The worst is over

Sweet. My blog came up in someone's search for "The worst blogs". Thanks Google.

Hope you boys in Calgary had a better day in the mountains than we had in the prairies. It was so windy today that I actually got blown over. I wasn't paying attention, when the toolbox door of my work truck flew open and knocked me ass over tea kettle. Luckily nobody was watching, but I have a huge ass bruise on my elbow. Anyway, have a good one guys, and drink a few for me (I'll be drinking more than a few for you!).

Ah Avril, you try so hard.

I recently got my first feedback on the site from my |Talk To Me| link. Here it is:

Message:
weres the dam pics yet please tell me why kelly osbourne donot have pics on here

Huh? I hope somebody I know sent this as a joke. If not, I have NO idea what kind of drugs this guy is smoking, but he shouldn't do them anymore. First of all, nowhere in my Kelly Osbourne rant does it say anything about pics. Second of all, why would you even WANT pictures of her. And third, that "sentence" is a grammatical nightmare. I can count at least 11 errors, almost more that there are words. If you're the guy that wrote this, and came here again by accident, learn how to use a search engine. And get some grammar lessons. Here are a couple links to get you started:

Kelly Osbourne Pics

Grammar Lessons

I went and washed my work truck yesterday. Took two hours. Yeah, I was bitchy, but pretty damn proud of myself. So this morning I go to unlock the door, key doesn't turn the lock. You have got to be kidding. The lock is froze. Yes, I love being late for work. So I'm blowing hot air in the key hole like a banshee, trying to get it to thaw. No luck. So I blow hot air on the key, and presto, it works!! Once again I'm damn proud of myself. Fucking eh I say to myself, now I'll be on time for work. Haha, nice try myself says back to me. I go to cross the tracks to get out of town, and there's a train. Ok, this is alright, it'll only be five minutes. After TEN minutes I see the end of the train appear around the corner, and I'm already revving the engine. But no, wait, it's slowing down. Yep, sure enough, it's stopping. Stops six cars from the crossing. It can't get any worse than this I think. Just as I speak these words to myself, no word of a lie, the train starts to back up. Needless to say, it backed up ALL THE WAY (72 fricking cars), and I was late for work. Do you have any idea how slow a train goes backward. Shit, I'm not even going to think about it anymore. Goodbye.

Kelly Osbourne....take the advice of your latest single and SHUT UP. An actual lyric from the song, no bullshit, is "blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, blah blah blah blah. That's what it sounded like you said to me". Horrible.

There, I blogged today. Good for me!

Well, here it is, my long-awaited review. Didn't think I swore THAT much, but it's all good. Thanks Lainy. I particularily like the comment about "mad rants". Sweet.

The Worst Is Over


Blue, the most popular colour in the galaxy of blogs for boys/men ;0), deep blue for the main background with a lovely mellow blue as the background behind the written entries. Links and text are a pale lemon, dates for the blog entries running down the side are in white. There are no pictures "on" the blog, but I think that it would spoil or take the look away from the blog as it looks great as it is.

He has however added a link where you can view quite a few of his photos with friends and girls, a nice *personal* touch. There is a counter on the top left showing this blogs popularity even though it has only been up since August, but after reading a few posts you realize why.


I always try to start with the achives pending that they're not too long, and that they are easy to find, homerun on both counts ;0). "If you don't like profanity, then STOP reading this now!" is the very first sentence in this blog, take heed as there is A LOT! Entries on the whole are brilliant! They are just a mass of mad rants on some of the things that annoy him, his "sheltered life" (his words) and the stories he will be able to pass on to his future generations, things he has experienced/watched and how crappy/funny he thinks they are excluding, Weyburn hockey rink, his idea of heaven with "yummy mummies". Basically, it's an average blog on the content, likes, dislikes, nights out with the lads, music he's into and everything and anything in between. He also has a few links amongst the entries, which I personally enjoyed especially "Dear Pnis"(An adult animated song)!


I think the reasons why I loved this blog so much is that he doesn't try to make it the way it is, it's natural. He has added his own personality into the blog without trying too much or going over the top. From the start, all I have done is laugh and that isn't always an easy task, lol. I think the author is the kind of "take me as you find me" kind of person, he isn't afraid to express what he feels. He is blunt, straight to the point, it's his blog and if you don't like it f*ck off - (general impression I got)! But he isn't arrogant, he just knows what he feels and expresses himself in his own words and with such humour that I don't think he is actually aware of.


This blog is not for minors or anyone who isn't of an open mind, doesn't like strong language or strong opinions. On the other hand, if you're young at heart, have a fun open sense of humour, then what are you waiting for?

I wanted to put just a few lines from this song in my Lyric Of The Day, but the whole thing is so good that I had to share it.

Thrice - To What End

To what end do we proceed to boldly
If all we are is chemical reactions
And what world have you so deftly sold me
If you reduce me
If I have no soul to touch
No heart to love
No evil to rise up above
No angels and no ghosts
No real victories to toast
If you believe that this is true
Then I must ask
To what end do you proceed
No fire in our eyes
No steel in our hearts
No magic in our songs
Are we just empty vessels?
Did I just not feel your love?
Did I not feel your hate?
And did my heart just not leap
And did my heart not break
And are these tears for naught
And are these words in vain
If this is all we are
Then what have we to gain?
What of all the art and books
Music and poetry
What of all our memories
What of our hopes and dreams
They hold no value then
We hold no faith but greed
So I must ask you
To what end do we proceed?

Don't ask me why, but as I was sitting here checking blogs, I was listening to a country radio station. I've honestly never been brought closer to tears by a song in my life. The song was really slow, and was about the guys dog, and it really touched me for some reason. It's funny how a person can feel so strongly about an animal. I've only had one dog die on me before, and it was like I lost my best friend. That was 6 years ago, and 'til this day it brings a lump to my throat thinking about him....Bud....he was a good dog. They truly are man's best friend.

I have some new pics in the "Weybs" album if anyone is interested. I'll be adding more pics of the beautiful city I live in. Keep checking back for updates. Or not.

First of all, I'm not gay (not that there's anything wrong with that). With that said, like Ali, I was bored and took the Disney Princess Quiz. Here it is...

You're Jasmine!

You are one of the first Disney princesses to stand up for her rights as a woman. While you may NOT be a prize to be won, you are still quite the hottie, especially in that red harem girl outfit. Even when things may not seem the best at home, try to remember that running away from your problems solves little. You are easily tricked and manipulated, both by your enemies and people who love you. You have a special fondness for tigers.

Ouch, "may NOT a prize to be won"? I always thought Jasmine was tres hot....I knew my instincts were right on the red harem outfit though!

Find out what Disney princess you are here.

Why the heck can't Ozzy talk? I know his brain is pretty much fried, but his singing is perfectly clear. Wierd.

NOTE: I will NEVER change my blog template. Live with it. Bitches.

I'm sitting there after hockey, bullshitting with the "older" (33+) guys after hockey, when they start to talk about their girls playing hockey. So the one guy says "Yeah, my girl was born in '97, so she has another year of initiation hockey to go." 1997!? If anyone that was born in 1981 like me doesn't feel old by hearing this, you're a better man/woman than me. I've never felt so old at age 21 in my entire life. 1997. We were driving before this girl, who is old enough to play hockey, was born. Wow.

What is it about being single that makes you regret every relationship that you've ended? I can't believe the power women have to make a guys heart melt, then break, then flip upside down. There's no point in trying to resist them either, because they're just so damn beautiful. Or it could be some kind of witchcraft, I haven't decided yet.

Is it wierd to be an ambidextrous belt wearer?

There she goes dropping the anchor on the fun ship again. Bitch.

Here are some more "potential terrorist targets" located in Canada. Boy, do I have too much time on my hands. Feel free to explore the site if you are bored, you will be thoroughly entertained. Enjoy.

P.S. My personal favorites are "Big Bruce The Bull" and "Pemmican Pete". It's all about the name.

P.P.S. This one hit home.

I heard on the radio that there is now a terrorist threat on places like Calgary Stampede Park and the CN tower. Give me a fricking break. If that's the case, I suppose they might attack the world's largest Ukranian Easter Egg in Vegreville, and the world's largest moose in Moose Jaw. Be afraid, be very afraid.

What's the deal with boomerangs? Has anybody actually seen one work like they're supposed to? How the heck did they get invented anyway? Were they a tool used by ancient hunters to cut the heads off their prey? So many questions, so few answers.

As you may know, I'm not big on "political" reading, or any grown up issues for that matter. However I highly recommend this particular article. Good find Brennan.

"With independence, the Canadians were left without a parent to suck up to and with a resented brother who was now their only real protector. Indeed, the U.S. has supplanted dear old Dad as the most important player on the world stage; this new circumstance has prompted Canadians to find a surrogate parent in the United Nations. And that's a real problem, for both Canada and the U.S."

How true.

I go out for dinner today, and one of the lunch specials is a "Chicken Salad Sandwich" with fries and a drink for $5.99. First, I wonder how a salad can fit on a sandwich. Then, I think: "I really enjoy chicken salad, and love chicken sandwiches, so I'm getting both great tastes for the same price!". So, was it the best sandwich ever you ask? No, no it was not. In fact, it was one of the worst, if not THE worst sandwhich of my life. It was these tiny strains of chicken drowning in some white, cheap mayo sauce, all placed between two ready-to-expire, thin as Kate Moss pieces of white bread. Thanks false advertising! Oh well, at least I didn't have to pay.

TURN OFF THE TV

You know you live in a city/apartment building saturated with elderly people when you get hearing aid flyers randomly dropped in your mailbox at least once a month.

Finally, a long weekend without booze!! It's amazing how great a guy feels when he doesn't drink, although I don't think that's going to stop me in the future.
Glad to see that Plew blogged about the RISK game. He gave a valiant effort, but couldn't overcome my grey wave of power. I think I may be the best RISK player that the world has ever known. How cool does that make me? Oh well, my mom thinks I'm pretty "dope".

Phrase of the weekend: "Don't cut the pnis, it'll leak all over!"

What makes it so easy for you to be walking by.....

The face of Saskatchewan is changing
New research facilities - new energy,
new ideas and resources - it means new opportunities
for scientists, guides, manufacturers - heck, even movie stars.

Heck? That's right, the Saskatchewan government's program to draw in new businesses includes that intelligent word in it's web pages' opening statement. I haven't really formulated a reaction to it yet, but check it out for yourself here. At least they're trying!?

Ok, what is the deal with Nelly and that damn band-aid. Buddy, we all know you were trying to start some kind of "band-aid" fad, but it DIDN'T CATCH ON. Give it up already. Your new song sucks too.

Anyone who plans on eating a box of Japanese Mandarin "Christmas" oranges by themselves, beware! You will have too keep up a feverish pace of almost 3 oranges per day to finish the box before they expire.

I just read the letter of the University of Arizona student who killed himself as well, but I have a little different take on it. It truly was a sad letter, and you could tell that this guy really was on his last straw. I have no doubt that he may have been treated unfairly, and could very well have had to overcome all of this adversity. This is, however, only one side of the story. When I was in tech school, there was a guy in our class (his sixth year of a two year program) that was almost exactly like the Arizona guy. He had a lot of trouble getting anywhere in the classes, and although he asked many questions which he thought were relevant, he just wasn't worthy of passing the classes. Now this guy vented to me sometimes, and you could just tell that he wasn't really all there. Most of the guys in class saw him as an easy target of their verbal abuse, but I saw at least a little good on him. This little good in him, however, was NOT good enough to gain a Mechanical Engineering Diploma. He didn't end up killing anybody like the Arizona guy, but the letter still kind of hit home.
My opinion, for what it is worth, is that you shouldn't believe everything you read. I'm sure many people in history have faced the adversity that this guy faced, and chose a better way to deal with it. The teachers, even if they were "perceived" to only be in it for the money, DID NOT deserve to die. We should care more for human life, I agree, but murdering innocent people is not the way to go about raising awareness. Or maybe I'm just a little drunk after hockey tonight. Either way, you got to the end of this blog, and I commend you for that!