Newest Ducks Employee (x)

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too little too late - an early to mid 2000s throwback playlist - l i s t e n -

that’s so raven theme raven symone // bootylicious destiny’s child // sk8er boi avril lavigne // beautiful soul  jesse mccartney // hollaback girl gwen stefani // too little too late jojo // start of something new high school musical cast // since u been gone kelly clarkson // crazy in love beyoncé // lucky britney spears // cheetah love cheetah girls // can’t get you out of my head kylie minogue  // everytime we touch cascada // like whoa  aly and aj // fergalicious fergie // if we were a movie  hannah montana // all star smash mouth // girlfriend avril lavigne // we’re all in this together high school musical cast // hips don’t lie shakira // candyman christina aguilera // the best of both worlds hannah montana // we belong together mariah carey // keep holding on avril lavigne // push it to the limit corbin blue // no scrubs tlc // cinderella cheetah girls // barbie girl aqua  // overprotected britney spears // milkshake kelis


The morning of my wife and I’s wedding our lovely photographer Jenny came early so I could get in an extra photoshoot with my sister Rachel who could not attend due to her disabilities. This is one of the pictures that came out. I couldn’t be happier!

Getting hitched? She’s your gal!

So, Now What? A Getting Into Hockey Masterpost →


A friend of mine recently said she needed a new hobby and was considering getting into hockey and I immediately jumped at the chance to educate her because I am amazing like that really love making masterposts. So, if you’ve recently thought about getting into hockey and…



“Today I’m going to be magnificent.” That’s the spirit, dog.

for anyone who says only cats are little shits




The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here

I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”

Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.

The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.

Read more at Scientific American, or the original study.

I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.

this is actually kind of great and it’s nice to know there’s something behind that constant spacing out whenever i enter a different place



I’m just gonna let the world figure this out

What does this mean???? Help????



don’t be fuckin rude

This hurts my soul

#: urg  


listen, i don’t know about you, but the only people I know who actually enjoy the smell of axe body spray are not women. it’s dudes. it’s all dudes. i have worn axe body spray and walked into a room and have been complimented by legions of dudes. axe body spray is an agent of the gay agenda to make men smell better for other men to unlock their latent homosexuality and there is no stopping them now, we’re in too deep and it’s far too late.


if i hate your team, i hate your team.

dont try and say, “you’re just jealous that we have some of the best players in the league.” i dont care and im not jealous.

i just hate your team.

Canadian Hobbies


Being disdainful of Albertans/Ontarians/Quebeckers. (varies by region)

Being condescending towards Americans.

Not understanding how the parliamentary system works.

Not caring how the parliamentary system works.

Watching the CBC.

Complaining about the CBC.

Watching hockey.

Complaining about hockey.

Watching American news.

Intermittently putting on intentionally terrible southern accents for comic effect whilst talking about American politics.

Using hockey metaphors when talking about politics.

Using hockey metaphors when talking about the weather.

Using hockey metaphors when talking about hockey.

Not knowing who your MP is.

Complaining about the weather.


Complaining about all levels of government.

Collecting Canadian Tire money.

Complaining about mobile phone carriers.

Making fun of British Columbians who whinge when the temperature drops below 5 degrees and when it, god forbid, snows. (northern British Columbia and the rest of Canada)

Making fun of the rest of the still-blanketed-in-snow country whilst flowers are blooming in your garden in February. (southern British Columbia)

Being casually anti-American.

Trying to see if you can tear the new polymer bills.