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I keep hearing deficit, dire financial times, we have to tighten our belts to weather this recession.  And then the gov’t that has been crying wolf for the last couple of years and continues to warn us that it will have to cut, cut, cut is now throwing around money, 35 billion for new fighter jets, 35 billion for new frigates and now billions more for nuclear submarines.  Are we in hard

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Maybe I'm alone in feeling that way.  A couple of fairly high profile people have passed on recently, and while I recognize that these are tragic events worthy of sympathy I certainly haven’t internalized them.  I care but I’m not moved or affected really.  I don’t really feel any loss; it isn’t as though I’m going to wake up tomorrow morning wondering how I’ll carry on without this person’s

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It appears as though the view from my balcony is going to be restricted.  A developer has purchased the 4 houses to the back and just to the right (north) of my apartment building.  They are zoned for a 37 meter building which works out to about 14 stories but are asking for a bylaw variance to allow them to go as high as 90 meters or 28 stories.  28 stories!  Given that there are no buildings

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 Injection of Culture... I'm in Niagara on the Lake for the Shaw Festival.  I try every year to alternate between Stratford and Shaw to get my little dose of culture and to feel, given my financial constraints, that I've managed to do something of value with my holidays.   Generally, the Shaw ends up feeling like the little brother of Stratford, not so much because of the quality of the plays

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Just back, well a couple of days ago, from a conference in Orlando.  Florida in June is it’s own special form of hell.  It wasn’t even particularly hot by Florida-in-June standards but it was 98 degrees everyday with an obscene amount of humidity.  Walking from building to building, all of 2 minutes, was enough to drench you in sweat.  How do people live here year-round?  Oh and the

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I recently replaced all the baseboards that my ex-girlfriend’s dog ate; he was particularly fond of the corners.  Yeah, it’s been a year in the coming, I was busy alright? I did about half of the work using a hammer and finishing nails and it took a ridiculous amount of time to say nothing of the banged up baseboards themselves (you can’t drive 150 finishing nails without missing once in a

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It was only after I went on my diet that I came to realize that food was the only part of my life where I was free to do as I liked.  Apparently I live a life of frugality.  My indulgences are tiny, insignificant even.  I golf a dozen times a summer or so and ski a half-dozen.  That’s basically it.   I live in as much apartment as I can afford, I drive the cheapest car it’s  possible to own,

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It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written here owing to a schedule of ridiculous proportions so once again I enter the fray.  The problem is that once you’ve gone a while without blogging you start thinking that once you do start again it has to be about something substantial to have made it worth your while to start again.  So, in that light I’m going to start again with something

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About 10 days ago I helped Sylvie put Sable to sleep.  Frankly, if I never have to  do that again it’ll be way too soon.  I hadn’t really had much contact with Sable in the past 8 years or so, and most of it just recently once she was already pretty old and creaky.  Having not seen her at all for years, she was in my mind as she was when last I’d seen her, bright and nimble and mischievous.  It

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Turns out that people are pirating e-books.  I can’t say that I’m surprised, what surprises me is that anybody would shell out for an e-reader in the first place.  They’re relatively cheap with the Kindle coming in at around $140 but I have a hard time with the concept of having to pay for the device that requires me to pay for the content afterward. Especially when that self-same content can

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I spend an hour or so every weekend reading the newspaper.  Not the on-line version mind you; no, I pick up the Saturday version of a broadsheet newspaper, find a cozy sun-filled corner in the local coffeeshop and leaf my way through from beginning to end.  While I value this little ritual, there’s a common thread in the newspaper that I find a little disturbing.  As I read through the Real

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So far things are going quite well on this new eating plan.  I’m down 20 pounds in the last 11 weeks.  It kinda goes in fits and starts without a lot of change on my part.  One week I’ll drop 5 pounds and the next nothing.  For example at my weigh-in after the new year I had gained a pound, something I wasn’t happy about let me tell ya, then 2 weeks later 11 pounds down.    All in all, I had

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I find that doctors are at their core fatalistic; at least all the doctors I've ever seen or had dealings with.  I suppose that given that their metier involves interaction with what is for every human a system that will ultimately fail  it would be hard not to be.  I’ve been watching this reality thingy on A&E called Heavy where they find these 2 morbidly obese people and shepherd them through

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I suppose it’s because I do a lot of spoken word recording that everybody’s been asking me what I think about this whole “Golden Voice”  internet sensation.  I had a look at his youtube entry  and some of the other coverage he’s been given since all this hit the fan and, well, good for him but I wouldn’t hire him.  I probably book 200 or 300 sessions a year and from the stuff of him that I’ve

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I was telling my work colleagues about the experience of flying out of the States from my recent visit to SF and the new scanning procedures in use at American airports.  They’re in Canada too at the security stations for American carriers but I wasn’t required to pass through them on the way out only on the way back.  Anyway, I can’t say that I really have anything bad to say about the

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In the ongoing battle between me and my cholesterol, a little good and a little bad.  A few weeks ago I had my final, hopefully, meeting with my cardiologist.  Final because it appears that my cholesterol is at last within a manageable tolerance.  The only exception being that I’m carrying about 30 pounds more than I should and whatever this extra weight is contributing to my cholesterol.  So

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There’s this video clip making the rounds about this woman who solved the puzzle on Wheel of Fortune after only revealing one letter.  While I haven’t watched the game show particularly often, it seems everyone is raving about her having accomplished this feat and I suppose it would have been a wonderful thing were the game actually about puzzle solving.  The puzzle is a device in the game not

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The other day there was a notice posted in the elevator in my building about the erratic performance of that very elevator.  Essentially, the elevator has a problem in that it occasionally will drop you on the floor above the one you selected and given that most, myself included, rarely look at their apartment number a few folks have walked in on their upstairs neighbours, that’s how I met my

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Sony announced yesterday that they would no longer sell the cassette-playing Walkman.  Frankly, I was surprised that they were still manufacturing them at all.  I graduated out of the cassette walkman sometime around 1992 when I got my first Discman.  But between 1982 and then I was permanently grafted to my headphones.  I lived for my tunes all through that time.  By the time I stopped using

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I always vote.  Every time I get the opportunity to do so I’m there.  I consider myself to be a conscientious voter;  I research the candidates and their platforms and make my decisions from a considered point of view.  No eeny-miny-moe for me.  It’s just that in this current municipal election I’m a little starved for choice.  There’s certainly a selection at the mayoralty level given the fact

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In the past week or so I’ve had occasion to have a young woman as a client.  She’s probably 25 years old or so but could pass for 16 if she wanted to.  Because my job involves a great deal of sitting around waiting for people to arrive we, this young lady and I,  had the opportunity to chat at length on a variety of topics.  I don’t know if she’s typical of the folks of her generation but she

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About a year ago my doctor sent me to a cardiologist to get my high-cholesterol under control.  It wasn’t all that bad but was consistently slightly too high.  So after a while the cardiologist prescribes (if you can prescribe a vitamin) that I start taking at least 1000 mg of Omega-3 fatty acids daily.  The only way to get to that level without consuming a pound of flax seed is to take fish

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I blame Prince Charming... It’s princess culture, it’s this belief that eventually your Prince Charming will come along on a fine Arab charger to sweep you off your feet, that happily ever after is a birthright. From the time little girls can speak they’re told that they’re princesses and that their castle awaits them. Not that this kind of fantastic magical thinking is necessarily wrong, it’s

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The breakup is down to its last few days, by the weekend I'll be single again.  I know that I was single pretty much from the moment she announced that she was leaving but with my apartment filled with boxes that I'm not moving it brings it all a little more home and I'm not sure how I feel about it.  There's no question that she's going; there was no question about it from the very beginning

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High on the list of things that suck is the slow-motion breakup I'm currently stuck in the middle of.  It's like ripping off a band-aid one hair at a time, navigating a mine-field without a map, a trip to the dentist every day.  I'm running out of things to do on the weekends to get away; I've ridden about a thousand miles on my bike in the last 6 weeks, played a dozen golf games, driven to the

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A letter to my 20-year-old-self There's a project ongoing at another site that consists of writing a letter to your 20-year-old self. Basically a rear-view mirror wish that you could speak to yourself as a 20 year-old and give yourself some advice from the knowledge you've gleaned over interval between then and now. Given that the project is aimed exclusively at women it and actually sounds like

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I'm here for a good time, not a long time... I have a colleague who 's fascinated by the cosmos.  He sends me emails whenever he finds out something new about the universe.  Recently he read somewhere that the earth will be destroyed by an asteroid.  In about 2000 years.  When the scientists go on and on about the future of the planet and the degradation of health care and all those other things

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So yesterday I’m walking in to the library and there’s this girl sitting on the curb out front of the building  talking on her cellphone; a Somali or Sudanese girl wearing a hiqab.  I saw her before I got close enough to hear her but as I got close enough to hear what she was saying I was kinda surprised to hear the same sort of talk as I would have heard with an ordinary teenager “…and then I’

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I have this single friend who has a firm policy; a policy I didn’t quite understand until recent events brought it home to me.  His policy as a childless, dogless male was to never date a woman who has either children or dogs.  Although I fall basically into the same classification as he does I was thinking that his kinda thinking was unnecessarily limiting.  After all wasn’t he eliminating a

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A courtesy not so common... It’s a coffee shop and you just paid 2 bucks for that coffee.  You had to go up to the counter to get it.  It’s not the frickin’ Russian Tea Room, buss your own frickin’ table hammerhead!  That is all…

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Without a doubt the most disgusting habit that people engage in in public isn't smoking or coughing without covering your mouth although both of those are repulsive, it's clipping your fingernails in public. I'm standing in line at the lab this morning waiting along with about 30 other people to have some blood drawn (yay Canadian health care system), when the moron standing next to me pulls out

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Love is blind, deaf too apparently... You know those moments where you think "I can see the light at the end of the tunnel" a few more days or weeks of what you've been doing and you'll be on easy street. That's the moment where the gods decide to throw you a curve ball. What's that old saying? "Man plans and god laughs". Well, while I thought everything was finally coming together, work,

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HDisappointed... It's actually a fairly accurate indicator that most of the people I know in the TV business haven't gone HD in their personal lives. I had held back for a long time because I didn't see the value despite knowing all about it and working everyday in HD. Back in December I switched over to HD and really, my opinion of it hasn't changed all that much. As a matter of fact I'm

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Tom Sawyer would be proud... One of the things I miss about the time before the re-usable grocery bag is that at least the cashier or, if you were lucky, a bagboy would bag your groceries for you. This seems to be a completely lost service now. For a while there, after the practice died out on the Ontario side I used to go to the Loblaws in Aylmer strictly because they would still bag your

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The Good, the Bad and the moderately Ugly... We just got back from Cuba last Friday and are re-adjusting to Canada after a week in the dysfunctional sun.  So the good:  1.  We were doing this trip as on the cheap as possible and things have changed considerably since I was last in Cuba about 6 years ago.  Obviously, Varadero is as little like Cuba as it’s possible to be and still be on the

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It'd be a shame if your Olympics was to catch fire wouldn't it? So, the bill's in for the security at the recent Olympics. $900 million. $900 million! As though hosting the Olympics aren't already ridiculously expensive enough, we had to, taxpayers that is, pony up almost another billion dollars. And we don't even know if we got a good deal for that almost a billion dollars. We certainly didn't

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I have a box full of crap... Crap being a euphemism for obsolete electronics. Now I'm pretty good about not keeping useless stuff. If my toaster breaks down I have no sentimental attachment to it that makes me hold on to it as though one day I'll fix it "good-as-new", a pair of jeans get a hole in them and out they go. But for some strange reason I have a plastic storage box holding, along

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50 sexiest...Every year, as far as I can tell from the magazines at the barbershop, and mostly so that I can make this cheap point, the celebrity mags put out these lists of the 50 sexiest men and women; usually they're separate lists but not always. What I don't quite understand is that the lists are completely different every year. One year Brad Pitt is in, the next year he's out. OK maybe he's

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The same, only different...Living with people is challenging. I'm not talking about roomates here; significant others I mean. There's truth to the statement that you truly never know someone until you've lived with them day-in-day-out. If you've spent your whole life partnered up you may not fully appreciate the transaction that is living with somebody. In my case it's been some seven years since

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A sense of urgency... I suppose that one of the hallmarks, at least to me, of my advancing age or maturity or whatever you want to call the encroaching passage of time is that I no longer have a sense of urgency to keep up. I used to be impatient for the arrival of things; movies, books, technology, my 16th birthday, etc. It was important that I be the first to have, see or listen to the latest

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You can't always cry wolf...I've been in gov't now for about 20 years. I've been waiting all that time for the coming prosperity. There have been years with deficits and there have been years with surpluses, more of the latter than the former sadly. The one constant in working in the civil service is the guarantee that every single year will have the same mantra. "Times are tough, and we all

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Scandals notwithstanding...So Mr. Woods is back to playing golf after playing whatever it was he was playing in the interim. 'bout time I say. I'm not exactly scandalized by his behaviour of the last some months, frankly, I don't particularly care. He's a great golfer who's good for the game, or at least he has been; he's brought thousands of people to the sport that wouldn't have otherwise

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Not much, not much at all...For some reason I haven't been compelled to write here all that much lately. I've also noticed that I don't really give much personal news as of late. So. I'm just gonna rant off a couple of things and leave it at that.Coulter-wingnut: Your freedom of speech is not impinged upon by a letter reminding you that the laws here are different than at home. You weren't

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Thing I spotted on the news crawl this morning:"Ontario Minister of Health says that cutting 190 jobs from Ottawa Hospital will result in higher quality of service" WTF? Hospitals are cutting back on services delivered because of lack of staff. In what world does cutting 190 jobs deliver better service? What, were the technicians just getting in each others way? Was there a surfeit of nurses

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During the second world war the king and queen of England stayed in London during the blitz including recieving 2 direct hits on Buckingham Palace. They could easily have gone to Canada or Burmuda for the duration of the war and they were encouraged to do so by the Prime Minister. They didn't go because they didn't want to appear to be putting themselves above their own subjects. It isn't as

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One more in the list of arguments that you just can't win. I am really bad at saying no especially when my SO is intent on getting something that she desires. Ok so, a little backstory. When I met her Deb already had a dog and although I didn't necessarily want a dog in my life I definately wanted the girl and the dog came as part of the package. After being quite happy to leave the late night

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Govt is favouring a certain group for advancement. It seems like all the people advancing into upper managment are francophones. It's not that surprising really, govt has required for some time now that pretty well all its new employees be bilingual and it's just a fact of life that francophones immersed in an English environment need to speak that language far more urgently than anglophones

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I read last week how the city is planning to pass a bylaw making it illegal for a company to bid on city contracts if they've sued the city. While I realize that this meaure is meant to prevent Siemens from bidding on the light rail contract based on their recent legal scuffle with the city and I understand where the city is coming from with this; I can't say that I would be all that

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One of the benefits of having been on strike for all that time is that it gave me an opportunity to meet all those colleagues that I ordinarily wouldn't have had a chance to meet. The drawback is that I didn't all of a sudden acquire a better memory so I'm no better at putting faces to names than I used to be except that now I'm expectedto know the names of all these people and I just keep

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Maybe it's Stockholm Syndrome...Part of the reason why we were so frantic to get everything put-together for the holidays is that her daughter will be coming to town for Christmas break and staying with us for a month or so. It was important that the house be finished, or mostly so, in time for her arrival so that she could feel at home here in what is her mother's house. I'm a little nervous

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I'm back, in more ways than one... It's been a stultifying dozen weeks or so; much has happened and at the same time virtually nothing happened. The strike's over, it turned out to be considerably longer than I had expected it would be and was mostly, mind-numbingly boring. I fear that over a number of weeks my brain was slowly turning to mush. So, to those of you who had wondered why I was not

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On Strike... Things have gotten rather complicated and rather dull all at the same time. For the past 4 weeks now I've been on strike. Not from this blog but from my actual job.Complicated in that being on strike involves a series of issues and rumours and tactics. Dull in that it mostly involves being on the picket line walking around in circles for hours at a time. It's like an extended

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Where'd the summer go?You know, I had really intended to post updates like I had promised in my last post but things had just gotten a little insane over the past month or so and, well they still are, but I would be remiss if I didn't keep all my reader happy and filled in on the goings-on in my hectic last month or so.Ok, so where did we leave off? Oh yeah the house for sale thingy. When last

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Relying on karma...There is some truth to the old maxim that you only find what you're looking for when you stop looking for it. The whole house hunting thing had been an education in managing one's expectations and we had resolved to stand pat right where we were and in fact had grown to be happy with the resolution. While we had stopped looking for a place we were continuing to receive the

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One of the times when my job is way more fun than yours...I was working this shoot last week that involved loading and firing a replica musket. After all the taping was done, the armourer (the dude on the left there) asked if I'd like to try loading and firing it myself before he had to clean the musket. I'm not sure that I said Hell yeah! quickly enough. So I got to load it with black powder and

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The hot burning center of the universe...You know, it would seem to me that if you're a professional touring musician it might be a good thing if you were to inform yourself about the place you're playing that night even if just enough to not insult the intelligence of the people who are paying to see you that night. Maybe political references could be kept to a minimum in countries other than

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The sucker punch...I really disagree with the Conservative party's smear campaign towards the Liberal leader. It isn't like they really give a shit about my disagreement with their strategy but I thought, you know, I might as well mention it. That the Prime Minister allows this kind of negative, nasty bullying of the fellow across the aisle from him especially when they aren't even running

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How it looks, not how it is...There's a huge difference between equality and fairness. Being treated equally isn't always fair. Back a dozen years or so ago when my ex and I were living in her first house, the initial division of expenses was basically equal but it wound up not being fair. At the beginning it was unfair to me and at the end it ended up being unfair to her. Either way, it was an

Dave Deeveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03582191325872178409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593894.post-73543789033367045412009-05-22T16:25:00.003-04:002009-05-22T16:35:00.690-04:00

Bubble my ass...Um, OK so here's the thing, a couple of weeks ago the girlfriend and I decided to move in together; an exercise that, even in your twenties when you don't have a pot to piss in, is an enterprise shot through with peril, and to do so in your 40's is another dimension of complicated what with ex-wives/husbands, kids and old mortgages among other baggage. Anyway. once the decision

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It's not easy being green...The other day I thought it a good idea to go out and get some of those re-usable bags for grocery shopping given that the local supermarket has decided to start charging for the ever-ubiquitous plastic bags. First off, it's going to make picking up after the dog into a far more trying exercise, but off I go figuring that I can make a moderate environmental statement by

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No harm, no foul...No Offence has to be the most disingenuous expression in the English language. When you use that expression your intent is the complete opposite of what the saying means. Ultimately, when you say "no offence" your intent is to say something offensive. What's more, by using the little disclaimer you are fully aware that what you're about to say will be offensive to the

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Smoke signals...With the exception of my brother, the smokers that I know all seem to be ashamed of the fact that they smoke. I don't really understand this. Politically sure, and socially as well, smokers have been made into pariahs but for some reason this status as social outcasts doesn't really seem to compel that many smokers to quit. They all claim that they want to, plan to, should really

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Darwinism at work...2 quick observations:A couple more skiers have been buried by an avalanche in the Rockies this past week. What's that work out to now? an even dozen? So these two nimrods decide to ignore the posted signs that say "area restricted - Avalanche warning" being the "experienced skiers" that they were. Sure enough they started an avalanche that promptly ate them. Despite the

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Awkward moments...So the other day I'm down in the laundry room doing, oddly enough, laundry. The girlfriend has been staying with me while her place is getting ready for her to move in. she needed to get some laundry done so I volunteered to toss her stuff in with mine. Anyway, I'm emptying the dryer of some things that quite obviously weren't mine when who should appear over my shoulder but

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The place the music died...There's this place called the Surf Ballroom in Clear Lake Iowa. It's notable mostly because it was the last place Buddy Holly played before getting on that plane and crashing into a field about 5 miles north of town. So ultimately, it's not so much famous as infamous and to be blunt there's bugger all other reasons to visit the town. Now the Surf ballroom has been

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2 curmudgeonly things...I want to go south this year so badly that I'm starting to have delirium about it. I see a photo of a beach and I drift off to Cuba or whatnot with a goofy grin until something slams me back to the reality of winter here. Now, I ski and so does the new girlfriend but that's not much solace to one dreaming of sun and beaches. I can get a momentary jolt from gliding down

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Man, will I be glad to finally stop hearing about elections and inaugurations for a little while. On the Obama front, this guy is going to have the shortest honeymoon on record. Given the incompetence of his predessessor the expectaions on this guy are so sky high that there's no way he can possibly meet them. It won't be long before the press turns on him, I predict about 2 weeks, and starts

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Worthy of lust...About a month ago, yeah it's taken me that long to post this, Roger Ebert, you know, the movie critic, blogged about this car that he'd always wanted. There's a line in the post that struck me: "Will the pulse of teenage boys quicken at the sight of the new Kia or Hyundai?" Obviously, I can't imagine that it will; which then led me to question what vehicle would quicken the

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Nobody's making any friends...So there's a transit strike on and every one's pissed about it. Some are blaming the city and some the union but it's pretty universal that no one's happy. What's surprising is that neither side of the argument seems to particularly care what people think about it. Granted, the dispute is between the city and the union and the citizens of the city are just stuck

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Sometimes you just don't wanna know...I suppose I should provide a little backstory in order for this to make any sense. I normally don't speak about the current state of my love life lest the internet smite that small joy in my life, but a tiny disclosure couldn't hurt could it? So, about 2 months ago I was introduced to someone who has since become very dear to me, more so in her case than at

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Good money after bad...(I wrote this some time ago and hadn't finished it until now. Who knew it would still be apropos 3 months later)Just a couple of quick notes on the whole financial crisis going on in the states, although my understanding of economics is limited to the musings of Levitt and Harwood.Why is it the responsibility of government to bailout companies who were speculating on an

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Perchance to dream...So, last night I had an appointment to go to a sleep clinic. An appointment I had made back when someone was being kept awake by my snoring and had convinced me that I should look into doing something about it. Truth be told, since then I had completely forgotten about it when I got a phone call earlier this week reminding me that my appointment was for later this week. One

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We've all had to deal with them...That bane of polite conversation, the right-fighter. The guy who takes a simple, interesting discussion and turns it into a battle. These guys have a light switch somewhere in their psyche that won't allow them to end a discussion gracefully. It's all about being right and they'll escalate the discussion until they've satisfied themselves that they've

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My requisite post election post...Just a few notes on yesterday's shenanigans,Elizabeth May is an idiot. She has personally set back the cause for the Green party by years because she decided to challenge a sitting defence minister in his own riding. This riding has been in the McKay family for, what? 25 years? If her goal was (and it should have been) to get a member of the Green Party into

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Just a word of warning...The next person that insists on having a loud conversation at a show I just paid 30 bucks to see is going to have an industrial accident; at least that's what it will look like by the time I'm done. I was at this show last week, an acoustic show, just the dude in question with his guitar and the hammerheads 2 seats over felt it necessary to spend the night in

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It always takes me a few weeks to get back to my self again... I had, over the summer gotten back with the woman I broke up with in the winter, or who broke up with me, whatever... Well we re-united back in May and like most re-unions it didn't last as long as the first union. Not to be-labour the point too much, we broke up again about a month ago. The reason? the same stuff that broke it

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A mere 2 months late...Here are the photos from the trip to France that undertook near the end of July. I had every intention of posting these a month or so ago but I just haven't...All in all it was a valuable experience despite the fact that it wasn't really a vacation; out of 10 days I wound up working 6 of them so when you count 2 days of travel I really only ended up bumming around for 2

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A few simple observations on the Olympics...I really don't understand how people can get so worked up over sporting events that, were they not in the Olympics, no one would care one whit about except those who participate in them. Tell me that you really care who the competitors are in synchronized diving in between Olympics?While Canadians take great pride in having more even-handed, realistic

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Another summer another whirlwind tour...I think I need a vacation to recover from my vacation. Let's see... 2 days of travel; planes, trains and automobiles, 4 days of 18 hour wordays shooting a rock video for a band I don't have a ton of confidence in, although they were very nice people to work for. 4 more days bumming around in France and Switzerland; meeting the nicest folks while staying

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Sorry-not!A couple of posts down there's a comment listed. The comment really has nothing to do with the post and has only recently been added to that particular post. I moderate comments to avoid the inevitable comment spam so I didn't get around to this one until long after it had been left.The comment is an apology from the guy my ex-wife ran off with some 5 years ago. My conclusion is that

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I suppose I can talk about this now without totally jinxing it...About 2 weeks ago I ran into this guy who happens to be the brother of a friend I haven't seen for 14 years, literally since my wedding reception in '94. So I give him my business card and ask him to pass it along to his brother should he be so inclined as to contact me. After a couple of days I get this short email, maybe 5 lines,

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Just a little out of touch...This past week there was a court case in Ottawa where the defendant was represented by his sister, a non-lawyer and won the case. So this morning CBC has this lawyer on to talk about the implications of people defending themselves. Aside from the obvious self-interest of having a lawyer speak about the need for lawyers, he went on and on about what an imposition on

Dave Deeveyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03582191325872178409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593894.post-71232088909766464002008-06-11T17:04:00.001-04:002008-06-11T17:05:54.770-04:00

Pointless and kinda insulting...Today the Prime Minister is apologizing on behalf of the Canadian Government for the Residential Schools issue. Aside from the free publicity it generates I don't understand what it is exactly he's apologizing for. This is a 100 year old policy that was abandoned 50 years ago and there is nobody alive responsible for having implemented it. It isn't as though the

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Humility's a bitch...You know how after you've been doing something long enough and often enough that you start to get complacent about it? And then circumstance turns around and smacks you back down to earth. I went on my last ski trip of the year last Friday. Yes, the day of sunshine and 26 degree temperatures, and i was on the ski hill trying to eke one more day of skiing out of a winter in

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Tired, tired, tired...Since the 3rd pseudo-relationship went the way of the dodo in the last 18 months or so, I've lost any motivation I might have for meeting, much less dating, anyone new. I've told the same stories over and over to the point where I've forgotten who I've told what story to. The same old chit-chat at parties takes on the aspect of being a chore. Maybe I'm just burned-out,

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We're all connected, whether we want to be or not...A few weeks ago, one of these public affairs newsmagazines had a spokesman from the insurance industry on to explain what the deal is with insurance rates. According to this hammerhead, all insurance in North America is pooled so that all the premiums paid for all types of insurance underwrite claims made everywhere on the whole continent.

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Counting chickens before they hatch...OK I suppose it's time to blog about this now that it's all over. A door slamming in my face was the signal that my most recent relationship was over. Not to get too far into the nuts and bolts of things, but things had been cooling for a couple of weeks now and we weren't in the same place feelings-wise; we'd pretty much never been in the same place

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It's official ...and not all that surprising really, I'm sick of winter. I've been a good sport all along, making the best of a crappy situation not the least of which is my shitty parking situation that basically came to a head this morning. During the summer my parking space is actually quite decent. I park on the roof of the parking structure and I'm only about 30 yards or so from the

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What a surprise...Apparently baseball players take steroids to improve their performance. Truly not that surprising, given that virtually all sports have the same problem. What I want to know is why is it an issue being brought before Congress? Why are baseball players being subpoena'd to appear before the government's committee under pain of Contempt of Congress. I understand that baseball

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If it's Tuesday this must be Nigeria...Once again Africa's in the news. I think this time it's Kenya, or the Congo, or Nigeria; frankly I'm starting to lose track. Is there a single country on the whole continent that's stable? (Calling Morocco or Egypt stable is really setting the bar kinda low) Corruption, genocide, natural disasters, pandemics; It's all a little too much and, as callow as

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Tumblin' dice...Once a year, every year, I take a massive tumble on the ice, something that leaves you sore and cursing and laughing at the same time. Thankfully, the tumble only comes to me once a year and this morning was the event. I was walking across the parking lot at work and quickly realized that it was a sheet of ice thinly covered with a layer of powdery snow. With this realization

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Not bothering anymore...I've never really gotten into hip-hop; I've tried, god knows I've tried but much like seafood, I buy in to people telling me that this one is unlike all the others I've tried, so I give it a go and, almost without exception, I'm unimpressed. I keep an open mind but it all seems like tuneless, heartless, entirely forgettable music. I'm not an American urban black, so I

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Opinions and A**holes...It used to be that if you just refrained from discussing religion and politics in public you were fine. It feels like that's all changed. Now it feels like there are sacred cows everywhere. Feel free to discuss whatever you like as long as you don't disagree with the accepted conventions. Apparently, there are topics that are not to be debated even in jest. Long gone are

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Stick to the point...You know, I've only peripherally been following the Picton trial and now that there's been a verdict all the news outlet have been gathering around. Mostly I've been listening to CBC and given that there's not much news to be had here; I suppose it's sort of a foregone conclusion that when 26 dead hookers are found buried on your property, you're going to jail, they've

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Tis the season for crappy music...The biggest drawback to Christmas music isn't so much that it's music with an agenda. The premise that you're writing songs for a reason other than having a good musical idea generally equals crappy music; I can't think of more than a handful of protest songs that are decent and is there even such a thing as good christian music? Most movie music is entirely

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Why they get called rednecks...There' a certain group of immigrants that wind up in Ontario, Ottawa particularly. They're singularly unhappy to be here and have no qualms about telling you so. They're not Chinese or Americans, they're Canadians from elsewhere in Canada. An immigrant from a foreign country would never be so tactless as to run down their adopted country in spite of facing far

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Maybe it's male menopause...I'm boiling or poaching or baking; I'm not sure which would apply only that my studio, due to some screwup somewhere, is currently about 26 degrees and no amount of harrassing phone calls to the people in charge of the facility seems to be having any effect. This has been going on for about a month now, ever since the building went from its summer mode to the winter

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Nodding off...You know, for some stupid reason I just don't sleep that well anymore. I don't have a problem falling to sleep or waking up in the middle of the night or anything, I just can't sleep late anymore, even when the opportunity to do so presents itself. I used to, and by used to I mean like two years ago, be able to sleep away the better part of a weekend. Now I find myself starting

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Full disclosure, well, mostly...Here's my dilemma. At what point do I let the cat out of the bag? With respect to this space I mean. When I start seeing someone and things start to heat up a little, at what point do I tell them that for the last 6 years or so, I've been writing about my life and publishing it online? I'm pretty scrupulous about not writing anything about the current paramour,

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The hangover...Figures!52% turnout, 41% of that nets a 71 seat majority; 33% of that buys only 25 seats and a measly 8% buys nothing. A win is a win whether it's by 1 vote or 10,000. There's something wonky in this system.Sometimes I wonder why I even bother!

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