Sunday, May 28, 2006

It’s hard to explain how I’m feeling. Sort of numb, sunburnt, itchy, tired, almost like I’m getting over the flu. I just woke up from my second nap since getting home. Even though my memory of this weekend is a bit hazy, I know I had a great time. It started Friday when the bugged-out boys ran from the fourth hole of the golf course leaving Karl and I to hustle our ass’s around the remaining fourteen holes. The bugs were bad. Bad enough to run off a golf course, straight to a store to spend more money on insect spray and after-bite then they originally paid to play golf??? I don’t thing so. No practice swings, keep moving and tend to the wounds when you get home.

The weekend was ripe for a party. Tara turn 21 years beautiful and Dan celebrated his remaining days as a bachelor by taking most of our money, winning 3 out of the 5 games of poker played. Happy 21-birthday, Tara. Dan, that is the best bachelor party that I have ever attended.

A huge THANK YOU to all The Muskoka Gower’s for allowing us to invade their home (including Jodi’s bed) for a weekend of celebration. Trudy, as always, went above and beyond making everyone feel at home and making Brad realize that he needs to find a good Muskoka woman.

Unfortunately, the weekend didn’t end entirely on a high note but all in all (did someone say all-in?) everyone made it home safe and sound.

The other tragedy this weekend is I only took about 5 pictures. Sorry! Here are a few.







Monday, May 22, 2006

I tried saving this post as a draft, to send with more photos later, but received an error message, "Your HTML cannot be accepted: Tag is not closed: ...or something like that.

Everyone seems to like pictures so here is my half ass attempt.

This is a nice photo of Theresa with her best friend Fallien on the night we went bowling. My apologies to Phalin, I asked her how to spell her name and I think she said Fallon.


...ive got nothing...






John thinks this is the cooliest picture he has ever taken.
















A shot of the big apple. You can see Central Park in the distance. Digital photography is amazing. John was showing me that you can zoom into a specific building or area of the photo and the detail from that distance is amazing. Does saying that, make me sound old?



This is John and Brittney at the art museam trying to be all artsy. I'm not sure what setting he had the camera on, but he should have used no-zit.









I'll try and upload more photos later, while I'm playing Texas Holdem.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Does anyone miss Kevin as much as I do?

I know his family leaves comments like, “we miss you Kevin” or “come back soon Uncle Kevin”, but I’m not feeling the sincerity. For the short time he (I like to call him Kev) was here, we went out on a couple of dates. It was nice. On our first date we went to Joe Dog’s for dinner, then off to see the rippers. If you read Kev’s blog, you already know that we hooked up with Sam finished off with some texas holdem, and had a good time. We took my car and I must admit I downed a couple of quick beers at Joe Dog’s over dinner, but when we got out to the parking lot, I tossed my keys to Kev.

I really miss Kev.

I live in a great neighbourhood. If I wake up early on a weekend, walk down Sherman to Main, turn right and head east towards Tim Horton’s for a coffee, sometimes I’ll walk right by a hooker working the early morning shift. How great is that!! Unfortunately, this morning I slept till noon, got my laundry together walked to the corner of Sherman and Main and the laundromat was packed. No exaggeration, packed with these fat women, packed into their spandex, with multiply bags of laundry packed with dirty clothing from their 6 kids, from 4 different fathers, who at sometime must have drunkenly packed mom. I didn’t feel like manoeuvring my laundry cart around the sweating obstacle course, so I opted for the wash and fold service. I left my bag of dirty laundry, with the racing stripes in my underwear, at the laundromat and headed east along Main to grab a coffee. Like I said unfortunately I didn’t get up till noon so I missed the early morning hooker shift. Maybe I’ll grab a coffee earlier tomorrow.

Jeff, you might like this blog because not only was it a personal glimpse into my life but also very informative on where to find early morning weekend hookers.

Friday, May 19, 2006

David Christopherson, my member of parliament for Hamilton Centre (and someone I voted for in the last election) sent me a pamphlet with respect to his comments made in the House of Commons concerning honouring our fallen soldiers. Seems David received a letter from a “constituent” whose son was killed while serving our country and expressed anguish that the flag atop our Peace Tower would not be lowered to half mast. The Honorable Gordon O’Connor (Minister of National Defense) states that the government recognizes a tradition of 80 years, where the flag on the Peace Tower was lowered on Remembrance Day to commemorate all the deaths in all the wars and all the operations. Gordon goes on to say that the defense department, will lower the flag at their headquarters, at the original base where the soldier was killed and at the home base. Lastly he states, “We will stay with our policy”.

At the bottom of the pamphlet there is a spot to write your comments and mail to my house of commons MP, no postage required. You know how I love this stuff. So I wrote the following;

Quit wasting tax-payers money with issues of little or no interest to most Canadians. There are other more significant topic which have a greater impact on a larger majority of Canadians for discussion in the House of Commons. In my opinion, that is what is wrong with politics and government today.

Am I right, or am I right??

Thursday, May 18, 2006

It’s slow at work, so I thought I would jump on and do a quick, copy and paste, blog. Turn around is fair play and I’m all for equality so here are a few male bashing jokes. Did I miss any? Feel free to post others.

Q: Why do men become smarter during sex?
A: Because they are plugged into a genius.

Q: Why don't women blink during foreplay?
A: They don't have time.

Q: Why does it take 1 million sperm to fertilize 1 egg?
A: They won't stop for directions.

Q: Why did God put men on earth?
A: Because a vibrator can't mow the lawn.

Q: Why don't women have men's brains?
A: Because they don't have penises to put them in.

Q: What do electric trains and breasts have in common?
A: They're intended for children, but it's the men who usually end up playing with them.

Q: Why do men snore when they lay on their backs?
A: Because their balls fall over their assholes and they vapor lock.

Q: Why do men masturbate?
A: It's sex with someone they love.

Q: Why were men given larger brains than dogs?
A: So they won't hump women's legs at cocktail parties.

Q: Why did God make men before women?
A: You need a rough draft before you have a final copy.

Q: Why is a man's pee yellow and his sperm white?
A: So he can tell if he is coming or going.

Q: How many men does it take to put the toilet seat down?
A: Nobody knows, it hasn't happened yet.

Q: What is the thinnest book in the world?
A: What men know about women.

Q: How many men does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: One. Men will screw anything.

Q: How does a man take a bubble bath?
A: He eats beans for dinner.

Q: What's a man's idea of foreplay?
A: A half hour of begging.

Q: How can you tell if a man is sexually aroused?
A: He's breathing

Q: What's the difference between men and government bonds?
A: Government bonds mature.

Q: How do you save a man from drowning?
A: Take your foot off of his head.

Q: What do men and beer bottle have in common?
A: They are both empty from the head up.

Q: How can you tell if a man is happy?
A: Who cares?

Q: How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
A: We don't know. It's never happened.

Q: How are men and parking spots alike?
A: The good ones are always taken and the only ones left are handicapped.

Q: What is a man's idea of helping out with housework?
A: Lifting his leg so you can vacuum.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Do you know how you figure things out after you have experienced it? Tonight I downloaded 500 some photos from the memory card in my digital camera. When I purchased the camera and started to look at memory cards, I thought, for an extra $20 bucks you can get a whole GB card. Now I can hold over 2000 photos on my camera. Who the heck needs to carry 2000 photos around with them? I should have saved the $20, I’m sure I can cope with carrying only 500 pictures around with me. I guess that’s where the expression “live and learn” comes from. Or maybe live and learn comes from selling a car to someone named Julien Joseph Kubut Cocksucker. Sorry about the language. Heck!

Speaking of language, the other night John called me a blog whore. I think he just wanted on the computer. For all you blog "picture" whores out there, here’s some filler.







The evil tree. Ooooooo. I spotted this on my around the bay photo day. Isn't she a beauty!! ...and worth every penny. Only four more installments and she's mine.
Run.. Oooooooooo the horror.


Anyone recognize this? I stole it from Kevin before he left.










It was my NYC souvenir, from John.










This souvenir makes an even better NY statement. A fake Rolex, from a guy on the street corner.

Another copout, copy and paste, post from work but I think this one is apropos. Is that spelled right Karl?


I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are...the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? And I awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt!

Monday, May 15, 2006

I love irony.

Irony would make my blog more interesting to readers. Like wouldn’t it be ironic if a young beautiful woman needed to have wild sex with me on a daily bases. I could blog the explicit details of the affair with my ironic love-monkey. Did anyone out there think “a picture is worth a thousand words?”. Okay, with a few photos, but only to help connect with the readers of course. Ahhh!!!!

…ive got nothing…

I hate reality.

My reality is of no interest to blog readers. My irony borders on stupidity. Waving at a blind guy. That’s my irony. Or when I picked up Danielle for the weekend of bowling, bowling, bowling… she was telling me how she went to the Chip Wagon and they didn’t sell chips. After the weekend, I took Danielle back to our designated official kid transfer location, and made sure to bring along a camera to get a photo of the infamous Chip Wagon. I was so disappointed because it didn’t have the words “Chip Wagon” as a sign. Is the irony, that the chip wagon didn’t sell chips, or no "Chip Wagon" sign?? It’s all so convoluted that it doesn’t really matter. Now that is my reality!! Come to think of it, this whole think is really Danielle’s irony. Now can you see my convoluted ironic reality? Anyway, as far as I was concerned it wasn’t blog worthy, so I didn’t post it.

But wait… just now I posted it! Soooooo, does that make it blog worthy, or not?

I’m a little freaked out here!!!

Last week Sam and I went to drive a bucket of balls. I should start the story by saying Sam and I purchased (and when I say purchased, I mean Sam’s good for half the $45) one of those discount coupon books. Neither of us can be described as a “coupon using guy” but if we only use the golf coupons we can more than get our money (and when I say “our” money, I mean… I know Sam’s good for the other half) back. We finished hitting our 2 for 1 large bucket of discount balls and went to Mickey D’s for a discount diner. The deal was I would pay for the single large bucket of balls (here we go again… even though I know it probably just slipped Sam’s mind… and he wouldn’t stiff his Uncle Michael for $22.50) and Sam would treat on a 2 for 1 MacDonald’s meal. As these two “coupon using guys” are entering, Sam pulls out a $100 bill and says, do you think they will cash this? The only thing I had in my wallet was a $50 bill.

How ironic is that?

Sunday, May 14, 2006

F-minus

That’s what I get as a son, asking what is blog worthy on the mother of all days.

What can I say about my mother that hasn’t been said before. Actually, I used up all my A-mom material on previous homemade mothers day cards, the kind that make her cry. She loves that slop. You know you have given your mom a good gift or a touching card when she starts to cry. This year I tried a different approach, no gift, no flowers, no card, see if that makes her cry.

Mom, I would just like to say thank you for always being there for me. Not only are you a great mom but you are one of the nicest people I know.

Now hopefully, Todd will help her log on and find my blog site because that’s all she is getting.

To all the moms who read my blog site, and lets not forget the under-appreciated motherFers,

Have a great day!!!!

ps – This is for Jeff. Since I left your place, I have been updating my blog, talking with John, deciding what to have for diner, took a shit and it was a floater… more later.

What is blog worthy?

Jeff Sheculski thinks that a blog should be used as a personal journal. Daily blog entry’s of random events that could happen to anyone. He said one of my better blogs is when I rode around the bay on my bike. I think it’s only interesting because I brought a camera along and took about 100 pictures. For example, Sam and I went golfing today. Neither of us played that great. No hole in one, no eagle, no birdie, not even a long one putt. Maybe we just sucked, but,

Is it blog worthy?

If I had brought a camera golfing and we snapped a few photos of me looking for my ball in the rough, or taking a drop besides the water, or kicking my ball away from a root, maybe. Photos are good blog fillers and the reader will connect more with what you’re blogging. Did anyone out there think, a picture is worth a thousand words? I should get in the habit of carrying a camera more often. But even so,

Is it really blog worthy?

My thoughts are, if you don’t have anything interesting to add, why bother. Personally, I liked my census 2006 blog. As soon as I read the humour in my smart-ass comment (with the typo) my first thought was to blog it. The other hook is, readers can identify with hearing or seeing www.census2006.ca in the media, and most of you will have already, or will need to complete the census. It is the law!!! I remember saying to Karl, around federal election time, that I was surprised neither Kevin nor Karl entered a new blog about the election. I know your not suppose to talk about religion or politics, but most all of you blog readers voted… I hope. …and could relate with the topic of the day. But the question still is…

Is it blog worthy?

I’m not sure how long I will keep going with this blog. It’s new, I might even get bored with it. If I can keep coming up with interesting things to add (with more photos, I promise next time) I’ll probably keep updating.

However, let me say this to the people who read the blog and don’t leave any comments… ever (you know who you are) I’m going to start talking about you.

Lastly, for Jodi who never reads my blog because it’s not personal enough for her.

Did you know that she buys no-name hair products?

Friday, May 12, 2006

The other day at work a group of guys started circulating derogatory emails about women. As soon as one was sent another would come back with a new joke attached, and so on. Eventually they turned to blonde jokes. I know this is a bit of a copout for a blog entry (and you have probably heard a few of these already) but hopefully the male readers will enjoy them anyway.

Q - What do you call 10,000 woman at the bottom of lake Ontario?
A - A good start.

Q - What are the three things every woman should know?
A - The kitchen, the bedroom and the back of my hand!

Q - What is the first thing a woman does after returning from a shelter for abused woman?
A - The dishes if she knows what's good for her.

Q - Why do women fake orgasms?
A - Cuz they think we care!

Q - How can you tell if a woman is having an orgasm?
A - Who cares!

Q - What do you say to a woman with a black eye?
A - Nothing she's already been told!

Q - What do you say to a woman with two black eyes?
A - You should have learned your lesson the first time!

An ugly woman walks into a shop with her two kids. The shopkeeper asks "Are they twins"? The woman says "No, he's 9 and she's 7. "Why? Do you think they look alike?" "No", he replies, "I just can't believe you got laid twice"!

A woman is at the check out line in a grocery store. The guy behind her watches as she puts her items on the belt, a small loaf of bread, a quart of milk, a half dozen eggs, and a few frozen diners. The guy asks the girl; Are you single? She says, Yes I am. Could you tell that by the items I was purchasing? He says, No it's because you're fucking ugly.

Q - Did you hear about the two blondes who froze to death in a drive-in movie?
A - They went to see "Closed for the Winter."

Q - Why did the blonde resolve to have only 3 children?
A - She heard that one out of every four children born in the world is Chinese

Q - Did you hear about the near-tragedy at the mall?
A - There was a power outage, and twelve blondes were stuck on the escalators for over four hours.

A blonde was driving home after a game and got caught in a really bad hailstorm. Her car was covered with dents, so the next day she took it to a repair shop. The shop owner saw that she was a blonde, so he decided to have some fun. He told her just to go home and blow into the tail pipe really hard, and all the dents would pop out. So the blonde went home, got down on her hands and knees and started blowing into her tailpipe. Nothing happened. So she blew a little harder, and still nothing happened. Her roommate, another blonde, came home and said, "What are you doing?" The first blonde told her how the repairman had instructed her to blow into the tail pipe in order to get all the dents to pop out. The roommate rolled her eyes and said, "Uh, like hello! You need to roll up the windows first."

A blonde went to an eye doctor to have her eyes checked for glasses. The doctor directed her to read various letters with the left eye while
covering the right eye. The blonde was so mixed up on which eye was which that the eye doctor, in disgust, took a paper lunch bag with a hole to see through, covered up the appropriate eye and asked her to read the letters. As he did so, he noticed the blonde had tears streaming down her face. "Look," said the doctor, "there's no need to get emotional about getting glasses." "I know," agreed the blonde, "But I kind of had my heart set on wire frames.

A blonde was shopping at a Target Store and came across a silver thermos. She was quite fascinated by it, so she picked it up and brought it over to the clerk to ask what it was. The clerk said, "That's a thermos. . . it keeps some things hot and some things cold" "Wow, said the blonde, "that's amazing. I'm going to buy it!" So she
bought the thermos and took it to work the next day. Her boss saw it on
her desk. "What do you have there?" he asked! "Why, that's a thermos . . . it keeps hot things hot and cold things cold," she replied. Her boss inquired, "What do you have in it? " The blond replied, "Two popsicles and some coffee".

A man entered the bus with both of his front pockets full of golf balls, and sat down next to a beautiful (you guessed it) blonde. The puzzled blonde kept looking at him and his bulging pockets. Finally, after many such glances from her, he said, "It's golf balls". Nevertheless, the blonde continued to look at him thoughtfully and
finally, not being able to contain her curiosity any longer, asked, "Does it hurt as much as tennis elbow?"

A young man wanted to get his beautiful blonde wife, Susie, something nice for their first wedding anniversary. So he decided to buy her a cell phone. He showed her the phone and explained to her all of its features. Susie was excited to receive the gift and simply adored her new phone. The next day Susie went shopping. Her phone rang and, to her astonishment, it was her husband on the other end. "Hi Susie," he said, "how do you like your new phone?" Susie replied, "I just love it! It's so small and your voice is clear as a bell, but there's one thing I don't understand though..." "What's that, sweetie?" asked her husband. "How did you know I was at Wal-Mart?"

A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get it started." Her boyfriend asks, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?" The blonde says, "According to the picture on the box, it's a tiger. Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table. He studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says: "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a tiger." He then takes her hand and says, "Second, I want you to relax. Let's have a nice cup of tea, and then....." (heaving a big sigh) ".....let's put all these Frosted Flakes back in the box.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Karl asked me the other night if I have used my new computer for anything besides my blog and poker. Of course I exercised discretion and didn’t mention the porn sites I visit. I did promise myself the new pc wouldn’t be used as an expensive sex toy… this time. Instead I found a more exciting website, www.census2006.ca. Don’t try logging on, to complete your census without an “internet access code”. The code is included in the unopened, yellow, envelope on your kitchen countertop, or table, or TV stand, or where ever. But like Statistics Canada says, (I know, because its printed on the outside of the yellow envelope) May 16, count yourself in! Complete your census questionnaire – it is the law.

Was that a threat?

Like a bitch, as soon as I read it I closed all the porn sites, ripped open the yellow envelope and completed my census on-line. At the end of the questionnaire there is a spot to leave your comments. So I typed the following;

“I found the on-line census easy and conveinent to use, only a moron would have a problem using it. Good luck dealing with them.”

Now, Karl might be the only one who noticed that the word ‘conveinent’ is not spelled correctly in my smart-ass comment above. That makes my statement even funnier.

SUBMIT

On a more serious note, I really did find the Stats Canada website to be a huge improvement over handwriting, colour coded, 3 page, double sided, f$#@&* forms.

Big shout-out for the GOV, WORD!!!

Monday, May 08, 2006





As promised, here's some more New York photos.


What's a NY photo shoot without a Trump building?









Isn't he handsome!!!









I love a man in a uniform, with the brass buttons, the white gloves and the little bowtie.










John went through on a tour. They were setting up for the NFL draft.


































































This is one of the better photos taken from the boat at sunset.













Part of the tour was through Harlem.



It's funny how all the pictures John has of Harlem are taken from inside the bus










John says Harlem consists of projects, nail care saloons, hair weave stores and fried chicken outlets.

Have you ever done something so stupid that you immediately look around to see if anyone saw you? That happened to me last week. I was on Maplewood waiting to turn left onto Gage. There was a car in front of me also waiting to turn left. He crept into the intersection and was blocking the pedestrian walkway. Next comes this blind guy, walking along Gage Street, with the dark glasses and white cane. He’s standing there waiting for the first car to move out of the intersection before he starts to cross. When the first car pulls away the blind guy starts walking. He gets partially across when he hears the second motor running. He stops in his tracks, turns to face me and raises his hand to acknowledge that I was letting him proceed through the walkway. That’s when I waived back at him. Waiving at a blind guy??? Luckily no one saw me.

Sunday, May 07, 2006


Just came in from a 4 hour bike ride around the bay. This morning I tried adding some photos from last nights bowling but got disconnected for some reason, so gave up. Not many of the pictures that I took last night came out clear. It was pobably a mixture of bad lighting and still learning how to use the new camera. I did take it along on my bycycle ride and have about 100 new photos to post. I'm going to have to give Kevin a call to see if I can upload more than one photo at a time on this blog spot. I would call him now but my address book, with Kev's number in it, is in my car allllllllll the way down those stairs. Now that I've sat my ass in this chair, I'm not moving. My legs are too sore. I'll download a couple of photos from last night and a few landmark photos from my ride around-the bay.

Looks like it will be hotdogs, a bath and maybe a couple of hands of poker with Karl tonight.

Goodnight...

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Following are some of my favourite pictures from John’s NY trip. The first one is my personal favourite. Does anyone recognize the NY shrine that John is standing in front of?


Here's a picture of John with his posse. Rough looking group eh?


A great NY memory for John will be eating at the Seinfeld restaurant and having the waitress chase out after them because they didn't leave a big enough tip. hehehehe John claims that he left a tip the rest of his rough looking posse stiffed her.

Following are a few Central Park photos.



I'm going to cut this one short but I'll post a few more NY photos later. I have to make something to eat and jump in the shower. Tonight I have a date with an intelligent, beautiful young lady. It's Danielle. She's coming into the big city to celebrate TJ's birthday and we're all going bowling, bowling, bowling... keeps them balls a rolling....

See ya.

Friday, May 05, 2006


HAPPY BIRTHDAY TJ!!! Actually it was Monday. I know, because I didn't miss the cake. We'll I didn't miss the ice cream. It was ice cream cake, which I always feel I'm getting ripped-off for either cake or ice cream. CONGRATULATIONS! You've turned into a beautiful, confident 15 year old, with a lofty potential. Look, Jeff and Falin can see it... or is that just the dogs ass?

Gotta go... Wish me luck. Karl and I are going to sit and play some poker tonight.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Well I’m in. Took a lot longer then I hoped. The blogger homepage was painfully slow setting up my new account. To make it worse you’re under pressure to come up with all these account names, user ids and passwords, but damn it! I did it! John is in Milton tonight showing the 500 something pictures that he took while in New York. So sorry, I can’t post any photos on my very first blog… text only.

Just before I got the new pc I bought my very first digital camera. I have wanted one for quite awhile and with John’s planned trip to NY that was my excuse. I still don’t know how everything works on it. I’ll just let John figure out how it works and then get him to show me. What are kids for, right?

Last night I told Kevin I would go up for a visit when Karl and Trudy got to his Dad’s place but I was up till almost 2 last night playing poker on-line. Placed 77 out of about 10,000 players in a tournament. My best finish yet. I think I need a good nights sleep. So if I get called… I’m bailing on them.

Anyway, it took so long setting up my new blog, its almost 9 and I haven’t eaten yet. Look’s like it will be a Stouffer’s frozen meat lasagna night with bread and water. I think the prisoners at Karl's work eat better.

Good night.