Thursday, September 30, 2004


I do not believe it. The Post has made a big mistake here. This is same guy who two months ago had two columns per week! And now this!

I'm pretty pissed about this, so pissed that I think I'm going to write a letter. And ya know what else? The Monger is pretty pissed too.

The Post's loss is certainly someone else's gain. Colby's a genius. He'll get scooped up by someone out there. He writes:
There may be occasional guest appearances on the Post's comment page, so watch for those if you're still taking the paper

I don't think so, man. The Post has been put on my black list. Never again.


Update Oct 1 9:54pm- Shannon weighs in, so does the Babbler

Why it's gotta change

A'ight, this was going to be a response to Temujin in the comment section of my last post (“You Believe Him?”), but, as you can see, I end up going on a (friendly) tirade, and it would have been ridiculously long for one comment. Plus, I make enough points to warrant making this an independent post, so here goes:

First of all, I’m not really sure whether Temujin was disagreeing with me or not . . . I think he was taking issue with me claiming the NHL player salaries are based on a system of greed. I will defend myself on that point later on, and I will also display the proofs for why, in reality, player salaries have nothing to do with supply and demand. Some of my points are just reiterations of what Temujin said.

The reason that the NHL industry is sick (a point that you can deny if you’d like, but I believe the owners and GM’s [and former GM’s like Brian Burke] who say it’s losing hundreds of millions) is because owners have been allowed to sign blank cheques and players have been allowed to demand annual raises through salary arbitration and restricted free agency. Temujin makes the point well that under a system of supply and demand, our own feelings of what is fair are irrelevant . . . the only relevant issue is the health of the franchise and the industry as a whole. Temujin also points out that the more modest teams are losing players to rich teams, or are being forced into putting themselves in a hole for the sake of holding onto their stars. I’m not sure whose side Temujin is on in the CBA debate, but there is no doubt in my mind that the system has to be completely reworked in order for the NHL to survive as an industry. Yes, Temujin, I think there are times when a little healthy communism can go a long way (we’ll see what kind of response that provokes . . . hehe). So, whether we’re talking salary caps, revenue sharing, or whatever, something has to be done, and I believe that this in itself should make 7.5 million dollar salaries obsolete.

However, I was also critiquing something else in this system, which, in all likelihood, I didn’t make clear. This, again, will get me into trouble with readers of a capitalistic bent, but what can I say? . . . it’s me! Feel absolutely free to disagree . . . this is strictly opinion, and is relatively subjective.

Forgive me for not providing any source, but I recall an interview half a year ago with Bryan McCabe in which said player, offering his two cents in the CBA debate, remarked something to the effect of “well, we’re just trying to make a living here”. Needless to say, I took issue with this statement. Call me a preachy moonbat, but why the crap are we sitting back and accepting this kind of attitude? Of course, I believe in freedom of speech, but a statement of this nature makes me wish there was at least some kind of social pressure preventing such greed-ridden absurdity.

Now, I’m trying very hard to be fair. I’m not entirely against the economic system that has been a foundational staple of North American (especially American) society. If I wrote a book and it became a bestseller, I wouldn’t be unhappy at the millions of dollars I’d rake in. If I recorded a music album and it went platinum, I wouldn’t fall prostrate and curse myself for profiting by the wheels of American avarice. I mean, it’s easy for someone like me (a self-acclaimed philosopher, or at least a student of said field), making 15 dollars an hour at a small-town restaurant, to rip into American commercialism and pretend that I am somehow above and against it. I know lots of people who are like this, but when push comes to shove, neither they nor I will decline a healthy 2 million dollar cheque for some service of skill or entertainment we can sell in a free market system.

However, the money I make selling either of the two above-listed products (a book or music album) would still be money I in some way “earned” for something I did. In the case of a recording artist, there is most often an agreement between the artist and the recording company allotting a certain percentage of profit to each party. If the artist fails to bring in any cash in sales, then they won’t get paid, and the agreement will (inevitably) end. In the case of an author . . . well, I’m sure there is something similar here, but I confess to being basically ignorant in this area. However, the NHL has a players’ union which turns these concepts on their head. Argue all you want that players are paid according to how many fans they attract . . . this is completely false. It’s impossible to attribute a team’s fan base to one player, and it is equally impossible to determine what percentage of a franchise’s monetary income is due to one person. These are completely subjective terms . . . you just can’t determine how much a player is actually worth in this system.

Now, take a look at the system we have. A player can go from relative obscurity to stardom, and suddenly you’re faced with the complexities of a system that demands you offer multi-year, multi-million-dollar salaries, with all sorts of monetary bonuses provided in the event of future stellar performances. Owners are forced to conform to the status quo, regardless of whether their franchises can survive under such discrepancies. In this sense, one wealthy franchise can pretty much determine for the entire league what a player is worth according to his production, and this in itself can become the undoing of an industry. For example, twenty-five goals a season in Anaheim can mean something completely different from twenty-five goals a season in Detroit. To create a league-wide median based on the success of a player in one of these markets is to cheat the other, because they are each involved in a completely different set of circumstances.

The most striking flaw in the system comes in this: that after being rewarded for a great season, the player now has leave to recede all the way back to relative obscurity, but the team is still faced with the dilemma of either paying him or trading him. In other words, the owner is stuck having to pay someone who (in some cases) you can no longer argue is bringing in even a fraction of the team’s revenue . . . or he can attempt to find someone stupid enough to trade for him and his bogus salary. Therefore, our current system allows a player to secure his foreseeable future, based not on his own worth within a working system, but on his ability to produce one or two good seasons. Then he can become a fat deadbeat for all it matters, and he’ll still see his bank account balance augmented by a healthy 7.5 million annually. Jeremy Roenick is a case in point.

I realize that the owners should be held responsible for their decisions in signing contracts. In my mind, they’ve been as stupid as the players have been greedy. I’m not just saying that Roenick shouldn’t be paid because he’s faking his injury, nor am I looking at this one isolated issue as one isolated problem. It’s the deeper (route) issue of monetary discrepancy within a failing industry that I’m attacking. Players have been allowed to work us all over . . . pretending that they’re actually worth upwards of 3 million dollars to our teams, when really, what most fans (at least Canadian fans) are looking for is some grit, heart and determination. We’ve sat back and allowed the Nero of hockey, Bob Goodenow, to convince the players they need more money, and in our blindness we’ve accepted his gospel, and the gospel of the players that says a star should make (in essence) six to ten times more than his teammates, despite the persistent rhetoric ascribing team success to all twenty-whatever men in the locker room.

No, NHL player salaries really have nothing to do with supply and demand. The fact that a player can still be paid for a non-existent season is a perfect example of this. If there was a season, and you could somehow prove that Roenick’s fan-appeal on its own brought the team 7.5 million dollars, then I could understand you paying him that kind of money. But in reality, you can never actually determine what he’s worth to the team in a given year, and now he’s being paid his usual salary despite the fact that the franchise itself it making (basically) nothing at all! This, combined with the avaricious attitudes prevalent in locker rooms around the league, manifested in the immortal words of Bryan McCabe recorded above, are all the evidence I need to convince me that NHL players are way overpaid, and the industry needs to change.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

You believe him?

Missing out on the world cup of hockey wouldn't be such an enormous sacrifice if it meant securing another $7.5 million for the year 2004/05. So what's your response to Jeremy Roenick's demand for payment this year? Don't forget: he's become known for sustaining a concussion and then coming back later on in the same game. He's the kind of resilient player who you'd think could pull through any physical adversity if he really wanted to. I can't say for sure because I'm not him and I'm not his doctor, but I'd say the chances are pretty good that if there was a stanley cup on the line, and his $7.5 mill was guaranteed, we'd see him sporting Philly's orange-and-white and playing his heart out. In fact, I'd even say that if his salary was guaranteed, he would have played in the world cup of hockey. But we all know how far greed has been allowed to go in the NHL. Say what you will about the benefits of capitalism and a free market system . . . NHL players don't deserve 7.5 million a year any more than a fat man deserves to get rich because of the quality (and quantity) of McDonalds food.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

My article for NPI had an effect!

Remember that article I wrote for NPI awhile back? Well anyways, it won a gold medal :-)

But I'm not going to gloat. Instead, I need to point out that today on CBC Radio's program BC Almanac, the discussion centred around the proposed statue for draft-dodgers that was supposed to be built in Nelson, BC. I say supposed to, because it seems the project has been halted due to backlash! Via the above link, there is a downloadable .ram file which contains the entire program. Our good friend Isaac Romano (who was a main figure in my NPI article), called into the program, and got his candy-ass horse-whipped by a Vietnam Vet who was NOT IMPRESSED with the proposed "statue". I was at work, driving in my van when I heard the show, but I had to get out because I was in the middle of cleaning a carpet (d'oh!). But what I did hear was Romano changing the subject, espousing lame-ass pacifism and non-violence, and generally evading every point the Vet brought up. Remember, this is the same guy who wants George Bush tried as a war criminal.

It seems as though the project may not go through, because the town of Nelson has had its reputation put through the ringer. Think about it though: American tourists spend their dollars in the next town down the road... citizens in Nelson boycott any business that supports this project... others who support freedom look upon the town with disdain...
not exactly what the Chamber of Commerce for Nelson wants to see (let alone other capitalist enterprises)!

So that's the story. Remember, you heard it here first.

Oh yeah, and go read my award-winning article.

Update 1:10pm- Here's a link to the story. What a lame statue.

Monday, September 27, 2004

The 21st Century Republican!

Once again, NickD proves that he is a brilliant, terrific blogger.

I know you all read him daily like I do, but I just gotta link to him. And that's all I've got to say about that.

Taiwan wrap-up

The Asylum has a nifty post about Taiwan. It seems this time of year is important both historically and culturally.

And as for the apology, there is no need! That story is obviously false. Any group of people (ie Mongols of the 13th century) that has this timeline in its history would never fall for such a trick!

Munkh Tenger Burhan!

Sunday, September 26, 2004

Rumble in the Northwest

It would seem that Mount St Helens, in Northwestern Washington State, is making some noise.

Just in time! A bunch of my college friends are going to an upcoming Seahawks game. I wonder if any of them feel like going on a nice hike...

The world is a better place

Well, that's one less piece of shunt that will be breathing our precious oxygen. Not a moment too soon, either. It's too bad they couldn't string his guts up from the nearest telephone pole as well, but I suppose any kind of dead will do.

Update 8:51pm: A quote from that obscure law professor in Tennessee: He will not be missed.

A picture is worth....

...a thousand words indeed. More great stuff from Cox and Forkum.

NFL madness

I've been hackling and trashing the NFL lately, but after this absolute thrill- ride, I may have to change my tune.

Of course, NFL fans in Atlanta had to endure this monstrosity, so maybe that tune will continue a little longer.

Worst Weekend Ever.

I've been feelin' like crap all weekend. It started out Friday morning with a bit of a sore throat, and quickly became a full-blown assault on my immune system. What is worse, is that I worked all day Saturday cleaning a furnace system. Oh but wait, it wasn't just one furnace system, it was four friggin furnace systems in one building! GRRRRRRRR!
I hate cleaning ducts. Hate it hate it hate it. I have ever since I did it the first time, and my feelings have not changed one bit. I never want to do it again, and I'm actually going to have to tell my boss that. I'm not sure what the result of that move will be, but I'mm willing to take the heat in order to avoid doing it again.
My fellow co-worker doesn't mind them so much, but for him it is understandable. First, he makes a heck of a lot more money than I do. Second, it is a welcome switch from cleaning carpets all day, every day. Third, it doesn't cause him any stress because he knows exactly what to do and when to do it. He has taken apart a million furnaces, and reassembled them. He knows furnace duct systems like nobody else. All of these things are polar opposite with me. I make a wage barely over the minimum standard in British Columbia. I have just gotten to liking carpet-cleaning, and I happen to think I do a pretty good job of it. I'd much prefer to have some normalcy in my job: I come to work, know what I have to go, and go home when I'm done. As well, while my co-worker is trying to explain to me the procedure, it goes in one ear and straight out the other. It was so intensely frustrating, you cannot even imagine.

I was going to post upon returning home from work, but I was so sick and tired and upset that I was sure I'd go on a million mile rant that would need an extreme bad taste alert. Instead, I went home and drank nearly an entire bottle of red wine. Let me tell you, it sure made me feel better.... for about four hours! And then... well, I'll spare you the gorey details! It was not a pleasant morning.

Thankfully the Pei master has returned! I'm one step closer to returning to the Fraser Valley. After the weekend from Hades, I'm ready for a move.

Saturday, September 25, 2004

Certainties and uncertainties

As Temujin will tell you, I'm not the kind of person that will commit completely to one side on an issue (or one political side in the time leading up to an election) without feeling personally confident in what I'm supporting. Well, I suppose most people are like this . . . but I happen to have a very critical mind, and I tend to see more of the bad in everything than the good. For this reason, I probably wouldn't make a very good president of the US, or prime minister of Canada. If I was involved in politics, I'd more likely be a consultant or adviser . . . after all, every Arthur needs his Merlin.

Likely most of you are aware of the existence of such slogans as "Anybody But Bush '04", which I discovered, only yesterday, also exists as a bumper sticker. I first noticed this sticker travelling Grandview street (Vancouver) on my way to school, and I was immediately struck by the idiocy and irresponsibility of such a statement. I realized that there really are people in the world who, in the name of opposing a war that they have some scruples about, are willing to put absolutely anybody else in power in order to avoid re-electing somebody who shakes them up a little.

As far as my observations go with George Bush, I can say that as much as I can understand some people's opposition to the war in Iraq, I feel basically confident that Bush is a man who is doing what he believes is right. He sent troops to Iraq knowing that it would, in all likelihood, compromise his chances of being re-elected in 2004. One can carefully observe pretty much everything he has said over the past three years since 9/11, and there is a remarkable consistency in his approach to terrorism and the need for American intervention in a world of chaos and uncertainty. Whether or not I agree with him about going to war, I respect Bush as a leader, and I find it disgusting that the liberal left feels no shame about comparing him to Hitler, and suggesting that he had fore-knowledge about the 9/11 attacks. Further, I don't believe in looking at the whole war issue and simply assuming that, since war brings about inevitable death, it is wrong. There have been some irrefutably positive outcomes in the war to this point, the capture of Saddam Hussein being among the greatest. How John Kerry can look at that very fact and still argue that Iraq and the world are more unsafe since Hussein's capture baffles me.

Now let's turn our attention to Kerry. Here's a man who is the very embodiment of everything that I detest. If you have read my posts in the past, you may have picked up on a little theme: that I make it my goal to rid myself of any masks of pretension to which I believe all humans fall prey in the course of their lives and relationships. I'm a firm believer in saying what you feel is right, and living it out, no matter what others around you may say, do and believe. There are people in this world who seem to do the absolute opposite of this. In the name of opportunism or advancement, they will say whatever they think somebody wants to hear. Kerry is just such an individual. It would be completely pointless for me to go heavily into detail about this. If you frequent any (well, almost any) of the blogs on our sidebar, you are probably well aquainted with Kerry's tendency to waffle on almost every issue known to humankind.

And so I ask you: are you willing to trust a human being whose only concern in this run for presidency is to get your vote at all costs? Will you ignore the facts that are so clearly laid out before our eyes: that John Kerry will say anything, will tell any tale, will stab any back, in order to get himself into the metaphorical pants of American government? What we're dealing with here is a megalomaniac who, since day one, has been attempting to make himself appear more than he is. And what disgusts me is that people are willing to vote this guy into the presidency, simply because he isn't Bush. Well, I guess people can do what they want, but I know that for my part (although I won't be voting, since I'm a Canadian), I would be more willing to trust someone who hasn't characterized himself as an unethical power-monger.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Potholes and Politics

The very first car I ever owned was a 1972 Ford Pinto. It was beautiful. Green with that wood panelling on the side... big-ass two-door station-wagonesque design... breaks that hardly worked... and a pimpin' am/fm radio.

Which is why Michele's latest metaphor on the Kerry campaign resounded even more with me than her other posts do. It's a good read, so be sure to check it out.

And what to my wandering eyes did appear?

But a Colby Cosh link, to which I shout a good cheer!

I'm in the BC Section... and I'm mildly inclined to look over Shannon (still in Ontario), make moose antlers with my hands on my head, stick out my tongue, and go PTHTHTHTHTHTHTH!

But I'd never do something as immature as that.
Thanks Colby, you're MY favorite Post columnist!

When does a football look like a helmet?

When it's the dying seconds of a CFL football game, that's when. I just finished watching the Lions/Stampeders game. The Stamps were on the goalline, down by 6 and with half a dozen seconds left to play. The Lions stuffed them on first and second down. On Third down, the Stamp running back bowled into a pile of guys, and was downed before crossing the goalline. However, the referee called it a touchdown, even though the only part of his body to cross the line was his helmet.

What a crock of horsepucky! I'm so disappointed! BLAST!

So, the Lions fall to 9-4, while the Stamps are 3-10. No link available on any of the sports websites, but trust me, this blown call will be talked about for a long time.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

How Long?

It's been a month since den Beste posted anything new.
This begs the question... How long?

How long
Before you drench the barren land
how long
Before we see a righteous man
How long
Before your name is lifted high
How long
Before the weeping turns to songs of joy
How long
Before your glory lights the skies
How long
Before your radiance lifts our eyes
How long
Before your fragrance fills the air
How long
Before the earth resounds with songs of joy

"How Long" - Petra

I'm sure he'd be pleased by my bastardizing of a comtemporary Christian tune. hehe.

And since I'm talking about hero's

Scott's mom would've been 59 today. Now THERE'S a hero if ever there was one.

I wonder what it was like to hear the words "well done, my good and faithful servant"? That must've been quite something. I betcha she was every bit as humble before the Lord in heaven as she was while on earth. What a great lady.

Keep on keepin' on, Scott.


That's all I'ver got to say, wow(gotta scroll down a bit to read the post).

Nice find, Styx.

Reason Number 300 to send troops to Iraq

Kidnapped Canadian Woman saved in Iraq

NORTHERN IRAQ - A U.S. National Guard unit assisted in the safe return of a Canadian woman who said she was held captive for 16 days in northern Iraq.

Thank you so much! We owe you a debt of gratitude. It's a good thing you guys are on top of things, after all, there aren't any Canadian troops in Iraq to defend the innocent.

Foreign Affairs Minister Pierre Pettigrew said Ottawa was aware 38-year-old Fairuz Yamulky had been kidnapped and had been working on the case.

Translation: Minister Pettigrew sat in his nice office in Ottawa twiddling his thumbs, watching his Petti.... errr... grow.

Yamulky, who had lived in Calgary, was flown out of the area in a Black Hawk helicopter which had been on a routine mission on night patrol, the Chicago Sun-Times reported.

Mighty fine piece of technology, those Black Hawk helicopters. But that's just fine, after all, we've got Sea Kings, Griffons, and the mighty Cormorant defending our people and our shores!

It is believed an Iraqi national helped secure her freedom.

That Iraqi National needs to compensated FULLY for what he has done. He's a hero, and hopefully a rich hero soon, all things being fair.

Speaking Wednesday in New York, Prime Minister Paul Martin said Iraqi national forces and U.S. forces were involved in Yamucky's rescue.
"I was at lunch with [U.S. Secretary of State] Colin Powell and I thanked him for their role in that," said Martin.

Could you PLEASE thank him by offering to send some troops over there??? PRETTY PLEASE!!!!!????? At the very least, make a statement of support for the establishing democracy in Iraq. COULD YA DO THAT FOR ME, OH FAITHFUL PRIME MINISTER?????? Anything less is not really "thanking him" now, is it? "Oh thanks so much for risking your life to save a citizen of my country in that land you illegally declared war on..."

The U.S. army confirmed that Yamulky was held for 16 days, though she was not on any official missing persons list.
Yamulky works for GSF Cement and Sand Company which does business in Baghdad.

Once again, we see the true nature of our enemy. They don't give a flying fiddle whether its a Canadian, Brit, Turk, Italian, Spanish, or Mongolian hostage. Although an American may be an especially nice feather in their 7th century cap, they don't care about nationalities! If these bastards had the capability, do you think for one iota that they would stop before destroying us and say to themselves:
"Hey, Ahmed... let's not blow up those folks, they're Canadian after all"
"Oh, Muhammed, aren't they those polite, politically correct, hockey-playing appeasers?
"Yes, let's just leave them alone."
Instead, it'll be more like: "INFIDEL! KILL KILL KILL ALLAHU AKBAR!" BOOM!
The minute the Prime Ministers office realizes this, the happier and safer I'll be.

Her neighbour in Calgary, Sabrina Zelensky, says Yamulky returned to Iraq to help rebuild her homeland.

Hopefully she won't be the last Canadian to help rebuild Iraq.

Apprently she even suffered at the hands of her captors. She was visibly bruised, and had been tortured. Via the Globe and Mail, this quote from Yamulky's father:
"These people are criminals; what else do you expect from them?"

At least he gets it. Maybe the PM should take a listen.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Crazy Lazy

I've been a lazy-assed slacker, and it shows by the lack of posting. Actually, I haven't been that lazy, work has been stupidly busy. But alas, I'm afraid this drought may continue until the weekend. Blech!
On the good side, I got a sweet email from the Drill Wife, who told me to check out this. Since I know better than to argue with a Southern woman, I immediately checked it out. And whattya know, it's a most worthy blog indeed! A sample:

The Swift Vets are releasing a new ad with a $1.3 million buy in Battleground states. The ad is available for download at

The ad focuses on Kerry's secret meetings with communist leadership during the 1970's. Not exactly what he wants people to hear about while he's busy trashing the Iraq War. The last thing Kerry needs is for people to start reminding the public about his anti-war, borderline sedition activities during Vietnam.

I concur.
So I guess that's about all for the time being. I've got some fabulous ideas in the works. I've been thinking a lot at work about stuff I want to blog about, so it's just a matter of time.
By the way, this is a great article. Hehehe, silly Kerry. Maybe he'd have better luck in Canada.

Monday, September 20, 2004


I love Cox and Forkum cartoons. the Kerry vs Kerry one is hilarious!

And speaking of missing persons...

Where the heck is Sabi?

More mad props for those on my sidebar

They are there for a reason!
The 21st Century Republican has a must-read post on John Kerry's fumbling Presidential candidacy.

He sums it up better than I ever could. Well done, and may you have good fortunes at the Marine boot camp. I'm sure you'll make your family proud.
No better friend, no worse enemy.


The Soft Green Glow has a piece on Michael Moore that is well worth reading.


Someone did a google search of Simone Koo, and came across my site. I wish she'd start blogging again. It's been months since she posted anything. Maybe she graduated from Georgetown and is off making oodles of money. Or else she's travelling the world having exciting adventures.

I'm so stinkin' jealous.
I'll never link to her again. Hmph.

Where, oh where, has my Asylum gone, where, oh where, can she be?

I wish the Asylum would update her blog more regularily. Not only so I can hear about all the craziness she's getting into, but also to hear a first hand perspective of life in Taiwan. What's the political situation like? Is the crime rate high? What is Taiwan's role in the world? How is the relationship with China right now?

Inquiring Canadians want to know!


Denver 6 - Jacksonville 7 (attendance 70,000)

British Columbia 36 - Edmonton 33 (attendance +/- 30,000
Winnipeg 44 - Toronto 34 (attendance 25,000)

Which game would you rather see? a 7-6 snoozer, or an aerial assault, high-flyin', record-setting game? I know which one I'd rather see!

Winchester Beer? Glock Whiskey?

Not yet, but there is Kalashnikov Vodka!

Gives new meaning to the term "a shot of vodka"!

Bizarre day in the news

I watched a newsstory today (sorry, no link found) about a 3-year old boy who called 9-11, rescuing his mother. She has a history of having a bad back, and was walking in her home when something popped in her back, sending her sprawling to the floor in tremendous pain. She managed to scream "call 9-11" to her three-year old boy before falling unconscious. The frightened boy picked up the phone and dialed, and told the operator that "my mommy has fallen". The operator collected the needed information, and help was on the way within minutes. It was a nice story that brightened my otherwise average day.
In other news, a man in Toronto attended, in living person, his own funeral. I dunno about you, but that seems a little odd to me. I must admit though, there is a certain appeal to it! I feel sorry for the poor guy in the casket... no one cares about him, and they'll probably never find out who he really is!
Oh yeah, and those stupid f*$%ing terrorist bastard ass-pirates have beheaded another hostage. I console myself with the fact that whoever did this will pay. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but they will certainly pay. I'm so glad I don't belong to a culture of death.
Oh yeah, and 600 people died in Haiti from Hurricane Jeanne. I've known a number of people who have spend time in Haiti at orphanges and the like. The way construction is in that country, I'm surprised more people weren't killed. They never even stood a chance.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Yonder Contest

I just submitted my entry for Joel's T3 Contest. It was a rush-job, but I think it is intersting and informative, if nothing else.

I'm going to kill some Vietnamese now. Be back later!

Saturday, September 18, 2004


Argh, pour another drink for th' Captain, argh! Shiver me timbers! Batten down th' hatches, ARGH!

Welcome aboard, Pirate.

The Stanley Cup

The most glorious trophy in all of sports.

Colby's got an update on whether the original trophy can be played for, in the event of the NHL season being concelled. I'd love to see a non-NHL tournament for the cup. That would rule.

As well, it seems that he has updated his blogroll... *ahem*... still no WCC link though. Sigh... perhaps if I shamelessly ass-kiss a bit more, his royal excellence will drop a link my way.

No smoke, no fire

Go congratulate Nick, he's quit smoking. As anyone who has smoked knows, it is stinkin' hard to quit. I've watched both my parents struggle for years to break the habit, only to go back.

More excellent pontificating

I link to this guy a lot, but it's because his writing is just so stinkin' good.

That's exactly what I want to say, but I couldn't find the words to put it like that.

Here's a good one

Hehehehe! What a fantastic idea. "West Coast Chaos" is pretty pimpin' on it's own, but from now own, we shall be known as
Big Playah W. Wicked

As well, I will no longer be Temujin, but
Treacherous Temujin Dazzle

Stanley Cup ring to the Leather Penguin , who also points out this sad news.

UNrelenting attack

Jeff says it better than I ever could.

I still say he is Jon Stewart's long lost twin brother.

T3 Contest

Sunday night is the cutoff for submissions to the NPI T3 Contest. I've been a lazy deed, and have yet to start on am article... although I do have an idea in the works. I'm hoping Pei will submit something as well, but apparently he's working today (it's the weekend, man!).

To all those faithful readers out there who are on the bubble ("Hmmm, maybe I should submit something")... don't hesitate any longer, DO IT! There is no harm in trying. Who knows, you may be the next gold medal winner. There's plenty of stuff going on in the world to write about, and this is a great opportunity to get some exposure. Not only do you get front page coverage on NPI, but you get a link on my sidebar for the week as well! 14 people will see your link and potentially click it! How can you pass that up?

Need a topic? How about asking the question, "When will the Struggle Continue?"
We miss ya, Brian!

Friday, September 17, 2004

Home Sweet Home

Go give Shannon some good BC Lovin', she's homesick.

Keep on Keepin' on, Shannon.

Legal Age to Drink

Some Obscute Law Professor in Tennessee wrote in his blog his thoughts about the legal drinking age in the US.

Here in good ol' BC, the drinking age is 19. For those fortunate enough to leave in or near Alberta, you've only gotta be 18 to enjoy a brewski. Perhaps this is one area where the Europeans have it right. Most countries in Europe (ie Germany, Italy, Greece) don't really have a drinking age limit. I don't have any stats to back me up, but I bet you don't see in those countries the kinds of idiocy that occur in North America with underage drinkers. Not to mention, if a 14 year old wants to get his hands on some booze in Canada, it is easy enough to do. The law hasn't even come close to wiping out underage drinking.

It makes for an interesting discussion though. I'd don't necessarily agree with doing away with the law altogether; it would bring absolute chaos! But cops do have better things to do with their time than break up the teenage mating ritual known as the bonfire.

Mmph, mummph... erhm...


"Jesus is a socialist, no doubt about it. And he's angry too."

(From the Comments Section of this post)

Silly Victor, that isn't Jesus you're talking about, that's Jong-Il. Now HE's a Socialist. Wouldn't it be great if everyone followed this teeming bastion of socialism? I think not.

And another thing, you babbling bag of blistering barnacles: Don't you ever, EVER quote a passage from the Bible on my blog without careful exegesis. Pulling up a verse and using it to suit your own opinion is a terrible hermeneutic. Hell, I learned that my first year at Columbia. You'd do well to analyze the passage a bit more, dear comrade. Specifically, a word search on the term "camel" may be rather revealing. What is worse, is that after quoting Matthew 19:24, you go on to say:
It's time you supposed Christians paid attention to the Sermon on the Mount.

Last time I checked, the Sermon on the Mount was found in Matthew 5 & 6.
You truly are certifiably certifiable.

Update 8:06pm- I've gotta say one more thing. I am pro-choice: I believe strongly in making choices. The trouble is, people make BAD choices. And when people make bad choices (Christ knows, I've made a few), they need to deal with the consequences. Too many people want one without the other, which is why there are so many damn apathetic, irresponsible, lame-ass people on this planet. That's why Seth's quote is so absolutely meaningful.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

The terrorists show their true colors, again.


KABUL - Afghanistan President Hamid Karzai escaped an assassination attempt Thursday after a rocket was fired at a U.S. military helicopter carrying the leader.

I'm glad he escaped unharmed.

Karzai, who was to attend a school opening, had to abort the trip.

Well, imagine that. Terrorists unleashing havoc at a school! Well, that's certainly a first, isn't it? I'd better calm down, I can sense my blood boiling already.

...spokesperson Major Mark McCann. "It missed and landed about 300 metres from a school in the vicinity of the landing area."

Thankfully no one was hurt. According to this CNN article, Karzai was actually attending the opening of a new roadway (leave it to the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation to screw up the details). Nonetheless, those terrorist bastards have once again proven that they care nothing about innocent human life. It enrages me that they are still breathing my precious oxygen!

Afghanistan WILL have elections in October. 10 million people are registered to vote, 4 million of which are women.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Lucky Number Eleven

Ryan's got some spooky facts about the 9/11.

Go give his blog a view, he's a newbie (and he lives in Ontario, the poor fellow).

More Sweet, Sweet, Victory!

This time, it's personal.

Yours truly won the Gold Medal in Joel's T3 Contest! You can read my winning post here.

My first (and somewhat natural) reaction is to gloat, gloat GLOAT! But I need to refrain this time. The silver and bronze medal-winning articles are both extremely well written, and it is an honor to be counted as the best of the bunch.
I encourage you all to read all three articles, and leave comments with what you think. I know my post took quite some time, and I'm sure that's true of the other too as well.
A hearty thank-you to those responsible for selected mine as tops, and big thanks to Joel for both hosting this contest, and for the increased exposure this has brought to my blog.
If Pei submits an entry next week, West Coast Chaos will be back-to-back winners!

Update, 8:42pm- I've added a section to the blogroll that lists the blogs of the medal-winners. In the case of an entrant that doesn't have a blog, I've linked to the article on NPI. Go check out the award winners!

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Michael Coren: Supreme Squeege

Well, that's something! Michael Coren has... errr... come full circle:

I am convinced that the church founded by Christ is the Roman Catholic Church and that Jesus gave earthly authority to Peter and his successors, down to and beyond Pope John Paul II.

I believe that Jesus is present on the alter during the Mass. I believe in the seven sacraments.

He was a Roman Catholic, become an Evangelical, and now has returned to the Roman Catholic faith. You don't see that very often. I hope he's happy with his... errr... new faith. And although I now thoroughly disagree with a lot of his theology, I firmly believe that he is entitled to join (and re-join) whatever religious group he wishes.

It just seems really namby-pamby to me. Not to mention, the guy has like, zero credibility now, and comes off as a complete phony. Good luck with purgatory, pal.

(Stanley Cup ring to Colby)


Sweet, Sweet Victory.

Well done boys. Now, if my prayer is answered with an "affirmative", this will be a terrific week.

Sidebar: check
World Cup: Check
NHL Collective Bargaining Agreement: pending

Monday, September 13, 2004

Well Gloryoski!

Check out the sidebar! Is that what I think it is???
Allahu Akbar!!!! ULULULULULULULULULULULULULULU!!!!! I Ululate in God's general direction! Huzzah! It's baaaaaaaaack!
Now let's just hope that this isn't a sly trick! I know for a fact that God has asense of humour, and I don't have a lot of faith in Blogger templates anymore!

There is some justice in this world

Bwahahahaha!!!!! Stupid bastard got what he deserved! Tee hee, tee hee!

Stanley Cup Ring to Dawn Olsen (who makes Allah's pants feel funny)

Good News for W

Scott's Election Projection says W has a healthy lead at this point. Woo Hoo!

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Updated Sidebar

I've updated the Side... er... Bottom Bar a little bit. Included is the American Warmonger. He's got a superlative post on the Beslan tragedy. Welcome to the Pride, Warmonger.

Also note the Leather Penguin and the 21st Century Republican. Both good reads, and well worth a perusal!
Also, if anyone has any ideas on fixing this cursed sidebar, I'd gladly hear them. What I really need is to see an original template for this style of blog. I'm probably going to start a whole new blog, copy the template, and then shut it down just so I can see what is causing this madness. It must be something in the template, because none of the links in my sidebar are too long. It shouldnt be doing this.

Awww man!

This is really sad news. Chris Muir's cartoons were daily reads of mine. His last cartoon, from 9/11/04, is fabulous.

I hope that everything works out the way it needs to.

Black Hawk Down

Alright, not quite a Black Hawk, but a helicopter nonetheless. And it carried a pretty influential guy (at least, for Orthodox Christians).

Rest in peace, Petros.

Well, isn't this wonderful?


Quebec hopes to offer late-term abortions

QUEBEC - The province hopes to have a doctor in place next year that will offer late-term abortions to women six months pregnant and beyond, Quebec health officials announced Friday.

Oh, that's fantastic! Now all those poor women whose only mistake was spreading their legs can be rid of that nasty problem known as pregnancy. Then they can go back to spreading their legs with "Condomless Carey". After all, it can take many months for women to decide to terminate their unborn child. Why limit it to the first trimester?

Canadian women now travel to Colorado, Kansas and Washington to obtain these abortions because no Canadian doctor will perform them, including Dr. Henry Morgentaler, who says he has ethical problems performing 24-week pregnancies.

Ironic, isn't it? Canada's leading Abortion promoter has "ethical problems" when the fetus is six months old. 16 weeks? Not a problem! 24 weeks? Sorry, no-can-do.

Quebec's bishop Msgr. Marc Ouellet criticized the government's announcement saying the whole concept of abortion is unacceptable, regardless of weeks. He would prefer the money be spent helping women complete their pregnancy and offer the child for adoption.

Well golly gee, there's an idea! Instead of spending five grand on an abortion, how about investing that money in parents who will actually care more than half an iota for the baby? Oh, but pregnancy is so hard and time-consuming, isn't it? It would interfere too much with your normal life.

The Canadian Medical Association suggests an abortion take place before the fetus is viable, usually at 500 grams or 20 weeks of pregnancy.

uhh, what the heck does viable mean?

vi·a·ble adj.
Capable of living, developing, or germinating under favorable conditions.
Capable of living outside the uterus. Used of a fetus or newborn.
Capable of success or continuing effectiveness

Capable of living, eh? Well golly gee shucker-whiz! I'd say 100% of fetuses are capable of living under favorable conditions, no matter how old they are. Moreover, each has the potential for success and/or continuing effectiveness in life.
So for these asshelmets at the CMA to judge when a fetus is or is not viable... well, it makes me go "blech". I judge that the doctors at the CMA are not viable in their present condition, and are in drastic need of an ass-kicking.

In 2003, 30 women from Quebec sought abortions in the U.S. past 22 weeks of pregnancy. A B.C. health official says that a handful of women from the province head to Washington state each week.

Each late-term abortion costs about $5,000 US.

In 2001, 96.7 per cent of Canadians had abortions before 16 weeks of pregnancy, a Statistics Canada survey shows.

Think of all the time, money, and effort that could be saved if people took responsibility for their actions, and made positive decisions like using a condom or birth control pills. But instead, out civilized nation condones abortion, yet claims the death penalty is barbaric! Tell me I'm not the only one who sees a problem here!

Of course, if people were actually responsible, all those abortion doctors would be out of business, wouldn't they? Guess they's have to do something else with their time, like... oh, I dunno... healing people.

Update 6:31pm: Quote the Seth- "...never consider convenience the trump card over human life."

Wish I'd seen this before

Just finished reading a great story from 9/11. It's long, but totally worth the read.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

We weren't just bystanders either

The Heart of Canada reminds us that Canadians were involved in 9/11 as well. We weren't merely innocent bystanders. They hate us every bit as much as they hate our neighbors to the south.

Never forget that.

This could be a worry...

Reuters is reporting a large explosion took place near the China/North Korea border.
We all know Kim Jong Il is a madman, but I hope he hasn't decided to start a fireworks show just for kicks.

Stanley Cup Ring to the BC Inperial Torture at the Rottweiler

I couldn't have said it any better if I tried

Just go read Sir George's latest.

The Work Completeth

I've just submitted my story for Joel's T3 Contest.

I thnk maybe I should've waited until tomorrow to post it, because it seems to be on his main page now. It seems he wanted to keep his main page closed for the 9/11 anniversary.
If that's the case: sorry dude, I wasn't thinking!

I've talked to a few of you out there and encouraged you to come up with something of your own. I say again: Go for it! Sunday night is just around the corner.

Moment of Silence

Friday, September 10, 2004

Great idea for 9/11/04

Joel clued me in to a good idea for 9/11. I think everyone should observe a moment of silence at 8:46am on 9/11/04.

Also, I don't really have an intense story about where I was on 9/11/01. I was at the 7-Eleven in Smithers, B.C. working a morning shift. I started around 7 in the morning, and almost immediately customers started telling me about the craziness they had seen on t.v. (keep in mind, BC is three hours behind New York).

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but when I finally got home, I was horrified when I saw the footage. Three things stand out in my mind:

  1. How the planes simply disintegrated upon impact.
  2. The valor of the FDNY.
  3. Those who took their destinies into their own hands, and jumped from 90 stories.


As time has passed, my feelings about this event have only increased. This attack, although aimed at the USA, was a direct attack on everything I hold dear. It was an attack on my freedom. It was an attack denouncing democracy, denouncing liberty, denouncing opportunity, denouncing the very freedom that heroes fought and died so I can have.

And I will not forget what they have done.

Those who were responsible for the attacks have paid for it. They are paying for it as I write this, and they will continue to pay for it in the future.

Never Forget

Never Forget

Never Forget

The free world did not start this war, but we will win it. And to those who organized and cheered and laughed when the Towers fell: you will not win, but you sure will pay.

With men and women like these on our side, how can we fail?

Hilarious referral

Someone found my site via a google search with the term "pig torture".
Google directed the person to this post recapping my time in Southern Manitoba.
I did a bit of investigating, and the Domain Name and IP number traces back to Germany.
Just saying, that's all.

No Time for Overtime.

I rather like working overtime. That extra hour or two at time-and-a-half is like gravy. However, the novelty soon wears off, and it always seems like after working a ten or twelve hour day, I don't feel like doing much of anything. My social life suffers, my energy level suffers, my ambition suffers, and of course, my blog suffers. There has to be a balance.
The Drill Wife says all that needs to be said on the subject, so there isn't anything left for me to do, except point "y'all" in the general direction.

I have learned over the years that work is not the priority (it's high on the list b/c you have to have income to survive) however it's not worth sacrificing time with your family (afterall, our kids are only little once). Sure I miss the money I was making working full time but I value more the time I have with my baby. It's not a hard decision to make.

I told you those Southern Women are smart.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

The Work has Begun

Well, I've started the article which I hope to submit for No Pundit Intended's T3 Contest.

It seems as though Joel has given the suthors freedom to blog in whatever mode they choose. My submission includes a fisking, some research, an opinionated rant, and an emotional finale. I hope it makes the grade. At the very least, it is a good first try, and I'll learn for next time. It is also well within the specified length requirements.

If you are still thinking about submitting a post for the contest, THINK QUICKLY!

The blood boileth

After reading this hideous story, I'm too upset to put together any coherent words. I'll just leave you the link, and let it be at that.

Actually I will say something: thank you to the woman who was walking her dog.

That's all. Go read the whole thing, and then thank the good Lord that you're mom was more responsible.

Update Sept 10, 5:12pm: The link has been fixed. Thanks Julie.

The best hair in hockey.

Of the worst hair in hockey, depending on your perspective. Mike Ricci has been known for a lot of things: his tough, physical play, his ability to score big goals, his playoff performances. But I had no idea how honorable he truly is.

Phoenix Coyotes centre Mike Ricci will wear No. 40 next season to honour Pat Tillman.

Tillman, 27, left the Arizona Cardinals and a multimillion-dollar contract in May 2002 to join the U.S. army Rangers. He was killed April 22 in Afghanistan, the first NFL player to die in combat since the Vietnam War.

``When I heard his story, it really touched me,'' Ricci said after donning his Coyotes jersey at a news conference at Glendale Arena. ``This is a way to pay tribute to what he's done.''

With a work stoppage looming in the NHL this year, it is nice to know that at least one player has his head in the right place. Mike Ricci is a class act. He's been one of my favorite players for many years, and if anyone ever makes a wisecrack about his mullet-style haircut... well, they'd better not say it around me.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004


No, not the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. Columbia Bible College.

Today classes started. In many ways, I am extremely glad to not be attending anymore. Yet, since I have many good friends in Abbotsford right now, I am somewhat saddened to be 1200 kilometres (720 miles, give or take) away. I jokingly told some of my closest friends that I would probably turn into an alcoholic in September. Working a crazy-assed job, turning 26, and missing out on a ton of fun with some of the most honorable people on the face of the planet is a trifecta of depression if I've ever heard of one!
Tonight I propose a toast: To the bruthas at CBC. May you always ask difficult questions, spend countless hours discussing doctrine and theology, play a whole lot of video games, and eat J's pizza until you puke. Oh yeah, and may each of you continue being the honorable, courageous, respectable, exemplary, and all-around virtuous people that I know you are. My loss is certainly your roomates' gain.

Thanks for being the best part of my time at CBC.

Cute Kid

Cute kid, but is that all he does?

I might as well 'fess up.

Yeah, so, today is my birthday. I'm 26 years old.


On a good note, I'm clear about my vision for the future. I know what I want to do, and I have a timeline for getting it done. I'm working hard, and soon my dreams will be realized.
I've never really been able to say that in my life. I wish I had started this process ten years ago. But I can't turn back time, I can only press on towards the prize that awaits me.
I know all of this will pay off eventually. One day, it will be me taking pictures like these.

It seems so far off right now. But I'm twenty-six, and the last ten years has pretty much flown by (especially the last three!). Heck, in three years from now I may have graduated already!

Keep on keeping on.

Wow, Something needs to happen here

Colby has dug up the goods on Ilyas Akhmadov. Don't know who he is? Well GO FIND OUT!

I'm sure exactly what to make of all of this, but at the very least this guy needs to be asked some tough questions, and must not be coddled in any way, shape, or form.

New Contest

So ya wanna be a blogger, eh? Think you've got something to say?
Joel's got a fantastic idea in the works that will help you. Yes, YOU!

Just click that link and follow his instructions.

I've already been punditized, and because I think this is a sweet-ass idea, I'm adding an additional link to the blogroll (which is frustratingly still at the bottom of the site). If you've just started a blog, or if you are interested in starting one, a good first step would be to submit an article to Joel. If you win, you'll be rolling in traffic faster than Instapundit, and I guarantee you'll have the everlasting homage of Temujin to boot*!

It's a win-win situation, so go register now! All it takes is a bit of hard work. You're efforts can be recognized!

*traffic may not actually come in faster than Instapundit... and Temujin's homage is not guaranteed.

It was nice while it lasted

Well, I guess I'm off of Right Wing News' blogroll :-(((((((
Sadly, my traffic has gone back down to pre-wingalanche figures. But that's fine, I was glad just to get some exposure for the short time I had it.

John's got a really great article about the US casualties in Iraq. They may be over 1000 now, but in perspective, that's not nearly as bad as most woould have predicted. Not to mention that each and every soldier over there is fighting for something bigger than themselves. Those who have fallen did not die in vain. As President Bush said, "We will honor their sacrifice by winning this war".
And win we will.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

A post for Cheez

This post is dedicated to my friend Cheez.

After losing thier coach in a car accident earlier this year, the Czech National hockey Team has a reason to play. They will be in the semi-finals, against Canada.

After a lack-lustre round robin, the Czech's pasted the Swede's (who were early tournament favorites).

On a side note, the Leafs had better pray that Belfour's back hold up this year. I wouldn't trust either of their back-up goalies. Mikael Tellqvist, the Swede goalie, battled with Trevor Kidd for the backup position in T.O. Both of them are sieves, and I doubt Tellqvist is going to have any confidence for the next six months.

Good luck Leafs... and Cheez... there is always room on the bandwagon buddy. Anytime you wanna hop on, I'll help you strap on your seatbelt.

Monday, September 06, 2004

Frustrations abounding

My stupid-assed sidebar is giving me grief again. You may remember the trouble I had with it before. Last time, it was an extra-long link that was causing the sidebar to move to the bottom of the screen. It must be the same thing, but I can't for the life of me figure it out. Maybe I'll just delete the treufresco referring webpages thing. I don't really need it, after all.
If the situation doesnt resolve itself, I may just have to do it.

Well what d'ya know....

Bill Clinton's got a heart after all.

Alright, I recognize the silliness of that joke, and I know it's been beaten to death already. Seriously though, I'm glad he's doing well, and is supposed to make a complete recovery. Although I'm not on the same side politically as he is, he led the U.S. for eight years of economic prosperity. I remember a speech he made in Ottawa before the House of Commons. I was only 17 (and relatively ignorant politically), but after he was finished, I remember thinking "dang, he ain't so bad after all". He is a tremendous speaker, and as President, you knew what you were getting.

Get well soon, Prez.

New Kid in Town

There's a new kid in town. And he knows the score:

I became a christian back in the early nineties and for the most part what I saw (after the initial buzz wore off) was a cultural wasteland, a collectively eneimic imagination, and a thourough lack of backbone. (No offense to friends and artists who bucked the trend, but for the most part that bland, law-bound culture was what i saw.) My subjective experiences, the books I read, and observations didn't lead me away from my conclusion that there was a God and that he came down to earth as Jesus, but it was not easy to live out what i thought was true and swim against that tide. It got to be too much.
Maybe I did go through some hard times, but how much of that is refusing to let go and move on and how much of that is not having been properly helped in processing it? (God knows i heard plenty of teachings that just compounded any number of issues.) How much of that is holding a rag to a scratch and calling it the red badge of courage?

Welcome to the Blogosphere, Charlie. You're always welcome at my place.

Put that in your pipe...

Hah! I'm a Crawly Amphibian!
Put that in your pipe and smoke it, Joel!

By the way, did I win your caption contest, or what???
Note to anyone leaving a comment for the caption contest: save it until Wednesday.

That golfer named Norman...

No, not Greg Norman, but Moe Norman. Colby's got all the details and links on the life of a true Canadian legend.
For anyone who has passion for the game of golf, this guy's story will bring a tear to your eye.

R.I.P. Moe. The pristine fairways and beautiful greens of glory await you.

I've just gotta laugh about this one

Check out which weblog is first overall when you do a google search on the term "sexlympics"

Bwahahahahaha! All because of this post, inspired by the Motor City Madman.

Honestly, this site is rated pg-13! I care about the children! I'm not a bad, bad man!

Sunday, September 05, 2004

Thanks Again, RWN!

Yesterday I had over sixty visitors to this site. That exceeds my previous high of 41 a month ago.
Thanks again, Right Wing News, and those readers of RWN who have checked out my blog.

Screwed the Pooch

Why does it feel like I've heard that title before recently?

Oh well...anyway, this is one of my lament stories that just won't go away no matter what I do. It seriously makes me want to curl up in the fetal position and drool on my bib. Actually, I'm not wearing a bib, but anyway, here's the story:

Five years ago, there was this girl...a beautiful, beautiful girl, just trust me on this...who had a big crush on me. This wasn't one of those sad crushes - the kind a fat moma's boy has for the head cheerleader; this was a more conservative, and yet incomparably sexy crush. I heard things here, saw things there - got a couple of surprise notes. These weren't sappy love notes or anything of an alarming nature...just some "encouragement" notes for the work I had been doing as song leader in high school chapels (I went to a Christian high school). Well, I won't get into the nitty-gritty, but I will tell you that somehow in the course of getting to know her, I did (and didn't do) some things that today make me cringe like the most cringingest cringinger you can imagine. And the end result? It all fell through. Nothing to report. Zilch. Notta. Something that could have been amazing (this girl had everything - EVERYTHING! looks, brains, a body, a soul, and, of course, a crush on me) resulted in nothing, because I was a JACKASS!

Well, at this point you're probably thinking, "so what, Pei...get over it, dude. You have a long life ahead of you: a good education, a sexy body, and a nice singing voice. Find another girl". Well, minus all that shameless self-exaltation, which you may or may not agree with, I can only tell you that the stars haven't yet forgiven me for my folly, and for some reason events keep conspiring to remind me of how efficiently and rigorously I screwed the pooch.

First of all, some friends of mine who are friends of this girl told me that she is now married. Well, it's not like I was still expecting something to happen between us. As you have probably guessed by the long line of people this gossip had to go through to get to me, we're not exactly in touch anymore. But still...when you hear that a girl who was just this side of being your high school sweetheart and token of your "happily ever after" is now in the arms, and the bed, of gets to you a little.

Well, I was dealing with that news okay. But the news I just heard made me want to rip my arm off and beat myself upside the head with it. Apparently this girl, who I've justly characterized with such words as "beauty", "brains" and "body", also happens to have something that would alone be enough for many a mercenary to want her: MONEY! And holy crap, I'm telling you...I had no friggin' clue. I knew her family was well off, but as it turns out, they're not well off. They're friggin' millionaires. They're living it up in a mansion on a hilltop, I won't tell you where, but it happens to be the most valuable home in the whole city (a city of about 150 thousand). I am not exaggerating.

Maybe I should feel bad for talking like this. You're not supposed to marry for money, right? But still, considering that this girl was absolutely honest one-in-a-million, I do have the right to be pressing my hands with an iron, don't I? Aw geez....I could seriously kill myself.

That's all.

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Battlefield Vietnam Indeed

Tonite I'm bustin' out the LAN Battlefield Vietnam. There's nothing better than having ten guys on ten computers in one room playing a first person shooter game. One guy dies, and you know exactly who it was, and who killed him.

And the LGD is going down nice too.

Did you see Canada's pasting of Russia today? If Martin Brodeur ain't the best goalie in the world right now, I'll eat my hard drive.

There's so much good stuff to blog on. In a way, it's too bad that I'm busy with this LAN tournament...

... but what the heck, I've got Vietnamese to kill.

What's in a name, anyways?

The Asylum is a friend of mine who is teaching english over in Taiwan. If you've ever had children, you know what it is like to pick the right name for him/her. Well, Asylum's been doing a little bit of that herself, except the girl is like, all grown up!

An Avalanche!

I've heard of Instalanches before, but I'm experiencing something that I've coined a "RightWingalanche".
Welcome to all Right Wing News Readers! Take a look around, enjoy yourself! And thanks for stopping by.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Screw work... I know a better way to earn money!

Thanks to Simon:
let's take a leaf out of our friends in the movie industry and talk about what will no doubt become the next big revenue generator in blogging: product placement. Imagine reading this from your favourite blogger: there I was, sipping my Pepsi and eating my KFC. It was the perfect day to go to that fabulous family entertainment venue, Ocean Park. With my trusty Sony digital camera we drove the sleek but remarkably fuel efficent Honda...

That got me to thinking about my interests... I wonder how much Jesus would be willing to pay for product placement? Whatever he offers, I'm sure it'll be more than Allah.

I concur

Scott Elliot's got it right. And I like the way his election projection is looking right now!

Well that's a real shame

Too bad, I was just starting to read AOW, and now it's AWOL!

Is it just me... or...

Am I the only one who thinks Jeff from Beautiful Atrocities is Jon Stewart's long lost twin brother?

I report, you decide.

It ain't all fun and games

Everyone knows how sucky it is when a family member dies. So go give the Schweigel a boat-load of support, would ya?

Update Sept 4- 8:51pm: Ths link has been fixed. It pointed to the wrong article. Sorry 'bout that

Check Mate!

Oh my, that's reason enough to play chess!
She could "mate" me anytime! bwahaha!

(Stanley Cup Ring to Colby)

Update 9:33pm And I think Colby may be on to something here. The Stanley Cup needs to be played for this year. I, for one, would whole-heartedly endorse a non-NHL tournament for the Cup, if need be.

Putting a face to the RNC protesters

Right Wing News has some great pictures posted regarding the protesters at the Republican Convention. Sabi was amongst the crowd, protesting, but the pictures she brought back aren't nearly as vile.
I'm not one to lump all anti-war folks into a category, but there weren't any assclowns (or dinks?) like these at the Bertuzzi Rally I went to.

(Stanley Cup Ring to Stix for the... err... pix!)

Bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness

Sometimes life is an amazing adventure. Sometimes, one just has to look at the bright side of things...forget about all the worries and stresses of money, careers, stocks, politics, diseases, death, genocide....and take a look at all the good things that are happening.

And then, after you've experienced something like euphoria in this "coma of bliss", you've got to smack yourself upside the head and be reminded of the cold grip of dark, hard reality...the bitter pill, as Temujin would call it. Hockey, in particular, has provided us with millions of reasons to be very upset right now. For Canucks fans, there are even more. Beginning with an event that I'm sure is still seared into all of our memories, here is an account of the past 6 months of Canucks hockey world:

1. March '04, Naslund gets hit in the head and his game goes to heck just in time for the playoffs.
2. Bertuzzi punches Steve Moore in the back of the head.
3. Bertuzzi gets suspended for the rest of the season and the playoffs.
4. The league leaves Bertuzzi's suspension open-ended - further adding to his misery
5. Cloutier gets injured early in the first round of the playoffs (wait - maybe this shouldn't be in here...well, I guess we can't let ourselves get too down:)
6. The Calgary Flames beat the Vancouver Canucks in seven games - THE CALGARY FLAMES!
7. The Tampa Bay Lightning win the Stanley Cup.
8. Dave Nonis resigns Dan Cloutier to a one-year deal.
9. Bertuzzi is called to court for crossing the line in a sport. He faces up to 18 months in prison.
10. Bertuzzi sells his house and moves his family to Ontaria, leading us to the logical conclusion that he may not be so committed to playing for Vancouver in the future.
11. As dark rumours abound, Naslund continues to hint that he will not be returning to the NHL if there is a lockout (which is a near certainty). He also sold his home, and his little girl is currently enrolled in a grade school in Sweden.
12. Daniel and Henrik Sedin both make statements hinting that they too may never return to the Canucks.
13. Ed Jovanovski gets injured in the first game of the World Cup tournament.
14. Wade Redden gets injured in the second game of the World Cup tournament.
15. After three meetings, the league and the NHLPA still haven't hinted at being close to even remotely trying to have a mere glimmer of an optimistic word in their prolonged negotiations.

Well, I hope you're all really happy now!

Actually, I have given you good reason to be upset. By the way things look right now, this year can't possibly be good for Canucks fans. The primary reason is because there prolly isn't gonna be a season this year. Secondly, if there is a season, the Canucks are going to be a shunty team. A depleted, depressed first line (with a centre who never was much more than an opportunist and a winger who hasn't been much since he got a concussion in March), a complete lack of a second line (any suggestions here?), a goalie who never seems to be there when we need him (i.e. playoffs of 2002 vs. Wings, playoffs of 2003 vs. Wild, playoffs of 2004 vs. himself), a coach who has absolutely no control over his team, an inexperienced GM who, to this point, has given us no reason to have even a half a mustard seed of faith, a wounded top-line defenseman whose recovery time is indefinite, and the emotional trauma of having one of our beloved own entrenched in a judicial battle that could end in any number of horrendous ways.

Well, I'm sorry to be such a pessemist. It is still possible that there won't be a lockout, and Naslund will return to his former glory (as a Canuck), and the Sedins will be resigned, and Bertuzzi will be aquitted by both the courts and the league, and Dave Nonis will get his head out of his ass long enough to sign some players who might actually be useful in our plan on actually making it past the first round in the playoffs...heck, if all of those things happen, I'll tell you what....I'll eay my right earlobe.

But until such time as the clouds around the hockey world and GM place and the city of Vancouver begin to separate and vanish, I feel pretty confident that both my ears will remain firmly in one piece.

Another Pei Post

My thanks to Temujin for being his usual blogginger self while I was gone. Actually...I'm still gone. I am visiting some family in Victoria, and have been here for a week, so that's why I haven't been posting. My apologies.

But now I'm back, and I'm slightly begrudged (so what else is new, eh?). My greatest concern right now is with the CBA negotiations, which, as Temujin has informed you, have hit a wall...the same wall they've been hitting for the last year-and-a-half. This is a difficult one; as a fan, it is hard to decide who's side I should be on. For the welfare of the league, it would make sense to support a system that would ensure cost certainty. The NHL wants to impliment a salary cap to this end, but they have often acknowledged their willigness to go in other directions, if need be. The only problem is, the friggin' NHLPA hasn't even put forth a friggin' proposal in 15 friggin' months. Apparently, the union may be coming forth with something at their next meeting, but who knows? It's all just rhetoric. I tend to believe Daly (from the NHL head office) that the NHLPA is just trying to stall in order to ensure a lockout. A lockout, by the way, would work to the player's advantage, because they have less to lose. They are already millionnaires, and they don't mind waiting up to a year or more until something works in their favour. The league, on the other hand, can't afford an extended lockout. Such a scenario would have devastating effects on the welfare of the league. The funny thing is, the league would actually be saving money by not having a season this year. That's how flawed the current agreement is. That's why it needs to change. So in that sense, I am on the league's side.

Well, that's all for now, folks.

Thursday, September 02, 2004

Hockey Lovers Prayer

Dear God,
If you're really out there, and you really care about us down here, please, please, please help the owners and the NHLPA come to an agreement by September 15th.
Thank you for your prompt consideration, and thank you for the game of hockey, and the NHL... and for Wayne Gretzky and Paul Henderson too.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

You took the words right out of my mouth

There is nothing more I need to add. Mike says it all.


Oh Becki, you crack me up!
I wonder if there is a "brown waffle" marshmallow?

The Republican National Convention

I am not an American; yet, I am an American.

I watched part of the RNC tonight. Specifically, the Ronald Reagan tribute, and Zell Miller's amazing speech. I actually began to get teary-eyed during the Reagan video. I can't explain it. I never cry at stuff like that. And even though I know the RNC is hyped up, I got emotional. I couldn't help it. I think it's because Canadians (read: real Canadians), are just like Americans. In fact, we're virtually indistinguishable. When I heard Zell speak about the relationship between Democrats and Republicans, I couldn't help but think of the relationship between Canada and the US. Here is apart of his speech. Replace the words "Republican" with "American" and "Democrat/Democrat leaders" with "Canadian/Liberal leaders":

Time after time in our history, in the face of great danger, Democrats and Republicans worked together to ensure that freedom would not falter. But not today.
Motivated more by partisan politics than by national security, today's Democratic leaders see America as an occupier, not a liberator.
And nothing makes this Marine madder than someone calling American troops occupiers rather than liberators.
Tell that to the one-half of Europe that was freed because Franklin Roosevelt led an army of liberators, not occupiers.
Tell that to the lower half of the Korean Peninsula that is free because Dwight Eisenhower commanded an army of liberators, not occupiers.
Tell that to the half a billion men, women and children who are free today from the Baltics to the Crimea, from Poland to Siberia, because Ronald Reagan rebuilt a military of liberators, not occupiers.
Never in the history of the world has any soldier sacrificed more for the freedom and liberty of total strangers than the American soldier. And, our soldiers don't just give freedom abroad, they preserve it for us here at home.

We were the US in Europe. We were with 'em in Korea. We stood next to them and cheered when the Wall fell. Yet where are we now?
We gleefully endorse Michael Moore, and condemn the liberation of Iraq.

Something just ain't right about that.
From Dick Cheney's speech:
Just as surely as the Nazis during World War Two and the Soviet communists during the Cold War, the enemy we face today is bent on our destruction. As in other times, we are in a war we did not start, and have no choice but to win. Firm in our resolve, focused on our mission, and led by a superb commander in chief, we will prevail.
The fanatics who killed some 3,000 of our fellow Americans may have thought they could attack us with impunity because terrorists had done so previously. But if the killers of September 11th thought we had lost the will to defend our freedom, they did not know America and they did not know George W. Bush.
From the beginning, the President made clear that the terrorists would be dealt with and that anyone who supports, protects, or harbors them would be held to account. In a campaign that has reached around the world, we have captured or killed hundreds of Al-Qaeda. In Afghanistan, the camps where terrorists trained to kill Americans have been shut down, and the Taliban driven from power. In Iraq, we dealt with a gathering threat, and removed the regime of Saddam Hussein. Seventeen months ago, he controlled the lives and fortunes of 25 million people. Tonight he sits in jail.

"Tonite he sits in jail." And that, my friends, is not a bad thing. That's a good thing.

Female Canadian Pride

I just recently came across Shannon Davis' blog. Normally I'd post a link to an article that I found especially appealing or unique, but the whole blog is just so flippin' intelligent and articulate that if I picked just one post, it would be an insult to the rest of her blog. With that said, go check out her stuff... NOW!
Welcome to Canadian Pride, Shannon.

Stanley Cup Ring to the Monger for pointing me to her site, and for placing me next to her on his blogroll. Huzzah!