Always remember, kids: Puppets are awesome.

In fact, I have Muppets From Space in my bag to watch as we speak. I’m assuming that my flight will leave me more than enough time to find out what the origin of Gonzo’s species is.

And, as I sit aboard said flight across our very flat country, headed to the lovely town of Edmonton, I can’t help but think what an incredible age we live in. While I’m on this flight, I am able to edit videos for The Watchtower, write blog posts and scripts for No Reason, and watch live satellite TV. All from 37,000 feet in the air.

Can you imagine what the Wright Brothers would think of that?

The worst part of flying though it seems would be the pressure change. I don’t know what’s wrong in my head (pause so you can insert your own joke here… OK, good), but on descent, my sinuses feel like they are being stabbed by a thousand knifes of fire. It also might be the fact that Edmonton is about 2000ft higher above sea level than I’m used to.

Anyways though, I’m here in a lovely hotel, about to go and see my brother, and that’s all that matters. It’s a pretty neat place, the hotel is actually in a sprawling mall that’s at the core of Edmonton’s downtown. It’s like Toronto and Montreal had a baby-city (minus the French). I’m looking forward to exploring the town a bit before I have to head back home and prepare to, yep, you guessed it: move.

Up until I was about 24, I had moved once in my life. In the last 5.5 years, I have moved 4 times, so this will be my 5th.

I don’t wanna do it anymore. Next time, the new people can just have my stuff.