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What a boring day!

There's nothing terribly interesting going on in the world today.

Same old. Same old.

I'm really only writing this because I'm bored and hoping I'll write something that entertains me.

It's not working.

I'm still bored. And not entertained.

Seems like a good time for that picture of the bunny with a pancake on it's head…

Women suck at the interweb.

Well… they might not, but it would appear that they think they do. Which is funny… because it's been my experience that these days they think they know everything.

If it turns out that they're actually underestimating their abilities at stuff, I'd say we've probably only got a few months or perhaps merely weeks left before they completely take over the world… by accident… without realizing what they've done.

And WTF?? Math class IS freakin' tough!! Stupid Barbie.

Poor pigeon.

Today as I walked to lunch, I saw a pigeon get slowly run over by a Dodge Magnum. The car was pulling up to the curb to stop and a bunch of pigeons were sitting there. They all sort of scrambled out of the way but one was dumb enough to just sit there and the back tire went right over it.

I hate pigeons.

If there was a story in the paper saying the city had decided to round up the whole lot of them and feed them through a wood chipper, I probably wouldn't bat an eye.

Hell, if the car had come barrelling by at 60 km/h and the pigeon exploded in a flurry of feathers, I probably wouldn't have cared.

Something about it just getting slowly crushed by the tire though really made me feel for it. Poor, stupid bird. Hopefully it's in a better place now.

I really wish I hadn't seen that right before eating.

Chivalry is not quite dead yet. Thinks it'll go for a walk.

Yesterday made for an interesting ride home on the bus. Living on the east side, we seem to get the worst of the worst when it comes to city buses. We don't expect fancy things like air conditioning or even working sliding windows.

What I generally DO expect is for the bus to get me home… with me inside it. That wasn't the case yesterday. Right after leaving the station, it was found that the bus didn't have enough go in it to drive up the first hill.

I've had days in the winter where the bus couldn't get up that hill because of the snow. So be it. I know they won't put snow tires on the bus and I understand that traction can be an issue when you're driving on ice and snow. Fine.

But this bus simply didn't have enough power to get its ass up the hill with a light load of people on it. And this wasn't a packed bus!

The solution to this was to ask all the guys on the bus to get off and walk up the hill so the bus could make it. Not all the young people, or all the able-bodied people or anything else that would make sense in this politically sensitive new world. Just all the guys. I commend the driver for taking this route and more power to him. A little chivalry should be welcomed by the world in this day of selfishness and general discourtesy. I applaud him.

So I and what I assume were all the other guys on the bus got off and walked up the hill.

I think that as we were walking, many of the women also ended up having to get off that pathetic wreck of a bus, but that's besides the point. What really irked me was what happened when we got back on.

It would stand to reason that if you had a seat when you got up to let the bus climb the hill, then you'd still have one when you got back on. It's not as though we picked up new passengers from the side of the hill. Of course, that sort of courtesy seems to be lost on the rabble that call themselves society these days.

After doing my part to get off and let the ladies ride the bus, I got back on to find some skinny blonde chick sitting in my seat. I stood there and said "You'd think that if you had a seat when you got off to let the bus up the hill, you'd still have one when you got back on." Some lady replied that of course you would, obviously not realizing what happened. Good for her. At least my thoughts weren't completely alien to the world.

And the rude little blonde chick just sat there. Ignorant self-centered bitch.

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?


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!

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.