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That time of year

Summer appears to be over. Sure, it's not snowing, but it's breezy and chilly. It's around this time of the year -- actually around the time the CNE runs in Toronto, usually -- that I get this unsettled, quasi-nostalgic, implied-panicky feeling. Something to do with the change of the season. Perhaps echoes of back-to-school time. I dunno, but I'm always reminded of a bit of the Rush song Time Stand Still (Hold Your Fire, 1987):

Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old friends growing older
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away...
The innocence slips away
And though I'm not one to fill my blog with song lyrics, I thought I'd share another song that's been running through my head lately. Underwhelmed, by Halifax heroes Sloan.
She was underwhelmed, if that's a word
I know it's not, 'cause I looked it up
That's one of those skills that I learned in my school
I was overwhelmed, and I'm sure of that one
'cause I learned it back in grade school
When I was young
She said, "You is funny"
I said, "You are funny"
She said, "Thank you"
and I said, "Nevermind"
She rolled her eyes
Her beautiful eyes
The point is not the grammar
It's the feeling
That is certainly in my heart
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
But not in hers
We were talkin' about people that eat meat
I felt like an ass 'cause I was one
She said, "It's okay," but I felt like
I just ate my young
She is obviously a person with a cause
I told her that I don't smoke or drink
She told me to loosen up on her way to the L.C.
She skips her classes and gets good grades
I go to my courses rain or shine
She's passin' her classes while I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend mine
While I attend
She wrote out a story about her life
I think it included something about me
I'm not sure of that but I'm sure of one thing
Her spelling's atrocious
She told me to read between the lines
And tell her exactly what I got out of it
I told her affection had two F's
Especially when you're dealing with me
I usually notice all the little things
One time I was proud of it, she says it's annoying
She cursed me up and down and rolled her R's, her beautiful R's
She says I'm caught up in triviality
All I really wanna know is what she thinks of me
I think my love for her makes me miss the point
I miss the point, I miss the point
I miss the point, I miss the point
I miss the point, I miss the point
I miss the point, Hey mister

Sloan plays the Halifax Commons on September 23rd. The Rolling Stones are also on the show.
Watch for updates soon on BigAssSuperstar: Un-Weighted. The weigh-in and measurements could happen as soon as tonight, with working out starting as soon as tomorrow.


  1. good luck scott! use that book and also try to do some classes - you'd be suprised how well the group motivation thing works...

  2. Thanks, B! I've got the book on the kitchen table right now ... gonna likely use that as a guideline as usual.. The heart rate stuff and workout plans are a great beginning.


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