The Life and Times of Ren... and then some

I noticed this sign on the weekend on Huntclub rd. GMA snapped a pic of it yesterday for me <3 Enjoy.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm proud to announce that my little boy, Liam Alexander Cabana-Marshall has gone PEE PEE ON THE POTTY! Yeah - That's right! BE IMPRESSED!!

Bryn's at the Civic getting an MRI on his heart done. Here is the dialogue between him and the nurse taking the MRI: Nurse: These pictures are turning out great! Bryn: Is it because I'm smiling...?

As the years go by, even in my 20 years of life, I've noticed that things aren't made the way they used to be. In an attempt to make things better, they're actually getting cheap and more disposable. Plastics. Chemicals. Even our foods are getting less and less like what food should look like. Having to inject our fruits with nutrients and vitamins to get the authenticity of our Food Pyramid back into the swing of things. A nations worth of Consumer Whores can't be wrong. Everything is better when it's "New and Improved!" Or devoid of Trans Fats. Apparently Sunflower Oil is the bees knees. And that brings me to my story: Diet Coke Plus. Back in the 1980's, the makers of Coca-Cola came up with a sugar free alternative to their popular Coke product. Aptly named Diet Coke, the beverage was an immediate success particularly among the health enthusiasts of the mid-80s. Now, as with most products laced with everything but natural ingredients, side effects

This is a song from my favourite show Flight of the Conchords. I suggest everyone check the show out. It's hilarious.

The current highlight of my life is: When people say "You-know-who...", and I respond with: "Ah yes - Voldemort."

Everybody has that person in their lives that looooves to be the "Devils Advocate" - or so they'd describe themselves as. " The voice of reason" they say. They take it upon themselves to tell you exactly what you feared to hear from someone, and single-handedly destroy all traces of the inner monologue. We all know one. Think about it... Yeah, see? There you go. Me? It be my mommy. Example: Today I went glasses shopping. Since my mom is footing the bill, she said "Get whatever pair you'd like!" Wary, I went forth with the hopes of finding the perfect pair. I wanted something snazy. Different, but not too different. Me, but not too me. And above all, they had to be coooool.... So after narrowing it down to about half a dozen pairs, and then narrowing them down, I settled on a very retro looking plastic pair in light yellow. In the end, it beat out 5 other pairs! So I left, happy with my decision. So I telephoned my mother because I wanted to sha

http://www.timhortons.com/ So, I was at Tim Hortons the other day, and I noticed on their TV-bilboard thing that they now have a new vehicle to win. It's called The Big Tim Chopper. Basically, it's a chopper, and it's got Tim Horton logos all over it. It's brown - like coffee. AND, the best part is that it's got cup holders for your Tim Hortons Coffee. Now, this thing had been preoccupying my thoughts. You may enter once without making a donation to The Tim Hortons Childrens Fund. The donation is $25. The aprox. retail value of the chopper is $100,000. Now here's my thought: First of all, if you're going to be able to enter once for free, why would you then fork out $25? Regardless of the fact that it's for the Children, I can't imagine anyone wanting a motorcycle featuring the Tim Hortons logo so badly that they're going to pay that much for a contest. Hell, we've already got the Roll Up the Rim contest and the odds are way better in winn

So, as you all may well know, the Harry Potter franchise just finished off the saga with its 7 th , and last book in the series, and will be continuing the Blockbuster niche until all 7 books have been made into feature films, thus making Miss Rowlings a very wealthy woman. That being said, I'm definitely into the hype. At first, I tried to snub the fad. But my little brother convinced me to at least read the first book to see if I liked it. I did. In fact , I got so caught up in the hype, that when The Philosopher's Stone premiered at the theatres, I went in full Harry Potter garb. Complete with my Hogwarts t-shirt, a Burgundy and gold scarf, and a scar scribbled in my forehead in eyeliner. I think I was the only teenager there. I continued on with the books until reaching the longest book in the series. Book 5: The Order of the Phoenix . The copy I had had 766 pages. Nearly double that of the previous books. But the difference between this book and the others was that our

So, I recently got my first car. It's a white, 1998 Suzuki Swift. Aptly named "The Doominator", I'm in love with my sweet ride. It's teeny weeny but regardless, it's awesome to the max. So, that being said. I've been driving everywhere. I chaufeur, I go on roadtrips, and I rock out to my kick ass panasonic CD player with anti-theft removable face plate. Can I get a "HELL YAH"? But I digress. I know people who swear by the make of their car. Dodge! Honda! Toyota! Ford! Personally, I don't care. If the thing runs, I dun't care! But some people just get really uptight. And there's always those stereotypes who drive a certain car. Yah - you know. That being said. Yesterday I was driving to the West End of Ottawa to pick up a friend of mine. My sister and I were sitting in The Doominator, enjoying the beautiful day, and as I'm about to turn the corner, out of nowhere I hear a loud HONK!!! I stop my car, and there flies a Ford Edge...

I know I meant for this entire endeavour to be that of a bit o' comedic release, so forgive me, on my second post, to be out of character. A very close friend of mine, dare I say one of whom I cared for very deeply, passed away yesterday. He decided to take his own life, which I have to say came to a complete shock to everyone. Like in most suicides, the people around them didn't see it coming. I really feel that it was a spur of the moment decision, but as I only found out this morning, I lack details. I've never had to grieve for anything beyond a house hold pet or a distant relative, so this whole event is rather new to me. After I heard the news, I went outside and chain-smoked for about an hour and a half. A woman who was walking her dog stopped and smiled at me and said "Feels like September, doesn't it?" And it did. Oddly enough, today was rather chilly for August; especially considering the heat wave as of late. So many thoughts have run through my mi

Welp, it's come to my attention that my day-to-day tends to amuse the throngs of individuals who participate in Renee's Story Time *cough* and therefore, I will use the potentially constructive hours of my day to waste recounting my goings-ons... That being said, on with the show. Everyday, I bus for an hour to school. Ironically enough, I live less than 20 minutes away from my school, but the theory behind the extra time according to my mother is something along the lines of gas, or Jesus... maybe gassy Jesus...moving on... Everyday, for the most part , something amusing happens within that hour on the bus. Whether it's the over zealous Universal-Pagan-Mystery-Man, He-Man Woman-Hating Muslim Senior, or Bingo Lady, that hour everyday generally proves to be worth every minute. Today, for example. All Girls Field Trip Day! Ah yes. The little ladies of L'Academie Jeanne D'arc were on the road today. I initially assumed they were heading to Mooneys Bay. After passing t