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Whomever decides our schedules should be forced to eat a 10 ton pile of dog shit. Three FUCKING weekends in a row. What kind of lunacy is that I am pissed beyond belief. More later. Work beckons
Well I cam across this article in a paper from the U.K. Here is the link:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?xml=/earth/2008/04/30/eaclimate130.xml
It is just more confirmation that the enviro wackos just want to destroy the economy. They want us all sleeping in caves and eating leaves. There is one thing to want to make sure the water is clean. It is another to fear monger people into thinking the sky is falling and throw people out of work. And if these companies are killed, who is going to pay for people’s RRSP investments?
Well tommorow I am off to the warm Dominican republic for 7 days. It is time for some fun in the sun. An escape from the cold and remnants of snow.
Well here is an interesting story from the CBC. Granbma’s house got raided by the narcs. They did not find anything.
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/nova-scotia/story/2008/04/08/deveaux-raid.html
Of course the cops won’t fix the damaage. But still the question remains why they had to barge in. couldn’t they have knoced and server the warrant? But then this is Capre Breton. I guess the cops wanted to be macho. Maybe even make an episode of Cops. I can see it now. Cops racing to Tims as there is a reported suspicious powder.
Well I have started on boat number 2. Since the Sodak is waiting for parts I might as well satrt on the second project. HMS Dreadnought. The ship that started it all. I also have as a runner the boat that should have been the first all big gun battle ship. that is BB26 USS South Carolina. The funny thing was that the US Congress dickered over the cost and that permitted the British to build and launch Dreadnought. Hence the name for the world. Anyways the Dreadnought has had the engines installed. It is running on direct drive. It is a class 4 battleship. This means it has 3 guns and an all important bilge pump. It shouldn’t take as long to build. I just have to waterproof the receiver and I think I will build a water proof box to seal in the servos and poppet valves. Stay tuned for updates.
Today is one of those WTF sort of days. It must be the freezing rain. Or the nutty callers. Half a dozen of one 6 of the other. Anyways construction on the SODAK has sort of stopped for a bit. I am awaiting the shipment of some gears. Once the gears are in then I can start wiring and installing the pneumatics. I just can’t wait until I can sheet the hull and commence painting. I really can’t wait until I get this boat on the water.
Well living in HRM is a different experience. We have such a dysfunctional city council that it resembles more romper room than council room. It is pot hole season but the council is taking up time to get rid of 3 chickens some had as a pet. They wanted “fresh” eggs. Pot holes around the city are getting more and more frequent. It looks more like a WWI battle field than a road. I am just waiting for a crater to claim either a tire or my alignment. My bet is on the alignment. Don’t get me started on how long it took them to create a cat bylaw. Of course in areas close to the waterfront, people are now complaining about rats. No wonder. No cats out hunting them down. Well it is nice to know our cats deserve so much attention from the politicians. Too bad the roads and everything else does not get the same look.
Well here it is. 2008 cam in with some snow and well it hasn’t stopped. There is snow forcast for tonight as well as rain. However i wish I had booked a winter vacation. If we get more than 5 cm tonite then it would be free. But I just want to wish everyone a Happy New Year.
Ahhhhhh the Holiday season. The excitement of Christmas. The blood crazed shoppers at the mall. The annual fruitcake that will either get chucked or be used as a door stop. Right now I am so sick of charity. That’s right. Charity. or more precisely charities. You can not walk more than 30 feet before someone will either approach you asking for a donation to help the “needy” or you pass some static display requesting your donation. Whether it is the Salvation Army or some other local group raising money, I am frankly tired of it. Donor fatigue they call it. I am just annoyed to no end. Of course it is all about the “children”. Of course there are more help wanted signs out and I am thinking maybe their parents should take one of these jobs. But that would be too much to ask.
Then there are the squeegee kids that hang out and come bumming for money. Or my personal favorite the kids with a pet sitting on the street bumming for money. Maybe they should get a job as paid volunteers as taser targets. I say $50 for a few hours work. But that is a thought. So happy Holidays. I promise I will try not to be a Grinch but no guarantees.
Well it is Monday and what a way to start the work week. Nothing says Monday like snow. That white crap which for the next 6 months will fall more plentifully than Lindsay Lohan from her rehab stint. The forecast is for a cold winter. Global Warming my ass. This weekend it was ball numbing cold. Not so much for the actual temperature but for the windchill. Windchill is that extra kick to the groin. So the forecast is for 10 to 15 centimeters (4-6 inches) and the way people bought salt and gas at the Blue Canoe this morning you would think that the forecast was for 50 centimeters or more. Of course Dave gets to avoid all this snow laden crap. yes they have fires but still he gets to avoid the snow laden crap. and of course there will be idiots driving as if the streets were dry. anyways have a happy Monday.
As Homer Simpson would say mmmmmmmmmm turkey. Speaking of turkey, I have another job that was no so stellar. This time I lasted 2 outings. The job was a Dickie Dee ice cream card driver. I think I was about 14 when i did this job. Anyways The neighbor across the street got me involved in this. So this was the deal. You would drive around on this bicycle powered cart and sell ice cream. The first day I was given my route. It was up in the area knows as #2. In Glace Bay areas of town are named based on where mines used to be located. So I am up in number 2 driving the cart with the bells clanging on a hot summer’s day. Of course the day did not start taht way. Actually it was cloudy and threatened rain. And it was definitely before the age of SPF 1,000,000,000 that you need for your skin. I had a trio of 10 year olds demanding money. As well as the money they wanted free ice cream. Not knowing any better I told them to fuck off. They kept threatening to get their brother to beat me up. They got told to fuck off again and they soon left. The longer the day went, the crispier my skin got. So when I ended the day with a bit of a sun burn and about 30 bucks. So two days later I get called out again. Once again it is another day that looks like rain then turns out to be a tanning session. I had one customer that wanted to view each and every piece of merchandise. They did not believe the pictures on the side of the bike. They even wanted to haggle but I shot them down. So another 20 bucks for the collection but I had blisters upon blisters. So ends another job. if I stayed i think I would have looked like the local coal.
I was just thinking of some of the jobs that I have done in my life. One that comes to mind is when I was when I delivered pizzas for a night. yes a night. One night only in the booming metropolis of Sydney, NS. You may ask how did I get the job of a pizza delivery driver. Well i will tell you. i was asked. The place where I got asked was at a place called Island Greek donair. I had the fortune (or misfortune) to park in front and go in and order a donair. The owner of the place asked me if I could deliver Pizzas for him. The place where the pizzas was escapes my mind but it was only a few stores away from Island Greek. Since I had nothing better to do so I said yes. Well my first and only day was a Friday night. I showed up for 6pm and thus started my evening. Well it really wasn’t a place that did a lot of delivery business. As a matter of fact I only made 4 deliveries all night. Deliver number 1 was 2 pizzas to a birthday part in Membertou. Anyone who has been there, nuff said. Actually it was not that bad except that I was delivering for a kids party and well I am not sure if the kids were drinking ginger ale or beer as there were open beer cases everywhere and you could smell alcohol. I am convinced if the cops pulled me over I might have failed the breath test. Delivery number 2 was to a place that decided that turning lights on was a luxury. and just to add insult to injury that he and his neighbors decided to boycott house numbering. Well that was an adventure going to streets I was not familiar with and find a house with no number. Thank god it wasn’t 30 minutes or free. Cheap tipper too. Delivery number 3 was an actually normal delivery. And to end my night I had to deliver 3 pizzas to a place in Westmount. I dropped my cargo of pizza off and I was on my way back to the car when I heard a rather large scream and some very loud “Fuck fuck fuck fuck” from the place I just delivered. I decided to hurry and get the hell out of there just in case there was a problem with a pizza. So at the end of the night I made 20 bucks from delivery, 30 from tips and they gave me a pizza to go. Needless to say that was my last time as a pizza delivery dude.
If I didn’t think the for-casted Apocalypse of Post tropical Depression Noel was bad enough, it has been recently announced that the next BIG APOCALYPSE will be in Halifax next August. Celine Dion. Ughhhh. Could there be anything worse. image all 18 fans singing Titanic in unison. It is time to start stocking the Pepto. I can see getting a great act like U2 but to get Celine Dion to play in an open air venue ( as opposed to a rink where her caterwaul could be contained) on the Halifax common. In this case I am hoping there is a hurricane that hits the day of the concert. Or tonsillitis.
This Sunday is Remembrance Day. On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month the guns shall fall silent. With that, the First World War ended. Ever since then we have used this day to remember the sacrifice of Canadian soldiers who have given their life for the freedom of the country. I think what stands out for me every year is that the numbers of veterans is dwindling and that their stories may be lost. from the Korean War Memorial the words of Freedom is never Free ring true. So on November 11th give a thought for those that fought for your freedom.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Well it is Monday evening and I am alive. The great apocalypse called Noel blew into town and blew out just as fast. It was a tropical storm but the for some reason the weather people kept saying it was more dangerous than that. Hmmm I think that would put at Hurricane strength if you ask me but I am not a trained observer of such meteorological events. Well anyways after Juan roared through here in 2003 and left me taking fucking cold showers for 10 days, people in HRM were all set for panic. Flashlights were a non existent commodity. I made the mistake of walking into Walmart on saturday afternoon for some pictures. The mass of panicking humanity was quickly evident. I suspect the camping supply section must have been hit hard. Nobody but either a supremely nutty or brave person goes camping in NS in November. You could go to bed and wake up in a snow drift depending on the weather. As an aside, would anyone go in looking for pictures they dropped off 8 months ago and claim that they were called about them 4 months ago? I would think they would have become some objects of amusement for the Glad man. Of course this customer in front of me wants the clerk to turn the store upside down for these pictures. I just shake my head and think to myself “serenity now”. The Blue Canoe (gas station) where I work part time ran out of gas. When gas is in short supply you know the end is insight. Well Noel huffed and puffed and well some trees were down but that’s about it. The power went out in places but then again with NS Power 2 centimeters of snow will knock out power. My tip to surviving the Apocalypse is this: the weather forecasters are full of shit. The other tip is to have stuff in so you don’t have to brave the crazed shopping store zombies just before a storm.
Well the Canadian government announced it would not seek clemency for a convicted murdered on death row in Montana. The killer is a Canadian citizen. With this movie, the howl and cries from the NDP, the Liberals and Amnesty International are making the news. They don’t care that he show two people in cold blood. They argue that since Canada has no death penalty then this clown should not be put down. Well I disagree. If you do the crime you do the time. He received a fair trial and now must take his lumps. He has been sitting on death row for 20 years. I don’t think it is reasonable to expect that if I travel to another country that I am subject to their laws. We was not tried a country that has kangaroo courts. he was given a fair trial and now has to pay the piper.
I don’t necessarily think that capital punishment has worked. After all Texas would be the safest place in town. But there are some people that need killing. Here is a thought. Let’s take all convicted murders and dump them in the arctic. If they survive well they can go. Otherwise they become a food supply for the polar bears. And they become recycled back into the environment. What could be a better use for a convicted murdered. He gives back to the planet.
Who would have thunk it? The Canadian Loonie is worth more than the US dollar. An increadible year for the maligned bird. Last year I would have been happy with it around 92 or 93 cents US. Now it is worth more. Of course the big question is why prices haven’t dropped. If I go into Chapters and look at a book I will inevitably find a US price and a Canadian price. The canadian price is several dollars higher and you can not purchase the book at the US price.
Of course the retailers are humming and hawing about costs etc. Some stores have passed on the savings due to a more powerful buck. Of course the retailers are saying wait until the new year. The fact that the Christmas buying season is hear and it would help their bottom line. That could not possibly be influencing their decision.
It is now cheaper to buy from the US than to purchase locally. Of course when the dollar drops the retailers will be more than happy to boost prices to “compensate”.
Well today is Halloween. The funnest day of the year. I don’t think there is no other day that compares to it. Christmas is about family (and gifts), Easter is about God, and so forth. Halloween is fun. Pure and simple fun. The fireworks, the candy and the crisp fall air as hordes of trick or treaters fan out in search for the house that has the best possible treats. Candy Apples, chips, bars, and what ever else comes to mind.
I remember coming home with full garbage bags full of loot. There was always one house that had the best treats or gave you tons of stuff. Of course no matter how much you got it only lasted less than 7 days. Seven magical days of junk. Of course the dentists were only too happy to inflict the wrath of candy later. I bet they just loved Halloween and Easter. Candy and cavities just make for booming business.
So as I sit at work trying to somewhat pass for a vampire (the 3 days beard growth just kills it) I say Happy Halloween and enjoy the junk. And remember that sale price candy will soon be available.
The world as we know it has ended. When Dave stated that if I started blogging that the terrorists have won, well what was I to do? So I decided to try this an experiment. I am a R/C warship captain with 2 boats now under construction. Sadly I had to retire my first boat this year. The USS South Carolina was retired after 3 seasons of activity. The boat needs some major refitting that I do not have the space for. Condos do not necessarily have workshops built into the structure.
I have no illusions about this blog. It is more of something to do between calls at work. So enjoy everyone.
