Ech... no... more... puking... 
I'm slowly recovering after one hell of a wild night.

Yesterday, I spent the day with friends jumping off a dock and generally having a great time. Then, to top it all off, we headed over to a restaurant and had quite possibly the worst service I've ever had at a restaurant.

Ironically, the waiter started off after taking our orders telling us how well he could read his own writing. He then proceeded to screw EVERYTHING up. He screwed up the drink order. He screwed up the entree order. He screwed up the dessert order. It was unbelievable!! And above all, I think he tried to kill me.

Getting home, it didn't take long for me to get violently ill and start puking my entire guts out. Seriously. All of them. I don't think I've ever puked that much in my entire life and just when I'd think it was over, I'd go through it all over again.

So what did I do? Did I rush myself off to the hospital to get some doctor to tell me I was sick?

No.

My wife called Telehealth Ontario and they basically told her to tell me to quit being such a pussy and walk it off. Hell, they even told her to stop giving me any medication! "Just let him puke. It's good for him." It seems I've got food poisoning and this is about the best thing to do about it.

Now THIS is a service I don't mind my tax dollars going to!! If more people would call them up rather than rushing to the nearest doctor and costing our health system thousands of dollars, we'd all be better off!

So here I am... nearly 24 hours later... and all I've eaten is a slice of bread and half a banana... and I seem to be getting better. Looks like the nurse was right. Looks like I'm not dying.

And above all, it looks like I've got the best wife in the world for putting up with it all, bringing a cup of water to my hand every time I wanted to take a sip, slicing a piece of bread into little pieces I could chew on, and just generally putting up with my unshowered, stinky ass through this whole thing.

See? I'm not always complaining. God bless her!



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If I go up in a puff of smoke... don't blame lightning!! 
Motorcyclist killed in rush-hour lightning strike.

Hmm... flash of lightning... or GOVERNMENT DEATH RAY???

You be the judge.

Me... I'm gonna go work on my tin foil brain bucket...



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The Inauguration. 
So here it is. It's been talked about by people you don't know and you probably won't ever see it. If you do, it'll probably be years from now when the world as we know it has ended and we're reduced to surfing web archives from renegade servers dreaming of the before time when we could still think for ourselves and the Man hadn't yet let us know that he owned us all. Back when we still thought we were free.

But that's the future. This is now, and we've convinced ourselves that now is pretty good. Of course, it doesn't take much looking to see the terrible injustices going on all around us, but it's also not too hard to ignore most of it and go about our lives doing our best to create bright spots among the doldrums.

Now before anyone starts getting depressed and tying ropes around the rafters, this blog isn't going to be all doom and gloom. I'm sure I'll have some uplifting stuff to post up here now and then. For the most part though, this will be my soapbox for ranting about my views on the world around us and trying to make sense of the utter nonsense the people in charge try to force down our throats.

So who are these people I'm speaking of? Well that's changing all the time depending on my mood, what's in the news, and whether I've had enough sleep in the past 24 hours so I'll let you figure it out for yourself from entry to entry.

For today, it's the government and the press and the fact that they're joined at the hip and both managed by complete imbeciles. I'll close off this introduction first though so that can have it's own proper little box on the page.

So if you've stumbled across this place and you're curious enough to stick around, I tip my hat to you. If enough of us can band together then maybe... just maybe... the future holds some hope after all.

See you here...

Not Weasel.


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