I scored this sweet Commodores LP on vinyl this weekend.
My coworkers are super jealous…well, they should be.
Outside the toilet paper folding report, I did actually spend some quality time in Toronto a couple weeks ago.
Although I know inherently that Canada is a different country, I wasn’t really prepared for international travel. Maybe it’s because Minnesota is so close to Canada. Maybe it’s because Toronto is so much like any American metro city. But things were a bit different.
Also, I neglected to notify my cell provider that I was traveling internationally, and because it was Sunday, it took almost an hour negotiating between my employer and the network to get it turned on for international roaming.
And then I went up to the CN Tower – 1500 feet tall.
It was tall. Period.
The visitor center boasted of all sorts of different records that had been broken…

Including some really impresive ones…like the record for World’s Longest Yodel.
There was a sweet glass floor you could walk on, too.
Lake Ontario was gorgeous.
Not all police in Canada ride horses.
Dundas Square is SWEET.
And there were buskers galore…
Overall, a great trip. The city was clean, safe and walkable. I’d love to go back and spend more time in Toronto.
I learned to ride my bike on a gravel road, and I wasn’t very good at it. My wife’s playground was a gravel and pavement-lined coop. Between the two of us, our childhood knees were basically scraped, bleeding and/or bruised constantly.
Add the family history to the fact he’s a total boy’s boy, and we shouldn’t be surprised our almost-four-year-old’s knees have been badly battered, smashed and sliced for almost a month straight. Grant and I’ve been doing a lot of outside projects the last three days, so he has had ample opportunity to rip his legs up. On top of two bandages already, tonight he tripped on our asphalt alley and cut a hole in his left knee. That one merited a special trip to the drugstore just to restock the giant knee band-aids necessary to quell the gushers. They were buy one, get one, so I loaded up. It’s not like he and his brother won’t need them.
For the second year in a row…and it’s just the latest in 18 months of buck-passing…
Update:
Got this comment on my posterous post about this.:
Hello, Steph here from Qwest, I am sorry to see that there have been so many telephone books delivered to this empty home. Here is a location where people can opt out of deliveries of local phone books. http://www.ypassociation.org/AM/Template.cfm?Section=Environmental1&Template=/CustomSource/ZipSearch.cfm
I hope this is helpful,thank you
Steph Lake
Manager, Talk To Qwest Team
“At Qwest your account information is confidential and protected by law, so I need your permission to access the account.”
LOL – so the neighbor has to call Qwest? Nice.
I left this comment over there:
Thanks for the comment, Steph. So you’re saying it’s my responsibility (the next door neighbor) to opt out a foreclosed home from Qwest Dex phone book spam? Why doesn’t Qwest just *not* deliver to vacant properties? Especially those covered in “Foreclosed” and “Do Not Enter” signs?
Update:
So I visited the link, it led to a toll free number. I talked to Sarah at Qwest (wouldn’t give me an extension or ID #), who said without the home phone number there, there’s nothing they can do to stop them. Nice x2.
Hey Steph Lake, I called your toll free number, and they said they can’t stop the deliveries without a home phone number. How would you like a company to litter all over the vacant properties in your neighborhood?
I asked them if there was an address for a Qwest property I go could litter them. The gal laughed and wished me a happy day.
Update
New comment from Steph over at Posterous.
I agree they shouldn’t deliver to empty homes, especially if it seems obvious that it is empty. If you can send me the physical address of the home I can see what we can do to request no more deliveries. Thank you My address is talktous@qwest.com
Steph Lake
Manager, Talk To Qwest Team
“At Qwest your account information is confidential and protected by law, so I need your permission to access the account.”
Here are a couple clues that the property is foreclosed and vacant:


I e-mailed them with the address and the pictures.
[address] is a foreclosed property and completely vacant, yet you’ve delivered phone books to this property two years in a row. I called last year, and yet you littered a SACK of phone books at the front door again this year.
I was told to call your toll free number, and Sarah (wouldn’t give her extension or ID#) said without a phone number they can’t guarantee the delivery will be stopped. That’s ridiculous.
As the next door neighbor, I shouldn’t have to pick up corporate litter that blows into my lawn from Qwest littering paper on a vacant property. All that I’m asking is for you to take them off your delivery route until someone moves in to handle their own phone book spam issues
I guess we won’t know until next year if Qwest took them off. Hopefully the property isn’t still vacant by then, but if it is, I’ll be watching.
I went ahead and opted out of the unwanted paper directory spam myself here. “Sarah the Mystery Customer Service Rep” said you have to opt-out every year, so I’ll probably end up like Ed with an opt-out notice AND the books next year.
Grreat.
Update
We moved the conversation over to Twitter:
LOL. I could’ve done that. I went ahead and e-mailed them (DirectoryRequests@dexknows.com), too.
Update
E-mail from Qwest:
With all due respect, this is not a Qwest issue, but a DEX issue. We do not hire or instruct or any way shape or form instruct DEX on how to contract and have this product distributed in any manner shape or way that would be indicative of the post you have suggested so far.
In all fairness, I understand how this upsets you but think that your anger is misdirected.
That said, this is a product that we prefer to recommend for its intended use and does carry our name as a recommended provider and as such I will contact them in an attempt to have the delivery discontinued.
Going forward, if there are any other concerns with services that are actually Qwest related, I would be happy to assist you in any way that I can.
Sincerely,
Steve Schwartz
Mgr, Talk To Qwest Team
That’s hilarious, because Qwest came to me offering help and apologies — not Dex — so I just assumed with all this back and forth that they had a stake in it.
Thanks for the note. With Qwest left comments on my blog apologizing and referring me to opt-out #’s, you can see why I would assume you two worked together. I sent Dex a note, as well. -G.
So the buck has been passed on responsibilities with this house yet again.
Adding to the archives, here’s a toilet paper fold from the Sheraton Centre Toronto Hotel.
It’s essentially fine, but just a little off. Just like every Canadian I know.
Last summer my dad and I built an epic fence along the back of property. For my birthday that fall, he bought me three gallons of Behr wood stain sealer and left his sprayer for me. We were still adjusting to Baby #2, and the project just never happened before it snowed.
Fast forward eight months, and it was a Memorial Day project in the making.
What you can’t tell from the pictures is that a shadowbox fence is super hard to stain. Each board has six sides, and getting an adequate amount of stain between alternating slats without over-coating is practically impossible. And once you finish the front of the fence, you have to do the back. Even 30 feet of fence is a huge undertaking.
The folks at the big box store paint department highly recommended using a nylon foam applicator and doing it all by hand, so that’s how I started. After more than an hour I was only six boards in on one side. As the sun heated up, I started eying the sprayer, and I’m so glad I switched. It may not be coated on as thick or last as long, but it was worth it to get the project complete in just under five hours.
Lessons learned about staining a fence:
Grant did help me out for about five minutes before declaring the project “boring.” He thought we should get out more colors, like pink and blue. I tried to explain, but then I was boring, too.
That was fine, as it gave the boys a chance to get in some pool time.
