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Rudy Huxtable grew up NICE

I spent 20 minutes trying to get to Credit Union Centre. What the hell is up with that? How is it that they make the right decision, and build the arena in the north end and then completely bollux the traffic routing into the facility? I don't get it. It was a playoff hockey game. Yes, there was nearly 8000 people at the game. But come on! I shouldn't need 20 minutes to get into the parking lot. That's just crazy.

Color me unimpressed.

P.S. The Blades sucks.

Today was a red letter day!

I finished the last of my contractor improvements to my house. Well actually, I didn't do anything to reach this point, but I shepherded things to this point. The plumbers were in today to move the water lines for my washing machine to the back of the house where I intend to do laundry from now on. By lunch everything was hooked up and the final puzzle piece was in place.

I monkeyed around with some stuff after work tonight. Since the garage addition is finished, for the most part, I put some stuff back there. And of course I moved the laundry equipment to its final spot.

Its good to be done!

Is it illegal to steal from someone that is trying to scam you?

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you could add one hour to your day, what would you spend it doing?

It doesn't matter how much sleep you get before you do it, getting up at 5:30 sucks.

Blog Song Of The Day:

Gob - Give Up The Grudge

Who picked the size of the perforations on a roll of toilet paper? Did you ever take a look at how small one square of toilet paper is? I had some time to contemplate this question this evening. I looked into it. One square of toilet paper is approximately the size of a Post-It note. A Post-It note!!! How can you get any business done with that much paper?

Things That Piss Me Off:

I really hate when you watch curling and they say 'Good shot' after every throw. Some of the shots are absolutely abysmal. Don't say 'good shot' when they've totally carped it! You don't have to call them a loser, but at least spare me the damn 'good shot' comment when you've given up a steal of three.

I've made a decision.

The Ottawa Renegades need me.

The CFL can't afford to have the Ottawa franchise disappear from the landscape again. And there's absolutely no reason why it should. There is nothing about the Ottawa situation that makes it especially prone to losing vast sums of money. I place the blame for their woeful situation squarely on the owners. If you piss away millions of dollars then of course you're going to have monumental losses. Its all about careful planning.

I love the CFL. Call it bush league but I think the brand of football is exciting, and I've always rooted for its underdog nature. Now I want to be a part. I'm not a millionaire, or someone that can root out millions of dollars from the woodwork to cover vast losses. I'm just a guy that loves the CFL, is a prudent fiscal planner, and truly believes in his product. So why not me? Give me the team and let me see if I can't make this work. Everything is there for a successful franchise. Let's give it a shot.

Can you make peanut butter if you put peanuts in a blender?

I have successfully navigated my way into my garage.

Blog Question Of the Day:

Could you capitalize on a sure-fire (100% guaranteed to work) plan to endless wealth if you knew that it meant being part of a scam?

Okay, I am officially pissed off now.

I went to a lot of effort, and even more expense, to get myself an attached garage to my house. There was considerable anguish that went into the decision to do this, and then to try and realize the dream. But I did do it, and now it sits in my yard.

And I can't get into it.

I spent nearly an hour this evening, trying to get my truck into the garage. It was to no avail. There is absolutely no way I'm getting in there any time soon. Its all this damn snow! And compounding that is a huge dip in what should be the driveway of my yard. The snow is slippery and I can't get any traction. Then I slide into the dip in the driveway and I can't keep going towards the garage. So I go back, and try again. Over and over its the same thing. Too much slipping and sliding to make it through the small portal that lets me into salvation.

So the damn thing sits in my yard, unused. And thus I'm pissed off.

If you need me, I'll be cursing at the heavens.

They really don't make it easy on a guy to stay fit and in shape. Its a sporting event on television and its nearly non-stop food commercials.

Tasty looking chicken sandwiches tantalize you from the screen.

Mouth watering pizza's taunt you during 30 second teases.

Hamburgers the likes of which you'll never see in a fast food place, call to you with seductive voices.

Popcorn shrimp dance in your eyes.

Its all too much. How can I work on my diet and fitness level when all of these food commercials inundate me from the TV screen!?! I'm losing my grip!!!

By the way, I think I'll buy a new Gillette Fusion.

Saskatoon drivers SUCK!!!

I had no less than four driving adventures as I came into the city this morning. For those that know Saskatoon, the places named will make sense. For any others, bear with me, as the stupidity knows no geographic bounds.

As I always do, I came in from in the east on College Avenue. I needed to be in the north end, so I had to get onto Circle Drive. To accomplish this there is a merge lane that takes you from College Drive going east-west, to Circle Drive which at that point is going north-south. So I get behind someone on the merge lane. And they come to a complete STOP on the merge lane. WHY!?! There was room to get into traffic. The flow was light. There was no reason to stop, for criminy sake. Nevertheless they did, as I cursed a mean blue streak.

Then I continue around on Circle Drive, as I approach the bridge over the South Saskatchewan River. Some moron comes flying up off the Attridge Drive merge lane. There is a cargo truck ahead in that lane. So with barely a nickel's width of room, this idiot goes Mario Andretti and cuts up into my lane, ahead of me, necessitating brakes and more cursing.

I managed to make it several blocks before another Captain Wizard showed himself. I stop for a light at the Quiznos on Circle Drive and our latest genius pulls a U-turn at the turning of the light, right in the face of oncoming traffic. It was a beat-up looking van so I guess he has nothing else to live for.

Our final act of moronic behaviour followed quickly on the heels of the previous one. The light at Circle and Northridge was clearly red but someone in a red Blazer had a desperate need to be somewhere. So after a hesitation (thus marking this as a conscious decision) the jackass drives through the intersection. Compounding the idiocy, they also made a lane change as they passed through the intersection. The final definition of this ridiculous behaviour is evidenced as I happened to pass Colonel Impatient a block later, as their pushy behaviour put them behind a large truck at the next light, which was not able to get going quickly on the snow covered streets. Just another example of why patience often does win the day.

Suffice it to say, I was glad to reach my destination and stop driving. I didn't think so much stupidity could show itself in one 10 minute period.

What's the deal with this newest trend in spam advertising? Why is every second email I get an offer for a free gift card to something? And its always American chain stores that are 'supposedly' offering me a free gift card. And if you read the fine print (which I sometimes do just because I'm bored) you'll note that its limited to US citizens only. So why spam the whole world with this crap? The least you could do, as a halfway reasonable human being, is buy a damn mailing list that contained only US mailing addresses. But no, these annoying emails have to go out to the whole world.

Does anyone actually GET a free gift card? Or is the whole thing just another pointless internet scam? I get so tired of the crap that gets perpetuated on the internet. At least with the email jokes that go around, you get a chuckle or a funny picture. But spam just annoys you.

If no one really gets anything, and everyone gets annoyed with the emails, what's the point?

Blog Question Of The Day:

What is the best AC/DC song of all time?

I am not happy with the Town of Watson. Their plowing of the streets left me with a drift in front of my yard that I actually had to SHOVEL before I could get into my garage.

NOT HAPPY

I have to tell this story about my trip to Mexico. . .

We had possibly the worst flight times ever. Our flight back to Canada was scheduled for 3:50 in the morning. Our ride to the airport was listed to pick us up at 1:00 in the morning. This is a full half day after the check-out time for the hotel, which is pegged at 12:00 (noon).

Obviously we were unenthusiastic about being 'homeless' for half a day. So we inquired about whether it would be possible to keep a room for a few hours, so we could shower, change, and basically have a home base as we finished our last few hours in the tropical paradise that is Puerto Vallarta. Our multiple inquiries, with multiple suggestions were all met with the response they were 'too busy' and couldn't spare a room. The one concession we got was that we could have a 'hospitality room' at the end of the day to clean up, and get ready to wait out the evening. Reluctantly we leave our rooms at noon. I abandoned the home I'd had in good ol' room 6103.

So the afternoon ends and we're sweaty, hot, and probably a little smelly, from being by the pool, swimming, drinking, and enjoying our last few hours. We inquire about this hospitality room we'd been promised. Our request is met with blank stares. Finally we got across the point that they'd PROMISED us facilities to get cleaned up in, so we wouldn't have to travel looking and feeling like homeless people. After more confusion we manage to get a key to a room so we could shower, change, and so on.

The key they give us is to room 6103. It had been empty all along.