Author: Stranded

I guess world news has shut down today...if you believe our border mates to the south. Say what you will about the Yanks...they know how to celebrate. I could do without the turkey...just not my favourite...but sub in a steak and I'm there. Food, drink, and football...who could ask for anything more? I'm currently sitting at the pub and going to watch the beginning of the Dallas-New Orleans football game. Three other clients in the place...unfortunately, I'm the only one who isn't known. A bit annoying when they talk across the room at each other over me. However a fourth guy just came in...Frenchie...who I actually do know. I'm not sure it is a good thing, but guess I'm now a regular at this place. So will have a few drinks and a [Read more...]

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light... - The Police This song is a funny one.  Is the guy being selfish, kind, or both... It doesn't even drive towards the question of 'why'.  Why is she putting on the red light?...does she need the money?...does she enjoy it? I recall my first 'red light' district.  Was rather a shock when I first discovered it in Winterthur, Switzerland...just outside of Zurich. It was the second time I was there for work.  The first time I had been, we had been staying somewhere else, so I hadn't noticed.  We were walking back from dinner one evening, it was dusk, and there was what appeared to be an apartment building across the street from our hotel.  There were a few orange-ish street lights around, [Read more...]

I'm very rarely serious. This is a problem. I need help. I mean, seriously...well, that's enough of that. I broke a sweat after three seconds of attempting serious thought...key term is attempting as I didn't succeed. There are certain advantages to this. Generally, even though they are getting to the age where they try to hide it, I can make my kids laugh at the littlest things. Realistically, after this, all else is just gravy as there is nothing like hearing your child giggle at something you did. As a flirting technique, humour is second to none. Once the goddess is smiling, it is not likely she'll say 'no'. It is, however, my burden to keep this super power in check as much as I applaud the raising of the skirt...I remember The [Read more...]

As is my tradition, I am taking a few days off this week coinciding with US Thanksgiving. Slight difference, this time in that I have to go to a pub in order to watch football on Thursday. I do not have cable nor satellite at the house, so off into the great wild I will wander. On Friday I will also watch the only film I traditionally watch every year...best Christmas movie ever...Die Hard. Nothing gets me into the holiday spirit like watching John McLane in bare feet gun down bad thieves posing as terrorists. Only difference between this film and 9/11 is that we don't know who the thieves were in 2001. Also, Alan Rickman was a much better actor than George W. Bush. As it goes, I'll watch Argyle running up the mobile phone bill as he [Read more...]

I knew that one day I would completely turn into my father...I just didn't expect it to be over Glee. Had my daughters last eve and as we are driving home to their house "Jump" by Van Halen comes on my cd player...a live version I have with Hagar providing vocals as opposed to the original Roth version. My eldest, from the back seat, gleefully proclaims (pun completely intended), "THIS SONG IS FROM GLEE!" *facepalm* I used to make fun of those silly kids that thought the quote "No one expects the Spanish Inquisition!" came from some rock band and not Monty Python...and yet here I sat, with the actual band that wrote the tune playing in the background, correcting my daughter. "Honey, this song isn't from Glee.  Glee ripped it out of the [Read more...]

So a guy sets up a web poll to decide the fate of his unborn child... Doesn't sound as funny as a joke about walking into a bar, but this is reality television, folks. Was listening to a replay of a radio discussion from yesterday with my AM 640 Toronto morning guy, John Oakley, and the American punk from Minnesota who has the a fore mentioned website. I am all for pro choice on such things. I don't like it as a birth control, but better that than an ill-treated, unwanted child. Besides, unless the child involved is mine, it is not for me to decide. However, this is the social networking generation and it seems we have finally found a way to trivialize the basic concepts. Choose life or death with a simple click of the mouse...and don't [Read more...]

Football half time was only meant for one thing. No...not beer...that's what the first two quarters are for.  No...not nachos...ditto on the timing of beer. Half time is the point of the football game when the goddess tries to distract you and get you not to watch the rest of the game. Now, this depends on a wide number of factors...who's playing...the score...whether or not she likes football...how much beer the dude has had...her fellatio skills... Although, were I a complete ass, I would say that fellatio should not distract a true football guy's attention from the game.  Of course, it all depends on his torso size and the couple's positioning as to whether or not he can see past her bobbing head...but this hardly seems fair to be an [Read more...]