Dryer Woes

So my dryer has decided that it wants to give up the ghost.

You know I have heard that phrase many, many times and just now, literally 17 seconds ago, I finally add two and two and got four. You see, now y'all can tell me if I'm wrong, but the term is probably in relation to one's spirit (ghost) who is attached to you, and when you die you give up your spirit (ghost) - or at least your body does.

Now before anyone starts getting on me for turning a phrase, I know that dryers do not have spirits, souls or ghosts. Gonna digress now if you don't mind.

Anyway, after getting a lot of pressure from Jenni and one of her friends, I opened the machine up. We were all thinking that the belt was bad, considering that the drum won't turn and it sounds like everything else is working fine.

Well, the belt appears to be in great shape.

Next, I have to check the motor, once I find my multimeter that is.

I do have some great news though, I found over ten dollars in change under the drum (score!), no socks though.

Something I Never Thought I Would See

A woman driving a car while knitting and talking on her cell phone.*

A friendly (soccer match) being played at Fenway Park in Boston.

A young man trying to show off to his friends on his dad's motorcycle, one of them there crotch  rockets no less, and forgetting the concept of a front brake while slamming into his friends car (who was videotaping the whole thing, for posterity purposes, of course). Wish I could find the link, it was pretty funny, with some swearing (go figure).

I saw something else today that was so amazing that I have completely forgotten about it, maybe next time.





*She was knitting while waiting for the light and answered her phone once the light changed, but that just doesn't sound as exciting now, does it?

Beware of Vampires!

I think that the Twilight series should be banned, because of this:

Funniest line:

Troopers do not suspect drugs or alcohol to be factors in the crash.

Why not?

Your Challenge

Come up with a brilliant idea, that everyone will agree to, both liberal and conservative, which will help move the United States into an era of great growth and prosperity, and leave no one behind.

Have fun! I'm off to watch NCIS, so I shall not be participating at this time.

Love ya!

What The Heck!

I think that I am going to have to boycott Blogger.

Okay, so I might be a tad bit addicted to doing this everyday, heck there have been some very bad days in here, but this is ridiculous.

I have some pictures that I would like posted on the site that do not want to be uploaded. What the heck!

Whine, whine, whine... Maybe I should get me some Red, red wine....

There once was a blog that had a point, 

then he posted everyday and I should really think these things out before I start typing them, otherwise I may look like an idiot -- too late!

Wonderful news, I get to go to a Cubs game tomorrow!! Whoop whoop!!

I'm rooting for the Rockies though.

Guess what? Chunky actually started to run today, I'm serious! He ran a quarter of a mile in between walks of one mile each. Actually the latter walk was punctuated by another run of about a quarter mile. 

I think Chunky wants his Kindle.

Chunky should also remember to get that official weight picture soon, because the first fifty pounds will be way easier than the second fifty, so... 

I really have no idea.

I'm still mad that I can't post any pictures. 

What the heck!!

Sad But True

It's late and I want a giggle, so I present the following (apologies if any are repeats)...

NEW YORK - Idaho resident Kathy Evans brought humiliation to her friends and family Tuesday when she set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire.'

It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing 'the absolute worst use of lifelines ever.'After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question.

The question was: 'Which of the following is the largest?'A) A Peanut B) An Elephant C) The Moon D) Hey, who you calling large?

Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer.'Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie,' said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. 'I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be.'

Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50.

Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon.

However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure.'Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!' exclaimed Evans. 'Darn. I think I better phone a friend.'Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question,

Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.'Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!' said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. 'Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun.'

Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon.

Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds.'Come on Betsy, are you sure?' said Evans. 'How sure are you? Duh, that can't be it.'

To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'

'I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience,' said Evans.

Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.'

Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life.'Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking,' said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. 'But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer.'

Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'

Caution...they walk among us!

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Some guy bought a new fridge for his house. To get rid of his old fridge, he put it in his front yard and hung a sign on it saying: 'Free to good home. You want it, you take it.'

For three days the fridge sat there without even one person looking twice at it.

He eventually decided that people were too untrusting of this deal. It looked too good to be true, so he changed the sign to read: 'Fridge for sale $50.'

The next day someone stole it!

***They walk amongst us! ***

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One day I was walking down the beach with some friends when someone shouted....'Look at that dead bird!' Someone looked up at the sky and said...'where?'

***They walk among us!!***

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While looking at a house, my brother asked the estate agent which direction was north because, he explained, he didn't want the sun waking him up every morning. She asked, 'Does the sun rise in the north?' When my brother explained that the sun rises in the east, and has for some time, she shook her head and said, 'Oh, I don't keep up with that stuff'

***They Walk Among Us!!***

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My colleague and I were eating our lunch in our cafeteria, when we overheard one of the administrative assistants talking about the sunburn she got on her weekend drive to the beach. She drove down in a convertible, but 'didn't think she'd get sunburned because the car was moving'.

***They Walk Among Us!!!!***

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My sister has a lifesaving tool in her car it's designed to cut through a seat belt if she gets trapped. She keeps it in the trunk.

***They Walk Among Us!!!!!***

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I was hanging out with a friend when we saw a woman with a nose ring attached to an earring by a chain. My friend said, 'Wouldn't the chain rip out every time she turned her head?' I had to explain that a person's nose and ear remain the same distance apart no matter which way the head is turned...

***They Walk Among Us!!!!!!! ***

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I couldn't find my luggage at the airport baggage area. So I went to the lost luggage office and told the woman there that my bags never showed up. She smiled and told me not to worry because she was a trained professional and I was in good hands. 'Now,' she asked me, 'Has your plane arrived yet?'... (I work with professionals like this.)

***They Walk Among Us!!!!!!!!***

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While working at a pizza parlor I observed a man ordering a small pizza to go. He appeared to be alone and the cook asked him if he would like it cut into 4 pieces or 6. He thought about it for some time before responding. 'Just cut it into 4 pieces; I don't think I'm hungry enough to eat 6 pieces.

***Yep, They Walk Among Us, too!

My Wife's New Love

My wife has found my replacement.

Yep, it looks like I had one smart-Alec remark too many, and I have been replaced as the love of my wife's life.

The children are upset about it, as you can well imagine, except maybe Andy, because he really likes the new guy. Benjy seems to be warming up to him as well.

He has many great new features; I think the main one is that he doesn't need to be awakened after his alarm goes off, again and again. Hey, in my defense, I'm getting old AND tired.

Jenni also loves the fact that he can apparently be programmed to do things when she needs them done, as opposed to, say, whenever I get around to it. She can also program how much of his new guy that she wants. I mean I can be a bit too much at times, not the new guy though, when Jenni tells him it's enough, then it's enough. She always said it would be nice if I knew when enough was enough, but it's not really my style; I like to push her buttons. Now with the new guy, she's the only one pushing buttons.

Still, you would think that hanging around for sixteen and a half years would have been good enough. Nope, she went for the shiny and new guy. One that can perk her up, on command. Again, in my defense, I am getting older and more tired - maybe I should get involved in some more exercise. That might help, right? I guess she just wanted someone that was a little more fresh, you would think that after six kids and with one on the way, getting fresh would be the least of her worries.

So should I now start looking for a new love? I mean it's not like I started this whole deal, I have been loyal to the core, never wavering. Ever.

It breaks my heart, but I do have a picture of the new guy and I will share it with you. Please if you see this guy around, kick him in the shins for me, okay?



And to think that she didn't even like coffee when we got married. :)

500 Dancers for 500 Posts

Okay, I had nothing once again, well at least nothing worthy of my Five Hundredth Post. Can you believe that I am actually posting my 500th post? Me neither.

Anyway, the title comes from the following video...



Maybe it's not exactly 500 dancers, but it has Michael Flatley in his most arrogant persona, okay maybe not as arrogant as "Lord of the Dance" but close.

So where have I been?

Uh, telling silly stories that occasionally get read, and even commented on.

Where am I going?

Hopefully, at least another 500 posts by year's end, and even more readers and commenter's. Oh and maybe some real writing jobs, and a winning lottery ticket would be really sweet! I'll let you know when I win, I am sure.

Back to dancing! NBC was feeling left out of the whole "Dancing With the Stars" craze by having an international dance contest, hosted by the one and only Michael Flatley - he's the blond one with the poofy shirt.

I think I've seen one actual dance since I turned it on, and that was a Tango.

The rest is all this interpretive stuff - I really don't get it, sorry. Now River Dance (above) I get, and it even looks like dancing.

Now we have India, and she is...

Okay, no more live blogging international dance competitions. I mean, I appreciate that they are bringing to our attention to different dance cultures, but how can these judges judge these dances, unless they know them all.

Ugh. I'm not making any sense anymore, so.

Like the saying goes, "You ain't seen nothing yet!"

Good night and God Bless!

This Just In...

P. Diddy doesn't like McCain.

Heck for that matter he doesn't like white people. But thank God he lives in these here United States of America, where he can say such crap without fear of reprisals or any other punishment that a less civilized nation wouldn't tolerate.

Now get this...

If I said the same things that P. Diddy says about McCain and Palin, about P. Diddy, I would be crucified as a racist full of hate-speech. Don't bother looking for the link on this site either, I refuse to help him out with his foul-mouthed nonsense. Fair warning, if you do find it (I believe it is on You tube), he swears.

Another thing I found out today... Lindsay Lohan thinks that Sarah Palin is a bad choice for Vice President.

Really.

That just shocks my socks off. I mean who would have thought such an upstanding young woman, of high character I might add, would want to settle for McCain/Palin, when she has the new Messiah in Obama to vote for. My guess is that Lindsay Lohan isn't even a registered voter, and will probably be too busy getting her hair done to even bother voting on November 4, if she were.

Okay, stepping down now.

Maybe.

Glad to see the Obama campaign has brought Hope and Change to the election.


P.S. - Okay no more politics this week, unless there is more stupidity to be shared.

P.P.S. - Nope, no more politics... I need a happier subject, like my next post. (quickly looking for happy...)

UPDATE: If you want to compare and contrast a couple of videos, then go here to see the Diddy video, then one from MachoSauceProductions. Night and Day. (h/t: nice deb)

Oh No He Didn't

Did I hear John Williams of WGN 720 AM just say (okay it was a while ago and I will be paraphrasing, but this is the first chance I got to complain about it, so leave me alone) about Sarah Palin "You already have four children... what are you doing trying to have another, be happy with the four you've got, blah, blah, blah..."

What the Hell?

Did I move to China or something?

Who the heck is he to determine how many children people have?

Sheesh! I shall not listen to him again.

Ever.

Period.

End of story.

What a putz.

P.S. - Jenni, can you fill in where I missed this moron talking? Your head is a better tape recorder than mine is. :)

A Stream of Screed

Don't ask!




I really have no idea where these titles come from, okay I do know that they come from my mind, but I am not aware of it until... Forget it.

• Back on the Road Again by REO Speedwagon and What's Your Name by Lynyrd Skynyrd deal with the same theme... Those godless rock -n- rollers loving and leaving them. How rude!


• Andy wants me to mention here that the Cubs have swept the Brewers, even though he has his own blog. He wants to be a journalist when he grows up, but doesn't want to journal a story about his Cubbies. Ironic, no?


• You Can Fly (From Peter Pan) is playing right now... Anybody know who wrote the song?


• John McCain's new ad seems to have struck a nerve with the Obamessiah, so he'll probably pull it and back down. I hope not, it's funny. Unfortunately I lost the link, sorry about that. :)


• This was one Big-Assed Pig, now the kid is feeling the heat from PETA. (h/t nicedeb)


• Hey the Cubs won!! Did you know that?


• My family is all back together again, yea!! All the kids have returned from their various camps; Andy -First Call (a camp for those that may be interested in pursuing a life as a priest), and the girls (Jessie and Katie) are back from Totus Tuus (I think I spelled that right, if not Benjy will correct me ), which used to be called Catholic and Cool Camp.


• Maggie is jumping off the diving board!! Awesome, now I just have to get a picture - here's one of Katie a few years ago that is one of my favorites.
• John Lynch's career with my beloved Denver Broncos is over. I wish him the best in whatever the future holds for him.
• Our CEO seems to be pleased with what we are doing here, so I guess I still have a job for a little while.
• Danny has some weird rash/hives kind of thing going on, poor kid.
• My boss won't let me off the phone, so this is getting weird here, I think, so I shall stop.

There you have it, another episode (I think this is number 2) of what just pops into my head, hope it wasn't too confusing, because it will become a semi-regular feature, unless I forget of course. :)

Have a great evening!

Can You Say Hubris?

The election is less than one hundred days away. Who cares? No seriously, who does? We have an election this year (although it has been going on almost since President Bush swore in on that cold January afternoon, nearly four years ago) that has two candidates that I feel nothing for. To me this year will be like picking the lesser evil.

The press has it's mind made up, at least the seven to one ratio of news stories related to both candidates, and chose Obama. Although it looks like more of the press is starting to get a little tired of "Mr. I'll-Just-Act-Like-President-And-No-One-Can-Challenge-Me-Obama."

The following comes from the Washington Post's Dana Milbank not exactly the bastion of conservative thinking, when it comes to their editorial board and reporters...

Barack Obama has long been his party's presumptive nominee. Now he's becoming its presumptuous nominee.

Fresh from his presidential-style world tour, during which foreign leaders and American generals lined up to show him affection, Obama settled down to some presidential-style business in Washington yesterday.

He ordered up a teleconference with the (current president's) Treasury secretary, granted an audience to the Pakistani prime minister and had his staff arrange for the chairman of the Federal Reserve to give him a briefing.

Then, he went up to Capitol Hill to be adored by House Democrats in a presidential-style pep rally.

Along the way, he traveled in a bubble more insulating than the actual president's. Traffic was shut down for him as he zoomed about town in a long, presidential-style motorcade, while the public and most of the press were kept in the dark about his activities, which included a fundraiser at the Mayflower where donors paid $10,000 or more to have photos taken with him.

His schedule for the day, announced Monday night, would have made Dick Cheney envious:

11:00 a.m.: En route TBA.
12:05 p.m.: En route TBA.
1:45 p.m.: En route TBA.
2:55 p.m.: En route TBA.
5:20 p.m.: En route TBA.

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As he marches toward Inauguration Day (Election Day is but a milestone on that path), Obama's biggest challenger may not be Republican John McCain but rather his own hubris.

Some say the supremely confident Obama -- nearly 100 days from the election, he pronounces that "the odds of us winning are very good" -- has become a president-in-waiting. But in truth, he doesn't need to wait: He has already amassed the trappings of the office, without those pesky decisions.

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It had been a long day of acting presidential, but Obama wasn't done. After a few hours huddling with advisers over his vice presidential choice, Obama made his way to the pep rally on the Hill. Moments after he entered the meeting with lawmakers, there was an extended cheer, followed by another, and another.

"I think this can be an incredible election," Obama said later. "I look forward to collaborating with everybody here to win the election."

Win the election? Didn't he do that already?

Maybe they'll start asking him some tough questions now... although I doubt it.

One Foot Identified, Five To Go

Nicedeb has the story:

One of the five feet that have mysteriously washed up on the shores of British Columbia over the past year has been linked to a depressed man who went missing a year ago, police said Saturday.
Police sergeant Pierre Lemaitre said DNA testing helped to identify the man. The man’s name is not being made public at the family’s request, said Lemaitre.

“We’re being very sensitive to the family’s demands,” he said, adding more information will be released on Monday. “They wanted the time to reach out to their immediate family and share the news among themselves.”

A team of investigators has been working on the bizarre case since the first foot washed up last August on Jedidiah Island in the Strait of Georgia.

Since last year, detached feet began appearing, floating within a few miles of each other along island shorelines in the Strait of Georgia near Vancouver. The bizarre findings baffled Canadian officials.

I wonder how they decided to pick samples to test for DNA? I mean did they go around looking for people that had missing family members, or what?

Only five more feet left to identify though.

Holy Chafing, Batman!

Some things I learned yesterday...

• Complaining about broken links that are then mysteriously fixed, without my knowing it, can cause confusion. Especially for me. Maybe mylivesignature.com was down for maintenance or something.
• Being a 1930's kind of guy/husband may not translate to a good thing, especially to ladies of the twenty-first century. But in my defense, I'm not exactly a have my wife cater-to-my-every-need kind of guy, just ask Jenni. :)
• Taking walks with the family are lots of fun, and good exercise. Not to mention the sights you can see. An example:

We were walking home last night, from the library - we all forgot our library cards so no new books! (Darn it!) Anyway, we stopped at the Batavia Popcorn Depot, a literal shack that has three popcorn poppers in it and offers your choice of plain, cheesy and caramel popcorn. It's been a Batavia tradition since 1929. Good popcorn as well, and Katie was buying (actually Benjy ended up paying because he had paper money versus the change that Katie had, because Benjy sold it to her) so all was good. Five bags of popcorn $6.50.

As we left we noticed an older man and his grandson (I assume here, but you know Tony Randall became a daddy at 77, so anything is possible) were standing by a fire hydrant. As we walk up, the man seemed a little startled, although he had to have seen us coming, we soon realized why he was so startled...

Older Gentleman: "Oh, hi."

Us: "Hello"

OG: "Do I have to bring a bag with these kids?"

Us: "Huh?" "Oh." "Maybe we should" "Eww"

You guessed it. The child, maybe three, had himself a little accident. Now, I didn't see anything on the ground, but everyone else did. I surely could smell it though, and the poor kid didn't look too comfortable. Granted his Grandfather looked a lot less comfortable, but...

Now, soapbox time... Why the man didn't walk the hundred, or so, feet to the fourteen port-a-potty's, or the McDonald's, or the restaurant across the street is beyond me. But to sit there and not do anything about the child's accident is baffling to me. I would NEVER embarrass my kids that way. In fact, if something like that would have happened to me, I would have done my best to not be noticed. True, the man did seem to be unaware of our approach, so I'll get off the box now.

• Poop really does happen, after all. :)
• Five year old children don't like to walk.
• River bugs do NOT taste good.
• Arizona Pomegranate Green Tea does though.
• Ignoring your Google Reader all night, leaves a LOT of reading in the morning.
• Being a large man that is trying to better himself by getting some exercise, can be painful. I won't let it stop me, I promise! Jenni and the kids won't let me. :-)

Ouch! A Broken Link!

That is what has happened to my signature, apparently. What do I do about it? Well, this is a start, I guess. But what can I really do about it.

Hmmm.

Have I become so dependent on the Internet to always be working that I, uh, just don't have to think anymore?

Apparently so. I mean, all I see is this red x and have to wonder, what have I done to deserve this? Followed quickly by, what did I do wrong? Who can I call?

Anybody know?

Should I become super cool and have someone design my blog, with the greatest of ease, that will include all the things that I want? Will that stop the red x from appearing? Do you even know what it is I am speaking about, I mean writing?

I am one confused man at the moment and I need to get home for some fine home-cooking. Then maybe I can figure it out.

Maybe.

In Need of a Nanny, Call Canada

Okay, why does it seem like I am picking on Canada?

This might be one reason.

Not sure though.

You tell me...


A Canadian court has lifted a 12-year-old girl's grounding, overturning her father's punishment for disobeying his orders to stay off the Internet, his lawyer said Wednesday.

Read the story, for more.

This could turn into a regular feature; "What's Up In Canada?"

If you need an example of why socialism is bad, just look to our neighbors to the north.

Oh well, I better go home to my kids, Jenni and Andy are in Ohio at a Youth Conference so Benjy is in charge...

Maybe I should call Canada.

Two brand spanking new (well on these pages at least) Meme's this weekend, so make sure you come back and visit now, ya hear?

A Burger, A Psychic, A Foot, Oh My! (and an outage to boot)

Okay in the craziness that is our world, I bring you three things. (significantly delayed by the powers that Blogger, because of an outage). Believe it or not, these things all have something in common.

A Burger by Burger King has set a new world record, and not because of the size of the patty or bun, but because of the price; $200! You heard me, Two-hundred United States dollars!! What the heck is going on?

LONDON — It's known as the home of 'The Whopper' and Burger King is hoping its latest product really lives up to its reputation. The fast-food giant launched a $200 burger Wednesday — all in the name of charity.

Setting a new record, the world's most expensive burger is available at just one restaurant in West London, England, once a week — but it will eventually be available to order via a hotline.

The fine ingredients of what is called simply 'The Burger' include Wagyu beef, white truffles, Pata Negra ham slices, Cristal onion straws, Modena balsamic vinegar, lambs lettuce, pink Himalayan rock salt, organic white wine and shallot infused mayonnaise in an Iranian saffron and white truffle dusted bun.

Celebrity chef Antony Worrall Thompson told Sky News Online: "It sounds delicious. The ingredients are very good and high powered, but why are Burger King doing it?"

You know what? That chef has a very good question, why Burger King?

Now we go north to my favorite country of weird, Canada. This is a case of the government getting a little too big for it's collective britches, if you ask me. (Sounds familiar, right?)

A Barrie mother of an autistic girl is considering legal action against her local school board after a psychic's prediction to a special educational assistant sparked a sexual abuse report to the Children's Aid Society.

"I'm in shock," said Colleen Leduc, 38. "They reported me to Children's Aid because of a psychic. Can you imagine?"

The damaging allegations were resolved by child welfare authorities relatively quickly, but the case highlights the difficult and sometimes clumsy outcome of zero-tolerance policies and mandatory reporting regulations regarding child sexual abuse.

Yep. You read that right.

A psychic.

Why, oh why, does the government believe a psychic over plain old common sense. Apparently the young daughter was showing traits of being abused, these traits included; sticking her hands down her pants, spitting, seeking to sit on cold items and gyrating against staff members. These things happen with autistic children, that don't know better, AND her class mates would perform similar actions.

Lucky for them their name didn't start with a 'V' and have a psychic point them out.

Back to Canada!!

A Foot has washed up on the shore, once again.

This is number six.

Five of the six human feet found since last summer are right feet. The one discovered Monday in the Fraser River delta south of Vancouver was a left foot.

Police will not say if the lone left foot matches any of the right feet.

So are there six people out there missing feet? Hopefully they will call the authorities in Vancouver and claim them - I'm sure they are being kept on ice.

Aren't you glad the Blogger outage is over?

Somebody NEEDS a Vacation!!

Check out this video...


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I imagine I'd get stressed out working in that space... Wow!

I wonder if he still has a job. Does it look like the one lady that gets hit early on is being held back to you? I wonder what she was thinking... Don't after crazy, it just isn't worth it.

Have a nice day.

Being Catholic = Hate Crime in Canada

Well, we'll see.

Apparently the Canadian Human Rights Commission is holding a tribunal against a Catholic priest for stating his opposition to gay marriage.

“If one, because of one’s sincerely held moral beliefs, whether it be Jew, Muslim, Christian, Catholic, opposes the idea of same-sex marriage in Canada, is that considered ‘hate’?”

The question was not rhetorical. Nor was it theoretical. Fr. Alphonse de Valk, a Basilian priest and pro-life activist known throughout Canada for his orthodoxy, is currently being investigated by the Canadian Human Rights Commission (CHRC) — a quasi-judicial investigative body with the power of the Canadian government behind it. The CHRC is using section 13 of Canada’s Human Rights Act to investigate the priest. This is a section under which no defendant has ever won once the allegation has gone to tribunal — the next stage of the process.

Read more here.

Those Canadians are taking their Human Rights a tad bit seriously, and it looks like a witch hunt. Then again, maybe it's because I am Catholic that this bothers me.

Oh but wait, don't forget about Mark Steyn who is also at a tribunal of his own, and then Ezra Levant will be coming up soon.

On the Mark Steyn trial they are bringing an American blogger, that blogged on an American website, a Catholic one at that, as proof of the hate.

I just don't get it.

H/T The Curt Jester

So What Would You Take?

Check out what this guy is planning on doing:

French explorer and adventurer Xavier Rosset is about to embark on a 300
day trip to live alone on a remote tropical island in the South Pacific. His
adventures will be filmed and used for a 52 minute documentary.Xavier’s only
luggage will be a Swiss army knife, machete video camera and a solar panel for
charging the camera. He will spend 10 months alone on an island to develop
another way of life through an exciting adventure, a return to the elemental
sources. Xavier will survive alone on an island without human interference and
without polluting emissions.

OK, so aside from the craziness of the idea, and I won't get into the whole lack of "human interference and polluting emissions" because I think that in itself is a farce and all he's trying to do is get publicity in this "green" world.

What would you take with you?

H/T - The Islomaniac