Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Nice

Check this out...... Merry Christmas Tom!


We (me and Dev) decided the little tv was simply not going to do in the new place. It's a 32" Sharp Aquos.......ohh la la.

One of our friends helped us out by using his Best Buy employee discount. Thanks!


And you'll notice the Rider's are hoisting the chalice in the shot....... Yay!


Monday, November 19, 2007

The New Pad


Here are a few shots of my new place and what seems to go on in this new place. Huge pantry to the right of the fridge.

Kevin has the swiffer out cleaning the floors. It really didn't need it yet.
I'm going to buy a TV "this" big.
As you can see, that tv I have up there looks a little bit silly.
I can't seem to arrange the pics in the manner that I would like to, but you get the point. And anyone who is reading this also knows what a pig this site can be for posting pics.
Nice location right downtown where I have always thought I would like to live.
It is also nice to see Kev more often. Later that same evening he ended up climbing into the fridge.... because he could.
I had to go out and get tenants insurance. She asked if I had 20, 30, 40 thousand dollars worth of stuff. As you can see, I told her $20K. And that's being generous.
The job is going very well. I am somewhat surprised that I love it so much, but the weather is still incredible. Last week I went out in short sleeves one day. More from me later.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

One October Post

Well, this was a dismal month for blogging, but I have been busy. Not that busy that I can't even go on the computer, but I am finally working full time hours. I got a letter in the mail saying I was given an automatic appointment to Full Time letter carrier. So I have two weeks under my belt as the freindly neighbourhood mailman.
It takes me a while to sort the mail, but the walk is fabulous. I plug in my mp3 player and go for a 3.5 to 4 hour walk every day. Now I know I have been lucky with the weather and I know it's almost November, but I think it is going to be awesome.
I am also just on my way out the door to pick up my car which is now sporting some brand new tires. I think the timing was right, and if the car will last another 100,000 KMS I will be laughing.
Thirdly, I will be moving into my new apartment next weekend so no more pile of stuff in my moms computer room, and her basement, and her two spare bedrooms. Everyone will be very much relieved that it is all finally falling into place. Things just happened to take about 3 months longer than I thought they would.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Street vendors

Now I just finished a book Sarah gave me by some dude from Calgary, Alberta (Marcello Di Cinto) called Harmattan. It's a guy who went a volunteered in Ghana I think and he travelled West Africa for ten or eleven months. It was interesting, but a little bit too much for me. I think it was a little bit pompous. I am not sure why, he is a fascinating writer who had some amazing experiences.
It got me thinking about things you can buy for a quick snack in any given place. I think it is different in every different city you go to, and certainly there are national links.
In the book, the guy said everywhere you turned you could buy oranges. They were green, and the vendor would grate the peel off, and you were to bite off the top, and suck the seeds and juice out of the orange. Squeezing it, and spitting out the seeds afterward. He said the ground was littered with the corpses of oranges. It made me laugh.
In Toronto normally people bought hot dogs from carts along the road. In Moonbeam, ON I got poutine. In Kenora, ON it was the chip truck for french fries soaked in vinegar. In Paris it was pain au chocolat (croissant with chocolate), and in London sausage rolls. Ottawa you think of beaver tails. In Prague I had some kind of pig-in-a-blanket thing and cheap thin crust pizzas. There was a sausage wrapped in some pastry type thing, but not like London's. I guess the fish and chip places in England were more common than the sausage rolls. I was just broke so I had to go for the cheapest thing.
In Germany I was getting kebabs, or Turkish type donairs. What do you get in Edmonton? Fat Frank's? I guess so, or late night pizza. Saskatoon was an ice cream town for me I would say. In Roma it was some pizza and Tetra-packs of wine. I wonder if anyone has anything else.....?
Totally random, but something I was pondering for a couple of days. I guess that's half the reason people travel.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Random goings on...

First off I'd like to proclaim that I have been a Rider's fan since before '89. Whenever I was old enough to be influenced by my parents and realize I had a small interest in football. So I am not sure when that was, but it's been a long time. Being a Rider fan in Edmonton is pretty cool though. Although the Riders can never escape with a win in Edmonton. They say the last time was 1999 or something silly. I can say I went to the game in July when my Uncle Emil was in town and the Rider's were up 20-1 at half and lost 21-20. Fitting, really. And to make matter worse (better) is they have gone on to win 5 straight. They haven't lost a game since they blew that one here.
Otherwise, I am back to work this evening after my first long weekend as an employee at Canada Post. I imagine it will be busy tonight, but I just hope things go smoothly. I had an earlier post about my first little "incident" on the first day, but a girl who started with me got into a real accident on Friday. I hope everything is okay with her, I feel sorry for her, and the fact that everyone will be talking. It's going to be hard for her to show up this evening.
And finally yesterday I was able to get out to the lake with my pops to do some fishing. I proudly proclaim that I caught three to my dad's one. So we will leave it to you to imagine that mine were also wayyyyy bigger. It was just brilliant to be out there though, and get a line in the water for the first time in at least a month. Here's hoping we have some nice days yet this fall so we can go molest some more walleye's.
For now though, time to go stand around and earn some money.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

What a first shift!

Well, I finally had my first shift at the Post Office and it was quite a time. I walked in an saw a familiar face right off the bat. That was nice, and then some of the guys I trained with were also starting that same time. There were four of us in all. The bosses were great, told us where we needed to go, what we needed to do and showed us the routine we will follow every evening.
I get out to my truck and do the pre-trip inspection. Going through the thing from top to bottom. But we have to sign our names to it, so I might as well do it right? There is apparently 28 minutes written into our agreement for that inspection alone.
So I wait around for about 1.5 hours before my turn to load up. I show grace and elegance as I back into dock #2 and jump out of my truck and into the warehouse. A lady drives 5 cages onto my truck and off I go to St. Albert.
I had no trouble getting there, and only a little bit of trouble backing it into a tight dock there. I will say at least it was NOT graceful and elegant.
I made it though, and turned around and went back to the plant. Things are quite busy there at about 11:15 in the evening. So there's some more waiting.
When it my turn to back in there is a big semi truck with a 53' trailer in Dock #2. So I attempt to squeeze in to dock #1. Well, you can now imagine where this story is going....
I nudged his mirror. Honestly, it was nothing more than a nudge, but we have to fill an incident report. The new guy crashes his truck on the first day. This is just great.
Anyway, the familiar face a recognize at the start of my shift is the guy who comes to deal with this, and he makes me feel fine. Tells me safety is first, and no matter how much is going on around me, if I am unsure to just stop and look. Be sure.
I know I will get used to the big truck, but I thought this was a funny little story after the first day.
So I finished that, loaded two more cages and hit the road to finish my job. An uneventful trip anyway.
I will only point out there was a crazy full moon as we walked out to our trucks for the first time. And I noticed a dead crow on the side the grass where I parked my car. Omens, perhaps.
We'll see how tonight goes.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Sarah's Gone

Well, that was officially the quickest three weeks of my life. But what an amazing visit. I think we did pretty well to fit as much as we did into the visit. Sarah's beau is wonderful, we got to see all of Sarah's friends, and had a trip to the mountains. We had four days at Folk Fest and even got a day in at the lake.
The worst thing about it was they had to leave.


There's Alvin as we arrive in Jasper. It was Carly's birthday, and Marty was off that week so we got to bring them along with us.




And we got in a couple of scenic little walks in to pass the time before we were on the road back to Edmonton. Maligne Canyon and Mount Edith Cavel.

There are no pics of the folk festival because I wasn't going to bother lugging my camera around. I will have to get those on the other computer. But as always it was a wonderful visit with a bunch of people I don't get to see very often. Uncle Wally and Hal were there again tempting me to take a trip to Seattle. Maybe this year it will actually happen.
Sarah and Alvin were here for his first visit in Canada and then there are friends from Vancouver, and all over who come to enjoy some cold beer and good music.
Otherwise, I will have one more week off work before they finally cut me loose on Monday Aug 27th. What a stretch of idleness.... but things are going to change pretty soon. I think I will take off to Saskatoon tomorrow for a round of golf with my cousin. Grandma says she'll pay for gas. For now though, I must have something else to do.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Sarah's Home!!!

Sarah and Alvin arrived in Canada a week ago today. I have had no time at all it seems to make any posts.
Summer is flying by, and I have been taking lots of pictures to put up here. The thing is, I don't have my camera with me at the moment. Thus. I find two minutes to post, and I don't have all the tools to do what I want to do.
This weekend we went to Jasper and showed Alvin the mountains. We seem to have been ripped off in the wild life department. Only one group of mountain goats, a few squirrels, and a deer on the outskirts of Edmonton. But there was lots of beer, lots of food, and lots of great company.
Otherwise, I have finished my air brakes training and I am off for the driving test tomorrow. Soon I will be working...... 9 full days of training under my belt and a few more to go.
On the apartment front, I am going to look at two places tomorrow and likely will be able to come up with a decision.
Folk festival tomorrow and things will be just as crazy for a few more days.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

More to come

I have been getting some grief from a few of my loyal fans for a lack of ANYTHING on here. So I am going to post a quick one, and try to get back on later with some of my pics. On Tuesday I took my driving test for my new job as a letter carrier at Canada Post. Yay!!!! Finally after a long long long haul, I am almost there. On Monday I start getting paid!!! I am not sure why the driving test, but I got a pass rather than a fail although my reversing could certainly use some work.
Tomorrow morning back there for some other certification, and I am starting the paid training on Monday.
So a long stretch of 5 months to the day, I will be back on some one's payroll. I tell you, it can't come soon enough.
I took this ten-foot-tall truck out to make a couple of fake deliveries and rolled through the downtown in the truck and had a pretty good visit with the guy. I don't envy his job, but he was totally relaxed.
I will tell you all later how the return to the work world is treating me, but right now my laundry is finished.
I will try to go through the pictures of my recent trip to the Pembina Folk Music Festival where my friend Jeff Stuart played a stellar set for a bunch of his friends, and Fred Eaglesmith did next-to-nothing to woo his fans over. I enjoyed it thouroughly and especially dipping in the river as the temps soared to the mid-30's. That's hot for us here in Canada.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

1408

Last night I went to see 1408, the movie based on a Stephen King book if my info is correct. It was great. One of those thriller movies I guess. I wouldn't call it a horror flick, mainly because it wasn't gruesome at all. Just full of tricks to make you trip yourself out.
The music would get really loud, and you would get tense and expect something to jump out and scare the hell out of you, but instead nothing happens. Or music will start playing with a sweet lady's voice singing something like, "It's only just the beginning".
I hope you know what I mean.
I think the most annoying part was the way it was filmed. The camera seemed to be spinning around, taking some shots from above, and some of the views were upside-down. Made you kind of dizzy at time.
But the movie had the digital clock coming on while unplugged, or the numbers changing on their own.... all the really frightening stuff from things I would watch as a kid.
I will always think of the Unsolved Mysteries I watched as a kid where the aliens were changing the kids bedside alarm clock/radio. It had to be the same model I happened to have, and always frightened me.
Cool movie though, next will Live Free or Die hard. I wonder if people in New Hampshire like that movie more than anyone else? The motto on their licence plate says "Live Free or Die" - typically American if you ask me.

Almost a month

Damn, it's been almost one month since my last post, but I am glad to see Sarah's is about that long too. The time is just getting away from me. I have no idea where the month of June went.
The job front is moving along nicely. I don't know why things are so slow, but I was told to go down to Canada Post on Monday morning two weeks ago. Then on Thursday I was called to come in and do a General Abilities Test the following Monday. Good start. I think I am generally able.
Then the Tuesday I was invited for an interview, and on Wednesday they called my references. If my security check would hurry up and go through, I think I should be getting a call.
What a difference this would make, and I hope I don't jinx it or anything by updating before I actually get the call I am waiting for.
I am using this as some weird kind of superstition or something to try and will them to call me back tomorrow.
I can't imagine what I will feel like if this weight is lifted off my shoulders. One thing, I can tell you 4 months of being out of work isn't as much fun as one might think.
I'll post again as soon as I know more.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Folk Festival

Man, my wonderful mom went to pick up folk fest tickets for another year, and although the line-up is the same old shit, it's going to be great. Nothing really compares to Folk Fest weekend. All the friends we see only at this time of year. It's my 12th year running I think, and over those years there are lots of us who travel into Edmonton for the music and the beer. This year I won't be travelling in which is good, and we are already talking about taking a fishing trip around that time too.
The best news of the whole lot is that my sister and her boy toy will be in town from Zambia. I wonder if Alvin will be glad to hear "The African Guitar Summit" who are playing this year.
In addition, Blue Rodeo will be back again, Harry Manx will be back again, Eric Bibb will be back again.
Just thinking it might be time for Terry Wickham to start bringing in acts that might appeal to someone other than the 60 year-olds who have been coming every year since the festival started. Mom, you aren't 60 yet!
Thinking back to last year, like him or not, Hawksley Workman was there all weekend and his sessions were packed. The younger kids have to have someone to go see right?
I hope the organizers figure it out in the next couple years. I would die of shock of the long-rumoured Elvis Costello, Neil Young, or Van Morrisson gigs ever came to the EFMF. We can always dream, but Buffy St. Marie winding up the whole festival??? Seriously.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Nothing new!

There's a way to get people to read what I am going to write...... nothing new. My grandma had her surgery yesterday to have her reversal done for something that she had done several months earlier. Not that anyone reading this would really be too excited to hear the details. It's gross stuff that my mom is much better at dealing with and explaining than I am.
I am now home three months, and I am still biding my time and waiting for that right job to come along. This is where everyone interjects and gives their suggestions. Don't worry, I am not waiting around for something to come to me. I have always been the luckiest guy in town, and I even told the dealer at the casino that once. But I know for this to fall into place is going to take more diligence and hard work from me. I have been at it all along.
The thing I am trying to get at is, that my folks have been behind me the entire time, and they haven't pushed at all. They somehow strike a perfect balance between encouraging and reminding. It's the people who don't really know what's going on that piss me off although they're just trying to help.
If I don't know you, and I don't talk to you about it, then leave me alone. Otherwise, there are friends who are looking for job postings, and keeping their eyes peeled. That's the support I need and look forward to getting from those around me. Otherwise, I am having a blast, and I am going to have good news any day now. I can feel it. Let's hope so anyway, the cupboards are getting a little bare.

Friday, May 18, 2007

Hockey Pools

Fascinating.... I am three points out now that Teemu Selanne finally shook out of his rut. The best part about the Oilers not being in the playoffs this year is that I was able to use my brain rather than my heart when picking my fantasy hockey team.
And I am starting to see some movement now that some of my players started to finally score. I am the reigning two-time champion of our regular season pool on sportsnet.ca, but I haven't been able to crack it in the playoffs.
Who would've thought I would be cheering for the Detroit Red Wings? Easy, seeing as I picked Datsyuk, Lidstrom, and Zetterberg. Shouldn't be a surprise though seeing as I hate Chris Pronger and wish he would've been suspended for 8 years.
I am keeping faithful to Canada on the Eastern front. I like the Sabres, enjoyed watching them all year, but I just like the way Ottawa has been playing.
So I am three points back, and there's lots of time to come back.

Monday, May 14, 2007

How much can things change in ten days?

The facebook phenomenon is dead I think. In my world anyway. I thought it was so handy, but I will stick to the old yahoo email address and blogging.
I just can't bear to rekindle relationships that took place 10 years ago, and I am not really a big fan of small talk anyway.
I am not trying to poo poo everything here, as I think there are advantages, and I admit I am a curious person, but with me there are things that are only cool for a short time and then I lose interest.
Kind of like the movie Bone Collector with Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie. Is she not the world's shittiest actor? I honestly couldn't bear the hokey lines, and the scenes where Denzel is conducting the police investigation from his hospital bed. It was RIDICULOUS! And perhaps the biggest waste of time yet.
I kept thinking of the dude on CSI who always has the cheesy lines and he's forever lifting his sunglasses up and down on his head.
And to think there are people who really like this BS. Oh well, I'd rather be outside myself.

I did see A History of Violence, which was pretty entertaining. And 16 Blocks with Mos Def and Bruce Willis I think. That was pretty good. Just a decent way to pass a couple of hours really. The new Bond was worth my time. Except for the scene at the end where the building is collapsing in Venice and no one really seems to be in any hurry to get out. The force of gravity must be weaker in Venice than it is in the rest of the world because it took an awfully long time for that building to fall.

I am interested in movies, and like to watch them, but I think I am one of those picky viewers who just doesn't like to watch something that is too silly. Like the movie with Tom Cruise - I think War of the Worlds when the son returns at the very end of the movie and answers the door. Are we really supposed to believe he survives that war scene? Absolute crap!
Next time I will think of something more interesting to talk about.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Ahhh what to say?!!!

I was playing around on the computer for about half an hour now, and I have come across several interesting things. My uncle's blog is great, I've linked to it on the side, so go check it out. Sounds like things are a little sketchy in New Orleans still.
I read an article by a Canadian guy in Maclean's one time just after Katrina and I don't think I will ever forget the pictures he had, and the stories he told. Trouble is I forgot his name. He was a professor at a university down there if I recall correctly. Anyway, it was fascinating, and it looks like there is lots to see and do there.

I am also going to admit to spending a little too much time on Facebook. I sit down and check it like my email, but I try to get off there asap - so nobody can cyber-snoop and check out what I'm doing. How could Tom be on the internet on Friday night? Or whatever. But this site is incredible. I've written about it before, but one buddy has pics of him flying a plane - I had forgotten he is a pilot - another has a little baby. Shit, that's the girl I dated in high school. I asked her not to hold my hand down the halls because all the teachers would ask seeing as my dad was the principal....... Years later I found out she was a sunshine girl, and now I see she's into hunting and having babies.

How do you reject someone on there? Will they find out if I click reject? I have 10 pending friend requests now, and I don't want to offend someone I haven't seen in ten years???? What's the deal with that? I think it's all getting out of hand. I am going to take my camera out and take some pictures. They make for better blogging.

Facebook rules, New Orleans does too. Maybe I'll go one day.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Grieving Online

From the last post you'll see I went off on another direction, but the main thing I have been thinking about as a result of the campus killings in the US is the role these social networking sites play today.
Sites like Facebook, and Myspace among others (those are the only two to which I belong) are often viewed as a place for pedophiles to troll for little girls. I know there is a lot of that, and I know there are a lot of young girls talking about things they likely should not talk about on the internet where everyone can see, but there is a role for these sites. And the killings showed that first hand.
Every news story I read had clearly gone onto these sites to see moving tributes. One of the guys killed apparently had 1000 + friends on Facebook and while the whole situation was unfolding, people were posting thoughtful messages, and meeting on his site to talk about what was taking place.
Within a few hours, and even days, thousands of "groups" were formed for people to leave their thoughts. I think it helps people deal with this stuff. After all, if this is where everyone goes when they turn on their computer, why not meet there and "talk" it out?
From legitimate heart-wrenching notes, to ones that attacked all Asians, or all Koreans came up within hours of the shootings.
It really is a powerful tool, and one that people need to accept. These social networking sites aren't going away, so it's time people realize it's more than just a place to go look at really young people without many clothes on.

How strange

I have had all sorts of thoughts about the online world over the last couple of days. I wanted to write it all down in separate ideas, and I still may do that, but I have to give my sister a shot first. I went to her blog, and out of curiosity I tried to click the link on her page that would take me my own blog. Well it turns out that we have to go read about some dude named Luke whose blog is attached to both links. Oh well, I think he's a DJ or something, so he must be fun.
So fix it so people can read your fascinating blog, and if they get bored they can come over and see how life in St. Albert is. Although many of them (myself included) are likely more interested in eating fried caterpillars than looking at my terrible moustache.
Anyway, I have been thinking about Facebook, Myspace and the internet in general. I have a video camera on my cell phone so if I happened to be near a crazed gunman, or a big fire I could yank the phone out, and with a few clicks of a mouse I could have my video playing on the evening news.
All the major networks had as the Virginia Tech story was breaking, was this grainy footage from people who were filming with their cell phones. So that's what the CNN's and CBC's have to do to keep up with the internet. I may biased a little, but the fact of the matter is, radio is the only other medium that can deliver the goods immediately. And I am guessing most people ran straight to their computer. It is easier than running to your radio and trying to figure out how to switch it back to the AM function and find newstalk radio.
Frankly though, I don't need to feel like I am watching the Blair Witch Project when I am watching the news. None, I mean absolutely NONE of the cell phone video captured my attention or showed me anything particularily interesting.
Now, I must admit that I went straight to the 24 hour news staions like CNN and CBC Newsworld to find out. First I saw 2 killed, including gunman: AP Report - then I switched back and saw 31 dead etc. It was a time when the journalist in me woke up and I wanted to reach for a phone and dial until I had someone on the phone who could give me the deal.
There was one time in Saskatchewan when there was a dozen miners or so trapped in an Esterhazy, SK mine and it was a Sunday afternoon. I was one of the only ones working, and we were just getting the story in bits and pieces. One of the guys in the newsroom was from Esterhazy and he started calling, and I helped and we eventually got the Regina reporters on the way there and spent two days covering the story non-stop. It was fascinating stuff really.
Earlier this week was one of those exciting times to be working in the news biz. I know while I was at the gym running on the treadmilll watching the news, most of the Lulu Lemon wearing moms in the joint were tuned into those same news channels.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Facebook

I went on this site called Facebook after reading about it in Maclean's magazine. Someone invited me, I clicked a few buttons and all of a sudden dozens of emails started flooding into my email from all over the place. People from Sheridan during j-school, and people who've moved away and I haven't thought of in years. The name of my junior high school even popped up. Remarkable, but kind of creep at the same time.
I guess it's hard to get away and hide nowadays. I feel like an old man as I try to catch up with what the kids are doing these days. Ahhh, the things a person can do on here.
But the blog is my favourite by far. I might have to post the link to this blog on my facebook thing and see if anyone actually reads it. Then again, it would be better to read if it were more interesting.
And that means getting away from the computer. What a vicious circle. What am I ever going to do?

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Still going strong!

Man, the gym is so so so much fun. I think about it all the time.... when can I go next? What am I going to do today? How long will I be able to last?
I love it. There was badminton nets up yesterday so I kicked Dev's ass there. Twice. And tonight I am going to aquasize.
The only reason I want to do that is so that I can go into the steam room and hot tub afterwards. I was honestly quite sore after we went last week too. I laugh because, as a man, I am certainly in the minority and most of the ladies are 20 years older than me. I am sure they are cheating by putting their feet on the ground. Yup!
I have been pretty good only missing one day at the gym since I got the pass, and I don't see any reason to stop going. I take a couple hours out of my day and go burn off some energy. Beats the hell out of sitting in the pub.
I am going to resume the job hunt, just thought I should write something on here. Mainly because I have a minute, not because I have anything much to say.
Later.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Tom's going to the gym!

hahaha, Yeah I know.....
But it's true. There is this crazy new leisure centre in St. Albert and I went to have a look yesterday and it is amazing! There is a huge pool (mainly for kids I think) and two hockey rinks, a huge gym, and we also get access to the other pools and arenas in town.
For $40/month, I know I could do something else, but I signed up, and think it's not all that bad. Those of you reading this elsewhere, where things aren't the same (Sarah) might think it's dumb, but this place is lots of fun.
I could go outside and walk or run, and I could likely lift weights somewhere else, but this is what I did, and only have one day under my belt, but it was sure fun. I am going to bring swim trunks today and go into the steam room. Ahhhh that will be nice because it is snowing today!!! I couldn't believe my eyes when I woke up.
So I started out with one month, and I will give it a go and see how it works.
The two people I know are likely to see this blog, will hopefully see a change come folk fest in August so I can drink extra beer and not worry about the belly. But that is a long ways away. We'll wait and see. Either way I will be drinking beer with you guys.

Monday, March 26, 2007

The Middle East

Just watched a PBS documentary on a pilgrimage many Iranians make into Iraq despite all the dangers. Apparently these pilgrims are targets of suicide bombers, but they go anyway. The thing I don't understand is the whole concept of martyrdom. It doesn't make any sense to me. They leave their family behind, their kids, and everything else, and say they would be honoured to die there. It would lead them to paradise if they were to die there.
They cry and when they are out of tears they cry blood........ what could possibly make these people so devout?
I know the Middle East is a dynamic place, and very cultured, but the rifts between Shia's and Sunni's was equated to the difference between Protestants and Catholics. I would be a very rich dude, or at least very recognizable if I came up with the answers to these issues, but where would you even begin?
The people who support Iran's President feel that America and Britain are the oppressors and they tie it into their ancient religious tales of Imam Hussein. He will return one day in the battle between good and evil.
I can't even begin to explain all this, and think I should be blogging something else, but I wonder why religion drives people to this. I guess there are religions on all sides playing into the whole face of the world. The politics or the entire world are often based and driven to some extent by religion. Isn't it all something to believe? To discuss? But why die for this?
I don't know. But I am tired of thinking about it.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Back to life

Man,
I just went on a three week hiatus from everyone, and this morning I feel as though I am emerging from said absence. I moved back, and just took a couple weeks to myself without phoning a soul. And then the emails start trickling in asking if a missing persons report should be filed.
So I am taking this lovely morning - the morning or my dad's 60th birthday - to catch up with stuff. I went to a job fair yesterday downtown, and saw about ten people who said, "You can go to our website and apply for as many jobs as you like" What exactly is the point of going down to the convention to have them tell me that? I can go to the websites sitting in my underwear at any time.
Oh well, in the digital age, there isn't really a way to find anyone who can actually speak to you. So I rely on the one piece of paper to get me in the door. I hope something works out soon, but I am not in panic mode yet.
I went to a construction site for the last two weeks, and made some cash to tie me over, but that certainly isn't the job for me. It's funny to see the hierarchy of tradespeople though. And those dude's are making a lot of cash. In fact, everyone on that site was making good coin. Just not something I want to do for too long. As one of the grizzled old dude's told me, "You can get a lot further with a sharp mind than with a sore back" - How profound.
One good part is that I am getting a lot of reading done. Something I had been slacking on. One book was called, Water For Elephants, by Sara Gruen which was INCREDIBLE. Read it!
I shall keep this more regular, and then you will all be the first to know when I find a wonderful job that pays me loads of money.
That's all for now.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

It's been more than a month!!!!

Holy hell,
I am sure no one is going to be looking at this anymore. Oh well, can't blame you seeing as I last informed everyone of my resignation. Since then, I finished up work at Rawlco, moved back to Edmonton, had a week's holiday, and worked two weeks on a construction site.
And Friday is going to be my last day as a labourer. So there! You are up-to-date.
I think I took this job too quickly thinking something was going to land in my lap so I've decided to hang up the work boots and try a little harder for something really enjoyable to come along.
I leave my place at 6 AM and drive downtown. I start work at 7 and work until 4:30 pm - so it's a long day. Almost 6 PM by the time I am home. So I am not going to keep this up any longer. I have honestly enjoyed being outside thought, and I don't mind the grunt work - it's just not for me right now.
Sarah, if you read this, thanks for your diligence. I am not sure who else will look.
More from me soon, now that I will be "in-between job" again soon. hehe
That's about all for the minute, time to go to sleep.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Resignation

On a more serious note, now that the moustache contest is over, I will return to trying to write about some more serious issues here.
I don't know what however.
Things are going to change a whole lot in my world in the next few weeks. I handed in my letter of resignation from NewsTalk on Friday.
It was the first time I had to do that too, but it couldn't have gone any better. I ended up yapping with the boss about hockey cards for half an hour.
But he says good luck, and if he can help out in any way he'd be happy to. So I couldn't ask for much more from them.
I decided it was just not getting any better here, and I really want to be back in Sunny Alberta. I gave it a good shot here, and I got some of that ever-important experience in.
So I should be fine with this, and I Will shake things up a bit and send everything into chaos.
I can't wait, and I am ready to have a beer with my old friends.
Very exciting.

Finals in Moustache-O-Rama 2007


Well, alas, the moustache is gone.
I was starting to enjoy it actually, with nice thick handlebars. But when it came time to go down for the final judging on Superbowl Sunday, I decided it was a moustache contest and I should leave nothing but the hair on the upper lip.
Oh my, what a terrible look. But it was fun for an afternoon, and I was told by the judges my decision to rid myself of the hadles cost me the win.
So I didn't have the best or the worst. There were awards for that too.
But we had some fun doing it, and I hope they can pick it up again next year.
Here's what I looked like when I went to the final. I'll link to the pics on the rick site when it's up.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Super Sunday

We are only a few days away from the final judging, and if I were betting, I think I'd take the $40 prize and the trophy home for the moustache contest. If you care to see the contestants you can go to the photo gallery on the follwing site - www.rock102rocks.com and check 'em out.
And to be totally honest, it can't come soon enough. The moustache prickles my nose and I can catch it out of the corner of my eye when I am eating and it just is creepy.
But the competition isn't exactly looking stellar either.
There will be pics of us with the Bud Girl judges at the Super Bowl party, so I'll be sure to put them up here on Sunday. Until then, all there is left to do is keep growing.

On another note, the Oilers seem to be heating up. We are about an hour away from a big battle against Vancouver. A win would go a long way right now I'd say.
So if all goes well, those alien baby twins on the 'Nucks will both come down with the flu and the Oilers can walk all over the Canucks. I can't think of a team I like less that Vancouver either for some reason.
You'd think it would be the Battle of Alberta, but there's just something about Van I don't like.
But I know you have better things to do than read this so off I go.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Pickton

What an interesting story we've got in Vancouver. Robert Willie Pickton is on trial for killing 6 women. Right now, that is. There's going to be another trial for him and another 20 women he's accused of killing.
Now the things he apparently did to these women is very bad. Or sad, or horrible. Whatever term you'd like to use.
My question is how much is too much? How much does the public need to know? Do we need to hear that he bled them on meat hooks at his farm? Or is it enough to know that he was a pig farmer and took the women there and did horrific things to them? Use your imagination.
I am not sure what I think about this. Does the public need to know about this one scary guy who could go down as the worst serial killer in Canadian history?
I hear those who say we deserve to know just how bad this guy really was, and others who say it's just glorifies, in some way the things he did?
I know there are over three hundred accredited reporters there, many of whom will stay for the enitre year. Maybe looking for book deals when it's all done.
Another says he will end up being the shining example like Marc Lepin who somehow represented all the men in the world who supressed women in some way. Marc Lepin at Polytechnic in Montreal did that as one crazy dude with a gun, so how does he become the face for feminist groups to use in their fight?
It is just something I am thinking about right now and I thought I should blog, so sorry to anyone who is just reading this and didn't really want to get into some philosophical debate here.
I'll say goodbye for now.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Wow, this is quite something!!!!



Holy cow! This moustache contest is getting out of hand. Check that out..... oh my, it's ten minutes old, and I thought I better put it up right away before I chicken out.
The beauty of technology. I can shave with 7 blades, with no irritation, while baking lasagne and post a blog of my new 'stache. Life is good.
I figured I was involved in a moustache growing contest, but wasn't really living the contest. No more. I am officially in. And one of the forerunners too. Except for the strange gap right at the lip. Oh well.
Today we found were informed of a twist in the plans. The last weekend is the contest is actually Superbowl weekend, so we are going to hold the judging at the Rock Superbowl Party and let the Bud Girls judge the contest.
Not bad.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Two weeks into the contest


Hey all,
Here's the update at the two week point. I am getting a lot of good growth around the chin area, but it is driving me NUTS! I haven't worn a beard in a few years, and have this silly chin-strap going now. Kind of feel like I am 18 again, but hairier. So I only have two weeks left to wear this beard, and I look at it as a clean sheet. I will be able to cut it down into a moustache with big handle bars and if it looks silly I can take it to the big push broom look. If that fails I could always try for the Alolph look. He really did ruin a pretty good look.
Hmm, I didn't think it would bug me though. I just itch, and play with it, and see it while I am eating. It's just weird.
Well, I am tempted to take it off and actually wear a moustache. I think I will. When else would I be able to wear a moustache other than being in a contest like this? So I really should just jump right in. Who cares if I look goofy for two weeks? After all, I could take home $40 in winnings. That ain't pocket change.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Wow, quoted in the National Post?!!!

Yup, it's true.
I was working the other day, and a lady phoned and told me she was a reporter with the Post. She wanted to know what the general mood was surrounding the Yorkton murder trial. How am I supposed to know? We did do a little bit of it on the show that morning and she heard about that so she tried me.... all I knew was what we heard on the show. I certainly don't know what the mood is in Yorkton, Saskatchewan.
But here is the article, and I must admit I sound pretty wise for my young age..... it's about a third of the way down.

Father killed to save daughter, jury told
Saskatchewan welder to be judged a hero or a vigilante in drug dealer's slaying

Anne Marie Owens
National Post, with files from CanWest News Service
Wednesday, January 17, 2007

When he shows up at court in the small Saskatchewan town where he lives with his wife and three children, Kim Walker looks like an average small-town labourer, a bearded 50-year-old welder unaccustomed to appearing at a courthouse, a family man whose answers are soft-spoken under questioning.
To the jury hearing evidence in his first-degree murder case, however, Mr. Walker is either a hero father who saved his daughter from the ravaging death of a drug addict or a small-town vigilante who took the law into his own hands.
The man charged with killing the 24-year-old drug dealer he believed was leading his teenage daughter astray is the focus of a debate that has consumed this town of about 17,000 over how far a parent can go in rescuing their child from harm, and whether parental concern can ever justify criminal action.
With the jury expected to begin its deliberations today, the discussion over what some portray as a case of parental vigilantism is gaining resonance far beyond Yorkton, a community in east central Saskatchewan on the Trans-Canada Yellowhead highway.
"Your kid is hooked up with someone you don't want -- how far do you go in trying to protect?" says Tom Dukovac, producer of John Gormley's popular Saskatchewan call-in show that tackled the topic yesterday, who expects that callers will have an outpouring of opinion once the verdict is delivered.
"There's this view that here's
this average guy at the centre of a parent's-worst-nightmare situation, you know?"
The reaction that appears on the blog of Tim Dormain, an Albertan who writes about the news "from a conservative Christian perspective," is typical: He quotes at length from reports about the Yorkton murder case, highlighting those that focus on a family taking desperate measures to get their daughter away from trouble, and offers this conclusion: "There was a time in Canada when the system would have protected a 16-year-old girl from a 24-year-old male, let alone a morphine-addicted drug dealer."
In their closing arguments to the jury yesterday, the lawyers on both sides delivered polarized perspectives on the moral question that has so captivated the community, and possibly, the jurors.
Defence lawyer Morris Bodnar described Mr. Walker's actions as those of a parent intent on saving his daughter from a death from drug addiction and, in doing so, his motivations fulfilled the parental obligations demanded of society.
"If she had died, what would you have said? 'Where were the parents?' " said Mr. Bodnar, a high-profile defence lawyer who defended former Reform politician Jack Ramsay and who was himself a member of Parliament.
He told the jurors they would be sending the wrong message if they convicted his client of murder, and told them that the victim in the shooting, James Hayward, was "killing people" by selling drugs.
"He was that close to killing that girl in the front r o w," he said, pointing to Jadah Walker, now 20, who was sitting with family members.
Mr. Hayward, a one-time bodybuilder who at the time of his death was living in what police describe as "a known drug house" in the town, may not have been the kind of person a father wants hanging around his daughter, but he too, "was somebody's son," said Daryl Bode, the Crown prosecutor.
He said the law does not allow for any consideration of "a second- class murder victim ? The moment we devalue life, that's the moment we betray ourselves."
Karl Kopan, the editor of the Yorkton News Review, the town's newspaper, said it has been difficult for people not to take sides in a community so small.
The victim's mother has sat in the courtroom, wiping away tears and clutching a stuffed animal, bolstered by supporters; the Walker family says it has been overwhelmed by the support of townsfolk who have dropped by meals and cards.
"It has touched a lot of people, because, by all accounts, this was a father doing his best to work and to raise his kids in this town," Mr. Kopan said. "I think everybody can identify with some portion of this trial, especially if you have kids, and you know that you can only control your kids so much. And then when you think about what can happen.?"
According to the evidence in the case, Kim Walker and his wife first suspected their teenage daughter was running with a bad crowd and using drugs and alcohol in 2002, when her attitude toward her family and to school suddenly changed.
Jadah was 16, and there were times, too many to count, where they had no idea where she was, or whether she was safe or not.
At one point, the court was told, the police showed up at the family's house after Jadah had "a terrible fight" with her mother.
The officers advised the distraught parents to take a tough love approach to their errant teen.
She ended up moving out of the family home and eventually lived with Mr. Hayward, who had been convicted of drug-related offences and served seven months in jail for trafficking.
Their concern escalated with the revelation, contained in an anonymous letter delivered in March, 2003, that Jadah was addicted to morphine, and was "slowly killing herself " by injecting the drug with her then-boyfriend.
The Walkers turned to the RCMP for help, and then to a provincial court, where they ended up getting a warrant under
the Mental Health Act to have Jadah committed for a short term assessment.
She was released from the psychiatric ward and returned to her parents' house, but a few hours later, was back again with Mr. Hayward at his house.
Mr. Walker has testified that his recollection is spotty about the events on that night in March when Mr. Hayward was shot repeatedly. He said he does not remember taking a pistol from his house, entering the drug house where his daughter was staying, or firing his gun.
A witness in the house at the time testified during the trial that Mr. Walker began shooting within just a few seconds of confronting the younger man about taking his daughter away.
"I'm pretty sure he emptied the whole gun at once. It was continuous," the witness said.
Evidence suggests that the 9- mm Luger M80 pistol was fired 10 times and that Mr. Hayward bled to death from five gunshot wounds.
Jadah Walker, who is now 20, graduated from high school and became a manager of a store in the town.
She has been attending her father's murder trial with her family and was in court when Mr. Walker testified that his relationship with his daughter now is "wonderful."

So there you have it. My day in the national newspaper.

Monday, January 15, 2007

The 'stache is coming

Oh boy, there are a few pretty sparse moustaches lurking around the halls of the radio station. But I'd say I am one of the forerunners right now. There's three weeks to go, and I can't believe I have to wear this thing around for the next month. As it is right now, I've got the full beard going so as not to offend too many people. You can check out the pre-contest pics at www.rock102rocks.com and go to the photo gallery.
But I don't really want to wear the beard, so I may be forced into a goatee or even pull the handlebars on for the duration.
Oh decisions, decisions.
Just like the one facing me now --- when to do the dishes. See the life of a bachelor is full of tough choices. Should I let them pile up until the 4 plates and bowls are dirty. And the two pots....? Or should I keep on top of things and get it done? It always feels so good to sit down and kick up my feet after a tough day of yacking on the phone, knowing that everything is clean, and in it's right place.
In fact, that's what I'll do.
Later.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Moustache Contest


Well, yesterday was the first day of the first annual moustache contest at the radio station. Somehow appropriate that we are all radio guys - that way nobody has to see them. (Except for us)
There seems to be some stiff competition, but the eastern european persuasion may serve me well. I don't have much trouble growing facial hair.
So here is the pre-contest picture.
In honour of Tom Selick,and Rollie Fingers, we are going to follow this throughout the month and on February 8th, 2007 we will be judged by a flock of lovely ladies who will determine who wins the measley prize. (We each put $5 into the pot) We are radio guys rememeber?
No real rules, although there's no Rogaine allowed and we have to have a moustache for judgement. Any look goes until judgement day.


Oh yeah, did I tell you I was Employ-O-Rama of the Week?

Monday, January 08, 2007

Employee of the Week

So I took a week and a half away from work over the holidays, and savoured every second of it. Came back to work for three days last week, and was named Employ-o-rama of the Week this week in the Monday Morning Memo.
What does this mean for me?
It means I should work three day weeks all the time.
Or it means, I did a full weeks work in three days.
Or it means they drew my name out of a hat and I got the closest parking spot for this week because of sheer luck.

I am not sure what to make of this honour. I am told by some former Employees of the Week that not only do I get the best parking spot, I also get a nice little certificate, and a $20 movie card.
Man, I am not going to be able to get through the door with my swolen ego.
I'll have to go continue surfing for job opportunities before I get comfortable again. I'll return later on.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Kleenex


Yup,
You know when brands become the name for the product.... Kleenex and Xerox... Well, I got this iPod thingy from my sweetie for Christmas. A Creative Zen Vision: M mp3 player.
30 GB's if you can imagine. 15,000 songs and Hi-Def tv and all this crazy stuff. I kinda just call it my ipod. But it's been so much fun loading it up with all my music. I've been longing to get rid of all my cd's and find a way to get my hands on one of these. I just couldn't spend the cash right now. So the most thoughtful girl I know, goes and picks me one.
So I've got the music going, over 1100 tracks only thus far, and I am playing some Tiger (on my Christmas gift from her last year, my xbox) and I just drained a 92 foot long putt.
What a nice January evening in Saskatoon. It's Friday night, the Oilers are playing and it just seems like everything is in order right now.
It's good considering I've been running myself ragged in my head for the last couple weeks. I saw an article in the news saying that shrinks are lined up with patients right now after the holidays finish and people are all wound up during the holidays and then it's all over. Like me, I am not in line to go see the crazy doctor, but I had 10 days off and spent them at home with all my friends and family. It's hard coming back to a place where you don't neccessarily want to be anymore. That's certainly not to say I need to go see a psychologist, but a masseuse would do.
Oh yeah! Take that Retief Goosen. I have him dormie after 11 holes. You'd be amazed how much I've learned about golf from Tiger Woods 06. It's silly because I can go to the golf course and talk like the real hard-core golfers talk. I guess you'd have to be there for that. And if we were to go, we'd have to wait about 6 months, so forget I even said anything.
Cheers, GO OILERS GO!
Oh yeah, that picture is a few months old. It was taken off the balcony of my apt in July 2006. How about those rays?

Thursday, January 04, 2007

A few pics

Faizal, Laurel, and Il Duke

Raz and Devyo

I am dancing, not shuddering from the rum. Trust me.

I don't think I like the way this thing is setting up my pics, but I will just have to fool around with some more. I seldom put pics up here, and now mom is going to think I had a bash at her house while she was away in Florida. In fact, I took a steak out of their freezer and prepared a big feast for my girl when she got off work. Then we sat around and met with a couple friends I hadn't seen since that time last year it seems.
It was beautiful, and thanks for Hotel Duke, it was great. I even turned up the furnace a little. And you know mom's out of the country when you start fiddling with the thermostat.
I sat on the phone until 9 o'clock in the evening talking to my sister in Zambia who had begun her celebration hours earlier - we'll just leave it at that. Cooked up a nice supper and played cards until the wee hours.
I am somewhere in between being a real grown up and being an old man. I think I have the old man part of it down by spenind most of New Years on my own, then meeting my sweetie, and a couple friends. And still not yet a grown-up considering I was at my parents place. Would be nice to join the ranks of the homeowners wouldn't it?
Many of my pals have started, but I seem to be lagging behind a little.
I guess I have fewer bills this way.

It's 2007

I am amazed once again about how quickly time drifts away. I am trying to do this more often, but I had holidays and decided I was taking a break from everything. And it was delicious.
I could've been a little bit more prepared for that first day back at work, but that's only water under the bridge. We are heading into Friday and then end of another week. Woo hoo!
So I spent the entire 10 days in Edmonton, actually, I would have to say St. Albert because I hardly ventured out of the burbs.
It was wonderful. Skating, drinking, eating, visiting. What else can you do when you really do nothing?
I have some pictures from New Years and those will go up in a few minutes.
More from me in a new posting, hopefully later tonight.
ahhhhhh, the freakin pictures won't go where they're supposed to go.
Boo.