MY NEW ETSY SHOP!

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Trivia fact:
I do a funny, frantic dance whenever cobwebs touch me.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015


Sprinkled over city streets like Xmas tree ornaments...

Nothing like Yukon's great outdoors to make the tourists a little frisky...

Monday, August 24, 2015

More Yukon:

Someone's cutting it close...

I had a bit of trouble with my casserole...

Lakeside view at Carcross village.



Saturday, August 22, 2015

Back from the Yukon

I was witness to an epic battle for survival: the sound of clashing antlers drowning out the sound of my terrified beating heart in my ears-

-----or-----

Two statues of unknown composition in downtown Whitehorse.


I've got a friend who loves football, curling, and horse racing.
So for her birthday I invented a new sport just for her:

I really think this might catch on...

Monday, August 17, 2015

Saturday, August 15, 2015

  
                      Gently used chair.
Features E-Z Vent Custom Back System
Bedbug massage feature is standard.
Scabies upgrade is available.               

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

                       

Above: bronze statue as it appeared on my walk,
and below shows the dark, comic book energy I got from it.


Saturday, August 8, 2015

Pianos on the Street Program:
This one is on the Burrard Bridge- great spot!

Friday, August 7, 2015

**PHOTO IS NOT MY OWN!
                 Change is scary!

....so I just went for it and switched up my blog design, and opened an Etsy shop for the stuff I love making!
Don't feel any obligation to buy- I am learning how to add links and buttons and use different social media platforms to cross link stuff. It is all a big, mysterious blob of wonder to me, so please disregard any weirdness you may click upon in the next few months!
****I hope you feel welcome to browse the shop "just because!"
**WARNING: There may be some curse words in my shop...

Thursday, August 6, 2015

*BAD PHOTO QUALITY-it was the dead of night, and those fuckers were FAST.
**HUMANS "Dumpster Dive".......RATS "Dumpster Drink".   YOU'RE repulsed? So was I.

Well, ONE rat would be repugnant enough....but there was more than a DOZEN in this downtown Vancouver alley at 1AM.

They were in some sort of junk-food induced high: squealing, screeching and criss-crossing the alley in a random mosh pit of ickiness.

I went in a few feet, but started to get that "Gulliver's Travels" feeling- and there were enough rats in there that if they were all of a mind to turn on me......well...I wasn't going to wait around long enough to find out WHAT these little fur bags of filth were capable of.


Monday, August 3, 2015

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Well, Isn't THAT a fine HOW-Do-You-Do?

Well, what a lovely way to meet Micky, my new neighbour fellow.

You may notice this is being written at 3:30 in the fucking AM. Sonofabitch!

So I get to sleep about 1-ish.
Next thing I know I am being woken up by (ok, the first time my own snort woke me up)- but after that it was banging, clunking and dragging sounds. Repeated and un-ignorable.

Wow. It was emanating from behind the wall against my bed.From the newly vacated appt. At 3:30AM. The EMPTY appt.

                                                        WTF

So I  dress and somewhat de-scarify my hair (only part-way, some crazy helps when you are about to confront a possible drunk/themselves crazy/or high robber or vandal in the act) and listen outside the empty appt's door.

Yup. Inside it sounds like a bear is wiping the floor with an errant (and now very limp) hiker. And banging up against every wall and appliance in there.

I knock.Nothing.I knock again.Nothing. (by nothing I mean the noise continued unabated). Knock.Noise.Knock.Noise.Knock......for about what seemed like ten minutes. 

                                              I.Did.Not.Give.Up.

A couple times the bear seemed to stop and walk over as if to peer through the peep hole. Then the noise just continued.

I blocked the peep hole with my finger and knocked.Noise.Knock.Noise........and then..........

I startle the SHIT out of a twenty-something hipster-ish young man called "Micky" who had been unpacking heavy,noisy things in his new appt while blasting tunes in his ears via earphones.

I swear he almost peed his pants.


And that's how I met my new neighbour, Micky.

PS. He seemed sincere and earnest in his inconsiderateness at noisily unpacking at such a STUPID,STUPID time after getting off work. So I was nice as I explained how noise travels through walls. (He was still trying to catch his breath from his fright).


         ***STRIKE ONE, MICKY...STRIKE ONE.***
                                   
                             
*but almost.
                     
                                   

Wednesday, July 29, 2015


My Alley: everything but the kitchen sink.
Unless you count that kitchen sink last year.

Sunday, July 19, 2015


NO Air Conditioner? NO PROBLEM!

-At least, that is what numerous websites claim. After seeing a news story about this on our local station, I Googled several How-To’s and set about constructing this elegant creature.
-So according to numerous sources, you can assemble this with either, 8 British pounds, $20, or $30 (our updated Canadian source).

Real Sandra Cost? $46. No matter, it was worth it just for the fun of cutting styrofoam with a kitchen knife-
then chasing those tiny foam particles around with a kleenex, which caused them to become electrically charged and literally flee from my approaching hand. 
Again, Weeeeeeeeeeee!

But I digress: you fill the chest up with frozen water bottles or ice packs, and it sends out COOLED air for many hours. I didn’t have enough frozen packs to make it a STELLAR success, but the air WAS cooler if I sat close by. 
I think.
Because then the inelegance of this frankencreature would be justified.
In any case, it looks like something the crazy old man hoarder down the street would make. Not bad.

Saturday, July 18, 2015


"Roomy 40 sq. ft Pied a Terre. Breezy ocean view.
Open concept layout- everything within easy reach."

Tuesday, July 7, 2015



Behold! Gastown's favorite summertime activity: Drug-dealing.
Dear buyer-don't let the friendly arm fool you; drug-dealers are NOT your friend. Profit from disease is not cool.
(Are you listening, Big Pharma??)

Sunday, July 5, 2015


Deserted Construction Site
-evokes memories of reading Stephen King horror novels.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

"Measure Twice, Still No Dice."
                (isn't that how it goes?)


Friday, June 19, 2015

*Without SandraVision
New MNP Tower beside the iconic Marine Building.


(SandraVision™ applied)

Friday, June 12, 2015


These photos are from The Chive website, from different
posts. I just needed to display them as a set. Just 'cuz.

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

The Secret To Having A Good Day Is Lowering Your Standards.

Today is successful because I have prevented 4 pigeons from checking into "Sandra's Windowsill Motel For Sleepy Birds".

I have spent 2 hours leaping up from my couch every time one of these feathery,fidgety bastards crash-lands on my window sill and then I stick my hand through the window blinds and frantically shake it madly about until the startled bird flings itself into the air again, in the direction of my next door neighbor's window.

There is no day that cannot benefit from a lowering of expectations.
I am happy.

(I gotta go- pigeon 4 is a repeat offender....)