Tuesday, August 26

Oh man....Only in Texas....

You have GOT to be kidding me...

On the plus side, I bet it helps with disobedient children.

Monday, August 18

Just to quiet the masses...

I'm a Ford Mustang!



You're an American classic -- fast, strong, and bold. You're not snobby or pretentious, but you have what it takes to give anyone a run for their money.


"Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.

212.2

With the kidlet on the way (and hockey season fast approaching) I finally got off my can and got back to the gym this weekend. I was reasonably smart and I didn't push myself too hard but still managed to get a half-decent workout. As much as I'd like to be able to afford to go back to train with Wesley Crusher again, that's not in the cards. So, I went back in my workout book and repeated most of a workout from about 18 months ago. I figured that would keep me on track.

I felt better for doing it and I ate pretty well this weekend.

Let the re-shaping begin (again)!

Friday, August 15

For Larry

Hey brother,

I dunno if I would brag too loudly about being a Mazda Miata. Any "more broke-down mule cart" comments and I might have to give this poster the "Where's Steph" treatment...

Remember the pic of you and Elton John? You've been warned ;-)

Wednesday, August 13

Well, whaddya know...

(Two posts in one day? WOW!)

Way back when, I drafted a suitably objective piece about one fine, upstanding citizen and his particular stance in the so-called 'War on Terror'. (okay, you can stop snickering, it wasn't even close to objective and impartial.)

I was pleased to see that the Supreme Court of Canada had a blissful moment of lucidity and refused to hear an appeal of the deportation order against Jeremy Hinzman. Kudos to the Immigration and Refugee Board for making the right call. Their only faux pas, IMNSHO, is giving him until the 23rd of Sept to leave the country.

Granted, this country doesn't always treat refugees and immigrants well (e.g. foreign trained doctors and other professionals driving taxis or washing dishes), but a line has to be drawn somewhere.

You take the oath, you stand up and be counted when it matters. Or at least have the balls strength of character to face the music when you take a stand.

Running away isn't 'taking a stand'. It is the coward's way out, and you're allowing your wife and child to suffer for your actions. Shame on you.

Buses vs. Busybodies (a.k.a. Today's Idiot)

The (Toronto) Star does tend to lean a little more to the Left than I'd prefer, but sometimes their leanings are worthwhile reads. For example, their "Fixer" series is an excellent piece that holds municipal and regional entitles accountable for things that are broken or missing (e.g. missing street signs, potholes, other repairs of a Public Works nature.)

Today's little tidbit is a llittle closer to home, metaphorically and actually. In an age where we should be actively embracing public transit, this shockingly myopic and misguided individual deems it an intrusion on her fluffy, suburban lifestyle.

Kudos to the folks at DRT who are (wisely) dismissing her concerns and supporting their passengers.

"Route change request sparks bus war"

(Edit: I wonder if the next dictionary that includes the term "Asshat" will use this 'person' as an example?)