Bunny suggested (and by “suggested”, I do mean strongly recommended) that if I want to continue with my seemingly uncontrollable latte addiction, I should consider walking to Starbucks instead of driving the three minutes it takes to get there. She did make a good point. The walk would do me some good as getting in shape is never a bad idea.
Well, on my travels around my ‘hood, I noticed an alarming trend among the people I call neighbors. I thought maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, but after careful inspection I noticed I was seeing clearly.
It occurred to me that we are more or less three months removed from Christmas. Yet some people around here didn’t get the memo. Spring has sprung, the snow is on its way out and yet there is a shocking number of houses with their Christmas decorations still up.
Now, we’ve all been guilty of leaving our lights up until the patio furniture comes out of storage because nobody wants to scale a ladder in the dead of February to take down something that nearly landed you in the hospital when you put them up. But I’m talking about the really obvious stuff that begs the question… “WHY?”
I don’t live in some part of town where Christmas lights pass for regular lighting. I’d like to think that Barrhaven is a good community, with good families and nice homes. But for some reason, Barrhavenites — yes, that’s what they’re called — seem to have caught a case of the “lazy-ass” that’s going around.
The white icicle lights that became all the rage in 1998 are annoying. They look tacky hanging there and it’s not as if they’re easy to miss. So how come this home owner – with a property accented by a lovely chain-link fence — hasn’t taken them down? Is he accessorizing with the tacky fence, maybe?

At this next house, the only explanation for this one is that he wanted to match his Green Bin with his house. See? It is easy being green… and lazy. And yet you would think, after the homeowner brought his bin the curb every week, turned around and came face to face with his house, at some point he would have said “Oh look… my BIG GREEN WREATH on my FRONT DOOR and my FURRY GREEN GARLAND over the garage I drive in EVERY NIGHT is still up. I should probably do something about that.”

Leaving Christmas lights up is bad enough, but when you leave giant mutant lights, there are no words that could even begin to explain. This next house took the theory of less is more and tossed it right out the window. Sure, there are only five lights on the porch, but each one is the size of a watermelon. Thankfully the home owner had the good taste to leave up his hanging lights AND the green lights around his white window so everyone would know what holiday he was celebrating.

Can’t you just hear The Count from Sesame Street right now…” One… two… three… four… five! Five pieces of crap on the front of the house! Ah-Hahahaha!”
And not to be outdone, this family created an entire parade of giant things in unnatural poses.

Thinking maybe no one would see the freakishly large lights — taking into consideration that someone standing next to them, being blinded by the light might mistake the brightens for the noon-day sun — the person who put them up also added a string of smaller lights

Still, all of these fall under the “Yeah, I’ll do it when the snow melts” excuse. Sometimes lights are hard to get at and slippery, slushy and snow-covered paths are never fun to deal with.
What bugs me is the stuff that is more than easily accessible and no matter what lie you tell yourself, there is no holiday on our calendar that you could pretend you are leaving them up for.
Houses with crap like this…

and this…

and this… (and before you ask… yes… those are reindeer)

I know what you’re staring to think. Dark, gloomy, overcast with a minimal amount of snow on the ground… Where these pictures taken in early December? No. I wish I could say that. These were taken on a mild Sunday in March.
But the world champion title goes to this house…

A home where the Virgin Mary, no doubt with a tear in her eye, watches over soggy green garland, Mardi-Gras beads on the roof, a giant icicle and a decapitated Santa head — complete with beard and hat — that is perched on the top of a lamp like some Lord of the Flies Christmas special. Because after all, nothing says “Happy Holidays” like Santa’s head on a pole.
The only thing that made it better was this…

Here we see Santa — we can only assume with his head still on — doing his best impression of that guy that Google Street View found passed out on his mother’s lawn.

I think Santa brings a nice Christmas feel to it.
I jokingly said that I was going to go out, dressed in a Grinch costume and steal all the Santas and snowmen in an effort to beautify the neighborhood. And the more I think about it, I just might do it.
After all, I’ll be out on my coffee walk anyway. And I’m sure snatching decorations would be great exercise.
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The radio business is exceptionally brutal. You could be here one day and gone the next. And that’s what happened with long time radio personalities Cub Carson and Kitty who hosted the Virgin Radio/Bear morning show.
Bunny and I just got back from opening night of 
I normally write a lot about my life and what living in Ottawa is like, but as someone who has studied television, is currently involved in the industry and has an overall general passion for the media, I felt the need to say something.






And let’s not forget how BOTH the Citizen and the Ottawa Sun ran FRONT PAGE stories about the Bell Sens Soirée fundraiser and splashed pictures of Fisher and Underwood across the cover as if it was the Second Coming of Christ.
Alanis Morissette Multi-award winning singer/songwriter who is largely responsible for launching the angry girl movement of the mid 90’s grunge and alternative eras. After two bubble gum pop records, Ottawa native Morissette returned in 1995 with
Dan Aykroyd Actor, writer, winemaker, one half of the Blues Brothers. Whether he’s Dr. Ray Stanz fighting ghosts and marshmallow men or Jake Blues,
Paul Anka Singer, songwriter, composer and music icon. Mr. Anka shows no signs of slowing down after an outstanding career writing and performing some of the more memorable songs of all time. And when it came time for Johnny Carson to be
Tom Green Some might think of Green as Ottawa’s dirty little secret, but you have to give the man credit. When he’s not pulling pranks or dating Drew Barrymore, Tom Green makes movies and TV show appearances all because he had a small, local talk-show on Rogers TV (Cable 22) back in 1994. He has since moved on and made it “big” in the United States with shows on MTV and of course a rather memorable role in the hit comedy Road Trip and a not-so-memorable role in Freddy Got Fingered. Still, he’s a household name and a big-name star and keeps finding new ways of (sort of) reinventing himself.
Sarah Chalke You may remember her from Scrubs or Roseanne or have seen her most recently on How I Met Your Mother. But when you talk about actress Sarah Chalke, you have to mention the fact that she’s from Ottawa. Yes, she did move away to British Columbia, but as far as Ottawa exports go, Capital City did pretty well by her. And while she has never achieved super stardom, she has always remained employed and worked very hard to keep her status as a bankable and likable actress on both the small and big screens.
Mike Bullard Maybe not the biggest or best comedian in Canada — it seems many people have a rather strong opinion of Bullard — but I happen to like him and he was nice to me when I was on his show back in 1999. Oh, and he’s from Ottawa too. Say what you will, but how many of you had
Margaret Atwood Probably one of the greatest writers our country has ever produced and as luck would have it, she’s from Ottawa. Ms. Atwood has had articles published in countless magazines and publications — including (another little known fact) Playboy magazine. Ms. Atwood is the recipient of the Order of Canada,
Lorene Greene Often referred to as the Grandfather of Canadian Broadcasting, many will remember Mr. Greene for his New Wilderness program or from his roles on Bonanza and the original Battlestar Galatica. He was born in Ottawa and went on to become the principal newsreader for CBC where he earned the nickname the Voice of Canada. He also was a narator and actor for both TV and film. Sadly, he passed away in 1987, but his mark has been left on Canadian media and broascasting, as well as film and television for generations to come.

Since before moving to Ottawa, I had gotten used to my world changing at the drop of a hat. From everything being fine one day, to changing almost completely the next. Plans that were almost a sure-fire hit, became nothing more than a distant memory. And you would think with that much going on, I would have become used to changes by now. But that’s not the case at all.


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My collection of Bridgehead latte cups
I just wanted to clear a few things up
Make no mistake about it: Ottawa is a bicycle friendly city. So much so that even a foot of snow won’t stop some die-hard cycle-heads from hitting the streets with their bikes, ready for whatever mother-nature can throw at them.














So in an effort to show her a different side of Ottawa, I found 


Last night’s
It was a long time coming. This blog needed a new name and now it has one. The new name, along with the new look, reflects the promised changes.
Every year since 2002 when I moved to Toronto, I’ve been making an effort to spend at least two weeks in Montreal with my family for Christmas. It hasn’t always been easy — some of you might remember












I’m back from Toronto and Montreal and what a wonderful surprise. My first official winter in Ottawa began with the dumping of snow in my driveway and it just went downhill from there. But I can say that I enjoyed my days in Toronto and my brother’s 30th birthday celebration was nice, albeit quiet. (Really, I was expecting him to make a big deal out of it, but he didn’t feel like doing much by the time I got to town. He did however say he was glad I came.)
Don’t let my being 300+ kilometers away fool you — I keep my ear to the ground when it comes to things happening in Ottawa. (Okay, truth be told a friend told me this, and I also looked it up on line.)
Remember
Over the next week, since I’ll be in Toronto and Montreal, I’m not sure how often I’ll be able to blog. I’ll try my best, but I can’t promise anything. Although I already have a few post ideas in mind, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be able to make the time, which is a sad comment on how busy things can get sometimes.

















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Cans for Comments Update
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The time has come to tally up all the comments I received during my first attempt at Cans for Comments. I’m really surprised and impressed with the response and the number of people who stumbled upon this blog as a result of it.
I want to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who did their share by leaving a comment which equals one can or non perishable food item.
The grand total — including my response comments — was 37 comments. And just today, Bunny decided to do something amazingly generous and supportive. She agreed to MATCH cans for comments and double the amount. So 37 comments meant 37 cans, and thanks to her generosity, it became 74 cans. (We bumped it up to 75 to make it a nice round number.
There you see it, folks. All the cans and non perishiable food items in a shopping cart, waiting to be bought and then packaged up and taken to a local food basket.
And here are the cans and food items in the back of my car, on their way to be donated. The organization I selected had a bin at the Independant Grocer on Strandherd Drive and was quite full by the time I dropped everything off.
Everyone really came through during this last week and a half, posting comments and helping suport a good cause, and again a huge thanks to Bunny who decided to match the cans. It really helped more than you could imagine.