Since the last post, where I discussed what I do for a living, things have changed a little. Specifically, I don't do that for a living anymore. I suppose if you want to get right down the the crux, or the nub of the issue, I now officially don't do anything for a living.

It seems our Grand Experiment has come to an end, and Messrs. Therefore Interactive Inc., and I have parted company. The experience was a good one and you can rest assured we all wished each other the best.

Maybe I'll start a scooter delivery company...

Okay, so there have been a few questions about what we're doing for work now that Suzanne and I back home. It's a good question, seeing as work was the reason for us going out West in the first place, and ultimately, the reason for our return. I should specify that it was Suzanne's work that took us out and back, and indeed, she continues to toil in the movie industry, Managing Accounts for the mouse-eared gang. Her job has changed a lot from Vancouver, and I'm happy to report that she's enjoying herself much more.

Likewise, my employment has undergone radical changes, and I too am enjoying myself way more than I was with Big Red. I am no longer able to offer advice and counsel as regards your cellular or cable TV service, but that aside, everything is going very well over here at Therefore Interactive Inc.
In a nutshell, what we do is create websites that inform consumers about a particular product or service. We don't produce or sell anything ourselves, but we point you in the direction of websites that do create and sell things. When you go and buy those things, we get a cut. It's a lot of fun, and I am actually allowed to think independantly. I get to research what sites sell the stuff, then I do write-ups about the stuff, then I make sure that the web-world is aware that they're selling the stuff. That means I write articles and press releases and what-have-you.

So far, we've done two sites.

If you are looking for an alternative to your regular phone service, try VoIP, and try it by going here first:

VoIP Life

If you are sick of making long treks to the local video store and are considering signing up with an online rental service, check out what's available by clicking here:

The Online Movie Rental Guide

Don't really sign up for these things; well, you can if you want to, but I only put them here so that one might get an idea what it is that I do all day. Plus, it's better for us if our sites appear linked somewhere else on the Internet.

(That picture is me at work. My boss is in the background)

Ontario Boy Gets Sappy For Home

It's been two months since our Triumphant Return! from Vancouver, and I am glad to report that everything is as we hoped. Newmarket is actually a lot lovelier than I remembered, Toronto still rules the Earth and all who walk upon it, and this Province is a far more beautiful place than people in BC give it credit for.

We're right at the peak of the Fall Colours here in Ontario, which is something that I hadn't truly appreciated since I was a little kid being walked through the forest at Thornton Bales. The truth is that after spending two years in Vancouver, where there are only two seasons, Summer and The Rain, I've begun appreciate this transitional time of the year more than I thought I could. The Fall has always been Suzanne's favourite season because she gets to wear her wooly sweaters, but having always fancied myself a Spring man, I am shocked by how crazy in love I am with everything right now. In the morning when I leave for work, I watch the kids all trooping off to school and I find myself longing for my old school days, so much so that I can almost smell pencil crayons and brand new binders. There isn't frost on the cars yet, but there will be soon, and when I ride down the street, fallen leaves scatter behind me like a wake. In the morning you can see your breath, and in the evening too, when woodsmoke is thick in the air, and because of that smell, and because everyone's decorated their porches with pumpkins and cornstalks, you can feel that Hallowe'en is right around the corner. At this time of year we eat root vegetables with dinner and sometimes, when you're driving in the country, the moon is so fat and low in the sky that for a second or two, when you first see it, you don't even know what it is you're looking at. It's true that that are no mountains here, and no sea either, but I know now that those beautiful luxuries come at a price.

My mom says the Fall makes her sad, and I think I used to feel that way too, but having lived without it for two years, I can't imagine ever again giving up the Ontario Autumn. I do hope that I don't get this sickly nostalgic for the Winter that inevitably follows; if I get teary at the sight of the moonlight on a snowy field, my eyes will freeze shut. But I'm sure it'll be worth it.