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I am here. Let the rocking begin.

It's my third day in Halifax and I've already blown a wheel. There's a lot of walking to do here, and I've hurt my right foot/ankle. Pity, too, 'cuz I signed the lease on a new apartment this morning and now have nothing to do but relax and see the city. And like I said, there's a lot of walking to do.

Nice place -- 2-bedroom, downtown, laundry on every floor, nice view, near mall and buses, across the street from the Metro Centre stadium.

It's a nice city so far! Hilly. Can't just hail a cab -- hafta call for them, but they arrive quickly and no ride anywhere has cost me more than $8. (To the airport is $50+, mind ya.)

Training starts next week at the new news experiment station. Lots of buzz over the hiring of ex-Mojo, ex-CFRB dude Andrew Krystal. I hear he's gooood. I hope he's the lead-in to my show, but I don't know much right now, other than that people have been talking me up well ahead of my arrival. Apparently I'm some kind of guru. Ooooo, we'll see. I know one thing: I wanna hear a lot of time checks during the news!

Time to go find some ice and aspirin and tell the guy in the next room with the glasses (sales, I think -- knows where the good restaurants are, apparently) about the Storm Centre. And I thought I'd escaped that! At least I won't be deliveringthe Storm Centre updates.

Rock over London, Rock on Chicago. Pepsi, the Choice of a New Generation.

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  1. Hey, congrats on the new pad. When do we see photos? Y'know, before you turn it into an East Coast mirror of your Dunfield joint? [ducking]

    Ibuprofin helps reduce swelling, by the way.

    ...nice Blog! Gonna keep the test entries, or wa?

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  2. "Y'know, before you turn it into an East Coast mirror of your Dunfield joint? [ducking]"

    Ok...there is just NO way that I'll be letting that happen.

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