Goddess of Winter

Sitting in my car awaiting my next appointment in the freezing cold. We have a high of -12 C (that's about 10 F)...yes, I said 'high'. Sipping warm coffee and it feels like a goddess' tongue during a deep kiss, exploring...tasting...a battle royale with my own tongue as its warmth fills my mouth first...but that warmth filtering down to the tips of my toes. I look out the window and am greeted by a rather curvy snow drift. That same goddess, gazing at me from her side...gorgeous smooth skin glistening as I follow the curves from her neck and bare shoulder...straight along her side, rising at the hip before continuing down her long bare leg to her feet stretched out. This goddess is a real woman, curving where she should and not trying to [Read more...]

Whoops…I Should Have Stayed Home

It's beginning to look a lot like a snow in...but not today. We got a good dumping, but not that much. I'm sitting here in my idling car waiting for things to melt. Have to give it a few minutes to get the oil going, but I'm also being lazy about brushing off...partially because I'm not sure where my brush is. Besides, after two days at the Christmas tree farm, I don't want to wear boots today. My ankles feel like the Doberman was gnawing on them all night. I'm starting late this morning. Decided with this snow that I would wait until the traffic rush had ended...luckily, I only have a couple of afternoon appointments. Confused by my Twitter friends this morning, but that's hardly new. Between wishful thinking that I try to avoid and my [Read more...]

Christmas Trees

Spent a day working in the parking lot at a Christmas tree farm today. In essence, parking cars and avoiding grid lock as best we can. By 'we' there were five of us spread across three parking lots (aka lawns) at the farm. Only got sworn at once as I had a yahoo decide that I shouldn't tap his fucking car...too which I responded, with all due respect, had he checked his mirrors I would not have had to. An interesting expose, that is for certain. You can tell the city-folk in that they always forget something...saw...perhaps twine...gloves. Plus a few who have an attitude about those they see as country bumpkins, like said buddy who is anti-mirror. Then there are the country folk. They might drive a truck or SUV, but it isn't over [Read more...]

Bashing Americans And All That Jazz

I may lose half my Twitter followers over this one, but I'm particularly tired of the general American attitude again...I have some American friends and they know this is more about certain prevailing attitudes and not them... Good thing they have phones to call each other and complain about my words...no...wait...Alexander Graham Bell was Scottish-Canadian... Well, they can all pick up their Blackberry and...no...sorry...RIM, the manufacturer is Canadian as well...hmmm Alright...they can play basketball and listen to "American Woman" by the Guess Who...fuck...James Naismith, basketball inventor was Canadian born, eh?...and the Guess Who are good Canadian boys as well... Okay...nothing is American as apple pie, right?...except that the [Read more...]

Union Dismissal

This morning, I was discussing my dislike of unions.  I actually posted a Tweet about how union is a four letter word...with a fifth letter making triple time OT and on a smoke break. Oddly enough, the person discussing it with me struck me as pro union and the minute I mentioned the National Football League as the perfect example of a union with too much power...she claimed my argument silly and dismissed me for knowing nothing. First, I would love to have her tell the players of the NFL that their union doesn't matter...I would enjoy taking pictures of that little exchange as she was politely explained to about how serious of a union they thought it was. It was, however, the perfect example of a pendulum swung too far in the union's [Read more...]

Evening at the Theatre

First off, Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat...not bad...but it wasn't Tommy, nor Les Mis. I am not a Lloyd-Webber fan anyway, but this might be the best of his that I've seen. Admittedly, it may help that I was watching a little eleven year old face on the stage...a face that still calls me 'daddy' even though I have tried and tried to get her to cut it down to just 'dad'. It was a great evening...until her mother ruined it when my parents dropped my daughter at home. Apparently us having ten minutes with my daughter and my father stopping for gas was enough to make her mother 'panic'. A little reminder tonight as to why I am not with the woman...getting into nine years since that split. I once referred to her controlling tactics [Read more...]

What Would Fozzie Do?

"...the most sensational Inspirational Celebrational Muppetational This is what we call the Muppet Show!" Yes, I only quote top 40 lyrics. Was lucky enough to get offered tickets for my oldest daughter's show tonight. He first on stage professional job as she is one of the children in Joseph and his Dreamcoat. Tix for this show are normally near $100 after taxes. It is a dinner theatre, but it is still the most expensive show my kids have made me come to see. Were it not for the freebies, I would likely be February before I would have gotten there. As such, my day gets thrown off kilter as I scream home to feed the Doberman...and let me tell ya, he ain't impressed to be in the porch again after I got home. He gave me that wtf look as [Read more...]