I recently had my 43rd birthday. I had to work the day of but celebrated with my fiance a couple days before. It was pretty good. I haven't been much of birthday celebrator in years. Many of those years were spent in a drunken drug induced haze and I can't remember the celebrations anyway. Since sobering up I tend to keep things on an even keel. Try not to have really big highs or really big lows. I don't have mountains in my life but rather rolling hills.
It's funny, although I am 43 I still feel like I'm in my 20s. That's emotionally. However, physically, things are changing. I've got hair in all the spots you don't want it. Nose, ears, uno-brow - you name it. My hair also got lazy and sticks to my shoulders and back rather than my head. One thing I could do without is my chronic hemmorrhoid problem. This problem began in my late teens. When I was 17-years-old I travelled to Israel and become very ill due to the water. It did something nasty to my insides. Upon returning to Canada I began bleeding out of a place you don't want to bleed from. Somewhere where the sun don't shine. As I tend to do in life I tried to ignore the problem hoping it would fix itself. Then one day as my Mom was doing the wash she saw that my jeans were covered in blood. Well off to the rear admiral I went. I ended up having an operation to stop the bleeding. However, the rhoid problem remained. I must have been the only 19-year-old in university having to sit on a pillow after our toga party because I was in so much pain. In my 30s I ended up going to see another rear admiral. He worked out of the best named clinic of all time - The Upper Canada Lower Bowel Clinic. I asked him if he had T-shirts but, alas, this was not the case. I stopped attending my regular sessions at the clinic when my alcoholism went into full swing. Today I just do my best to deal with the problem. No more clinics for me - I know what alien abudctees feel like tenfold. No more probes for me.
This past weekend we had a birthday party for my fiance's 13-year-old son. I was driving some of this friends around. I couldn't believe how homophobic and racist these kids are. I thought this was the enlightened generation. No hate towards anyone. One kid proudly said, "I come from a long line of racists". I'm pretty sure he didn't come up with that line himself. As these kids said this stuff I bit my tongue. I know in my day if I said idiotic stuff in a car with an adult I would have been put in my place. But these days if you even look at a kid the wrong way there parents will sue your ass to make up for their guilt over their lack of parenting skills. Heck, in my day another parent could give you a good smack if you deserved it. Now this might be me getting old in my 43rd year but kids today get away with murder.
Finally - yo kid - pull up those damn pants. Stop walking so slow across the street. Don't ask me if you can bum a cigarette. Respect the authority. And once again - pull up those damn pants.
Dave the Dude
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
No one takes responsibility any more for their own actions
This past week a woman in the US was texting and walking and fell into a fountain. The action was caught on video that than went viral http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGpVpsaItpU . Most people would be able to laugh at themselves but not this lady. She has decided to sue the security company that handles the mall because it is allegedly their video. C'mon lady. It was your own stupidity that made you fall in that fountain and look the fool. Take responsibility for your actions. Must people get money for everything?
This reminds of the idiots who try to sue casinos because they spent all their money. Anyone credible who is in recovery and/or works in the addictions field knows that part of getting over your addictions is taking responsibility for your own actions. Trying to sue and blame someone else for your disease is just taking you further into your addiction. It let's you say, "it's not my fault it's someone elses." As a recovered alcoholic/addict I have taken responsiblity for my actions. I used to drink and blame others for my drinking - my boss sucks so I'm going to drink; if she didn't do this I wouldn't have to drink; if that cop hadn't busted me for drinking and driving I wouldn't have to drink. Give me a break. By suing the casinos it is furthering a sick person's rationalization. When you take the "me" out of blaME all you have left is a lot of "bla" "bla" "bla". I recently heard a local radio talkshow host who has his own recovery business and a show about addiction say he tells his gambling clients to sue casinos. This really irks me. That only feeds into the addicts feeling of terminal uniqueness. People who do this "can't differenitate the truth from the false" (AA Big Book).
The current waiting list for subsidized day care in Toronto is 15, 500. Do people not think about finances when they have children. Maybe they should stop buying the X-Boxes and big screen television sets and pay some money for day care. Plus I thought the McGuinty govenrnment already solved this problem by bringing in it's own free day care called all day kindergarten.
That takes us to the homeless. Toronto has more people hired to help the homeless than there are homeless people in the city. I heard them begging for more money today on the radio. How about the city cut some of those bureaucratic jobs and use that money to help the homeless. If a homeless person doesn't want to go into a shelter I say that's their right. That is also their decision so don't be giving my tax money to them. We all have decisions to make in this life. If I choose to freeze to death outside rather than taking free shelter - so be it. That's my decision. If the pinko liberals of the nation would let us lock people up for their own good than maybe they'd stop whining.
People today need to take responsiblity for their own choices in life. If make a bad decision (and I've made many) I don't sue anyone or blame anyone I take responsiblilty for the choice I made.
Dave the Dude
This reminds of the idiots who try to sue casinos because they spent all their money. Anyone credible who is in recovery and/or works in the addictions field knows that part of getting over your addictions is taking responsibility for your own actions. Trying to sue and blame someone else for your disease is just taking you further into your addiction. It let's you say, "it's not my fault it's someone elses." As a recovered alcoholic/addict I have taken responsiblity for my actions. I used to drink and blame others for my drinking - my boss sucks so I'm going to drink; if she didn't do this I wouldn't have to drink; if that cop hadn't busted me for drinking and driving I wouldn't have to drink. Give me a break. By suing the casinos it is furthering a sick person's rationalization. When you take the "me" out of blaME all you have left is a lot of "bla" "bla" "bla". I recently heard a local radio talkshow host who has his own recovery business and a show about addiction say he tells his gambling clients to sue casinos. This really irks me. That only feeds into the addicts feeling of terminal uniqueness. People who do this "can't differenitate the truth from the false" (AA Big Book).
The current waiting list for subsidized day care in Toronto is 15, 500. Do people not think about finances when they have children. Maybe they should stop buying the X-Boxes and big screen television sets and pay some money for day care. Plus I thought the McGuinty govenrnment already solved this problem by bringing in it's own free day care called all day kindergarten.
That takes us to the homeless. Toronto has more people hired to help the homeless than there are homeless people in the city. I heard them begging for more money today on the radio. How about the city cut some of those bureaucratic jobs and use that money to help the homeless. If a homeless person doesn't want to go into a shelter I say that's their right. That is also their decision so don't be giving my tax money to them. We all have decisions to make in this life. If I choose to freeze to death outside rather than taking free shelter - so be it. That's my decision. If the pinko liberals of the nation would let us lock people up for their own good than maybe they'd stop whining.
People today need to take responsiblity for their own choices in life. If make a bad decision (and I've made many) I don't sue anyone or blame anyone I take responsiblilty for the choice I made.
Dave the Dude
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Dirrahea, Anxiety and Panic
Two days ago my roommate (my ex-fiance's brother) made us some beef stew. It was very good. But since then I have had the runs like you wouldn't believe. I'm up to five immodiums. Usually two do it for me, at the most three. I was on the elevator at work yesterday clunching my butt cheeks together and something almost came out. Luckily I made it to bathroom on time. It was quite close.
After my Mom died it was just me and my Dad living together. When we ate together I cooked all the meals. Usually my famous Shake'N'Bake chicken, steak or lamb chops. I made a great roast duck right after she died but he said it was too greasy. It's been almost two years since my Dad passed away and the only thing I have cooked has been microwave hotdogs. My girlfriend/fiance at the time hated my cooking. She said my steaks and lambchops sucked so she cooked everything or else I bought us dinner out or ordered in. Now that we have broken up I'm back to my hotdog diet. Guess I'll have to start cooking again. Definitely not beef stew.
When I was a kid our TV room was directly under my parents' bedroom. Whenver someone walked in the bedroom I could hear the floors creak. I would get this fear that the floor would cave in and I'd be crushed. I would turn up the television set volume so I wouldn't hear the creaking. Of course, I would inevtiably get into trouble for having the sound too loud and be told to turn it lower. So I suffered with this panic for years.
When I was about 16 I was sitting in my bud's place in his bedroom which was in the basement. The same type of creaking could be heard from above as I heard in my TV room. We were drinking beers and listening to tunes. I eventually realized that my anxiety had dissipated. I put two and two together and came out with alcohol.
My panic/anxiety grew as I got older. The screeching noise that trucks and/or busses make when stopping; haircuts (it's been like 10 years and I still buzz my own hair); people jumping on the dance floor making you feel the floor move; mowing the lawn under big tree branches (they could fall off and crush me); noisy machines (they could blow up); on and on and on. But luckily for me I was an alcoholic and drunk the majority of the time. Unfortunately the anxiety grew and grew and grew until one day it was just a continuous panic attack that would never go away. Thus I had to go on the meds.
Eventually I sobered up and the meds continued to work. When I was three years into sobriety I decided that maybe I didn't need the meds anymore. With the doctor's help I weaned off the meds. Within six months I couldn't function any more and had to admit defeat and go back on the coo-coo pills. Oh well. One of the reasons I wanted to go off the pills is because I would get anxiety thinking about not being able to get them any longer if a nuclear holocaust (or some other disaster) befell the earth.
Dave the Dude
After my Mom died it was just me and my Dad living together. When we ate together I cooked all the meals. Usually my famous Shake'N'Bake chicken, steak or lamb chops. I made a great roast duck right after she died but he said it was too greasy. It's been almost two years since my Dad passed away and the only thing I have cooked has been microwave hotdogs. My girlfriend/fiance at the time hated my cooking. She said my steaks and lambchops sucked so she cooked everything or else I bought us dinner out or ordered in. Now that we have broken up I'm back to my hotdog diet. Guess I'll have to start cooking again. Definitely not beef stew.
When I was a kid our TV room was directly under my parents' bedroom. Whenver someone walked in the bedroom I could hear the floors creak. I would get this fear that the floor would cave in and I'd be crushed. I would turn up the television set volume so I wouldn't hear the creaking. Of course, I would inevtiably get into trouble for having the sound too loud and be told to turn it lower. So I suffered with this panic for years.
When I was about 16 I was sitting in my bud's place in his bedroom which was in the basement. The same type of creaking could be heard from above as I heard in my TV room. We were drinking beers and listening to tunes. I eventually realized that my anxiety had dissipated. I put two and two together and came out with alcohol.
My panic/anxiety grew as I got older. The screeching noise that trucks and/or busses make when stopping; haircuts (it's been like 10 years and I still buzz my own hair); people jumping on the dance floor making you feel the floor move; mowing the lawn under big tree branches (they could fall off and crush me); noisy machines (they could blow up); on and on and on. But luckily for me I was an alcoholic and drunk the majority of the time. Unfortunately the anxiety grew and grew and grew until one day it was just a continuous panic attack that would never go away. Thus I had to go on the meds.
Eventually I sobered up and the meds continued to work. When I was three years into sobriety I decided that maybe I didn't need the meds anymore. With the doctor's help I weaned off the meds. Within six months I couldn't function any more and had to admit defeat and go back on the coo-coo pills. Oh well. One of the reasons I wanted to go off the pills is because I would get anxiety thinking about not being able to get them any longer if a nuclear holocaust (or some other disaster) befell the earth.
Dave the Dude
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Predictions for 2011
Everyone is always making predictions for the New Year so I thought I'd give it a try.
My predictions for 2011:
1) Television networks will continue to come up with even more idiotic reality shows. The top one of this year will be Copulating Crocodiles and the Dwarves They Eat.
2) Justin Bieber will give up pop music to try his hand at Death Metal but in a rappish way.
3) Tiger Woods will become a Born Again Christian and have the best year of his life.
4) Dalton McGuinty will ge re-elected Premier of Ontario by the same idiots who re-elected him last time. I will have to bitch and moan about it for another term.
5) Aliens will land on Earth, bring a non-surgical cure for hemorrhoids and get their own late night talk show which will finally blow Jay Leno out of the airwaves.
6) Oprah Winfrey will break her diet by eating her own ego and explode.
7) I will get bigger in the waist and thinner on the head.
8) People will keep hassling the Hoff.
9) Erik Estrada will finally have his American/Canadian television come back in a show about an ex-California Highway Patrol who moves to Caledonia to man the illegal smoke shack.
10) Israel will stupidly continue to build new settlements pissing off the Palestinians who will continue to "never miss an opportunity to miss an opportunity" (Abba Eban).
11) Stephen Harper and the Conservaties will finally get a majority government in Canada.
12) The toy Micronauts will finally make a comeback.
13) Vice President Al Gore will bring attention to global warming by going over Niagara Falls (the Canadian side) in a barrell.
14) Mel Gibson will convert to Judaism and go under cover to document what really goes on in those Jews for Jesus meetings.
15) It'll turn out that Michael Jackson did not die. In fact he and Janet Jackson are the same person that's why they were never out in public together.
Happy New Year Everybody
My predictions for 2011:
1) Television networks will continue to come up with even more idiotic reality shows. The top one of this year will be Copulating Crocodiles and the Dwarves They Eat.
2) Justin Bieber will give up pop music to try his hand at Death Metal but in a rappish way.
3) Tiger Woods will become a Born Again Christian and have the best year of his life.
4) Dalton McGuinty will ge re-elected Premier of Ontario by the same idiots who re-elected him last time. I will have to bitch and moan about it for another term.
5) Aliens will land on Earth, bring a non-surgical cure for hemorrhoids and get their own late night talk show which will finally blow Jay Leno out of the airwaves.
6) Oprah Winfrey will break her diet by eating her own ego and explode.
7) I will get bigger in the waist and thinner on the head.
8) People will keep hassling the Hoff.
9) Erik Estrada will finally have his American/Canadian television come back in a show about an ex-California Highway Patrol who moves to Caledonia to man the illegal smoke shack.
10) Israel will stupidly continue to build new settlements pissing off the Palestinians who will continue to "never miss an opportunity to miss an opportunity" (Abba Eban).
11) Stephen Harper and the Conservaties will finally get a majority government in Canada.
12) The toy Micronauts will finally make a comeback.
13) Vice President Al Gore will bring attention to global warming by going over Niagara Falls (the Canadian side) in a barrell.
14) Mel Gibson will convert to Judaism and go under cover to document what really goes on in those Jews for Jesus meetings.
15) It'll turn out that Michael Jackson did not die. In fact he and Janet Jackson are the same person that's why they were never out in public together.
Happy New Year Everybody
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Stupid People
Is it just me or is there an abundance of stupid people in this world? Let's start with my daily commute to work. I've been driving from Oshawa to Toronto for over two-and-a-half years now and the amount of stupid drivers out there is amazing. I can't understand why people just can't flick on their signal when they are switching lanes. It is just common courtesy. It's almost as bad as the idiots who speed up in bumper to bumper traffic so I can't change into the lane I want to go to. No sense at all. Speaking of bumper to bumper if you are tailgating someone the traffic ain't going to go quicker. You just have a greater chance of rear ending the dude when he slams on his breaks. I've seen it happen. My favourite thing to do to drivers who tailgate me (in normal or busy traffic) is to slow right down just to piss them off. Then when they try to pass me I speed up again. If I'm going 140km in the fast lane don't tailgate me. I'm not going any faster because I don't want my car confiscated by the cops under the Ontario street racing law.
Let's talk about stupid pedestrians. When there is a hand on the streetlight that means don't walk or if the words "don't walk" are on the light that means DON'T WALK. I hate when people casually stroll across the street while I'm driving down it. I purposely speed up just to scare the shit out of them. If one day I happen to hit one it won't be my fault as they were jay walking. It's called Karma and evolution as the smartest will survive. Deal with it stupid people.
As I said I'm from Oshawa. We have a cornucopia of stupid people here. You can recognize them in many ways. The guys often have wife beater shirts on, are walking a pit bull or rotweiller and can't string more than two sentences together without swearing. The women often have tight track pants on, a shirt that doesn't fit and have the same vocabulary as the guys with the dogs (and they're often walking with the guys with the dogs). The stupidity can often be spotted at a young age. Just go to the Oshawa Centre at any time of the day and look for the 14-year-old kids pushing baby strollers. They've passed it on - it's a never ending cycle. The last hint is by walking into any variety store and watching someone cash in a plethora of lottery tickets, spend all their winnings ($10 here $5 there, free ticket) plus lay out a bunch of cash on top of that for even more lottery tickets. These people are usually dressed shabbily and have holes in their shoes. They are also the ones who will take no responsiblity for their own disease (if they happen to be gambling addicts) and want to sue someone else (e.g. - OLG; casino; etc.).
I find a lot of stupid people at Tim Horton's. I'll be waiting in line for like 10 minutes and when the person ahead of me orders they chose that time to start looking for change. If you have 10 minutes to wait why not get your money ready then? Makes sense to me.
Then there's the bank machine people. If two out of the three machines are busted and there's a line up. Please have some courtesy and put off paying the dozen checks, doing your taxes, etc. until a less busy time. Also bank machine kiosks are not garbage dumps. I think the people who use them as dumps are the same ones mentioned in my Shwa part of this post.
I guess I'm still in a bad mood from my very Crappy Christmas and Shitty New Year. DOH!!!
Dave the Dude
Let's talk about stupid pedestrians. When there is a hand on the streetlight that means don't walk or if the words "don't walk" are on the light that means DON'T WALK. I hate when people casually stroll across the street while I'm driving down it. I purposely speed up just to scare the shit out of them. If one day I happen to hit one it won't be my fault as they were jay walking. It's called Karma and evolution as the smartest will survive. Deal with it stupid people.
As I said I'm from Oshawa. We have a cornucopia of stupid people here. You can recognize them in many ways. The guys often have wife beater shirts on, are walking a pit bull or rotweiller and can't string more than two sentences together without swearing. The women often have tight track pants on, a shirt that doesn't fit and have the same vocabulary as the guys with the dogs (and they're often walking with the guys with the dogs). The stupidity can often be spotted at a young age. Just go to the Oshawa Centre at any time of the day and look for the 14-year-old kids pushing baby strollers. They've passed it on - it's a never ending cycle. The last hint is by walking into any variety store and watching someone cash in a plethora of lottery tickets, spend all their winnings ($10 here $5 there, free ticket) plus lay out a bunch of cash on top of that for even more lottery tickets. These people are usually dressed shabbily and have holes in their shoes. They are also the ones who will take no responsiblity for their own disease (if they happen to be gambling addicts) and want to sue someone else (e.g. - OLG; casino; etc.).
I find a lot of stupid people at Tim Horton's. I'll be waiting in line for like 10 minutes and when the person ahead of me orders they chose that time to start looking for change. If you have 10 minutes to wait why not get your money ready then? Makes sense to me.
Then there's the bank machine people. If two out of the three machines are busted and there's a line up. Please have some courtesy and put off paying the dozen checks, doing your taxes, etc. until a less busy time. Also bank machine kiosks are not garbage dumps. I think the people who use them as dumps are the same ones mentioned in my Shwa part of this post.
I guess I'm still in a bad mood from my very Crappy Christmas and Shitty New Year. DOH!!!
Dave the Dude
Friday, December 24, 2010
A Very Shitty Christmas and a Crappy New Year
Wow. What a month it's been. Things have gone from bad to worse and are just starting to get back to normal, but not quite. One day I awoke to find a pipe, furance and electrical problem in my house so a few hours later I have a plumber, electrician and furnace dude in my house. The house is almost 100-years-old and I expected some problems but not this many. I ended up buying a whole new furnace throwing my budget out the window. The electrical problem was about $1500. The only good thing was the plumber didn't charge me at all and showed me how to fix the issue myself (so far so good).
While this was all going on I was in a huge fight with my fiance. The following is the details of the fight. I've given her permission to block out any details she doesn't want publicly known.
So we woke up and ------------------------------- fuck you ------------------------------- I can't believe you did that ------------------------------- well you can just go to hell ------------------------------- okay sorry ------------------------------- and then you did this .... wait I thought you said ------------------------------- ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's about the gist of it. I don't know what it is but the holidays make people crazy. Everyone seems to be in one grumpy mood. I got all my shopping done in by December 21. Most of it was done way before via online shopping. The ironic thing is I don't even celebrate Christmas because I'm Jewish. But my fiance and the majority of my friends do celebrate it. One thing that has been really annoying me this holiday season is these people driving around with a red nose on their front grill and antlers sticking out of their windows. You're car does not look like Rudolph.
The other night I was watching the news and they did this 10 minute story on this guy whose million Christmas lights are being vandalized. In the end it turns out the guy is Jewish (so I don't know why he is putting up lights) and the vandals were rabbits. Talk about a slow news day. Isn't there violence going on somewhere in the Middle East or some starving kids somewhere.
Last night I watched my favourite holiday film The Hebrew Hammer. I got my fiance to watch it with me telling her how hilarious it is. I think she laughed once. Doh!!! I tell you there's nothing better than a Jewish super hero. His secret power is Jewish guilt. Jewish guilt!!!! How can you beat that?!!!!
Well this is going to be a short blog. Everyone have a safe holiday and happy New Year. Remember sleep late; have a Tims (but not after 3:00 PM today or at all tomorrow - what's up with them closing when I most need them?); take a bath; catch up on your favourite TV show; try not to stress; Live Long and Prosper.
Dave the Dude
While this was all going on I was in a huge fight with my fiance. The following is the details of the fight. I've given her permission to block out any details she doesn't want publicly known.
So we woke up and ------------------------------- fuck you ------------------------------- I can't believe you did that ------------------------------- well you can just go to hell ------------------------------- okay sorry ------------------------------- and then you did this .... wait I thought you said ------------------------------- ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's about the gist of it. I don't know what it is but the holidays make people crazy. Everyone seems to be in one grumpy mood. I got all my shopping done in by December 21. Most of it was done way before via online shopping. The ironic thing is I don't even celebrate Christmas because I'm Jewish. But my fiance and the majority of my friends do celebrate it. One thing that has been really annoying me this holiday season is these people driving around with a red nose on their front grill and antlers sticking out of their windows. You're car does not look like Rudolph.
The other night I was watching the news and they did this 10 minute story on this guy whose million Christmas lights are being vandalized. In the end it turns out the guy is Jewish (so I don't know why he is putting up lights) and the vandals were rabbits. Talk about a slow news day. Isn't there violence going on somewhere in the Middle East or some starving kids somewhere.
Last night I watched my favourite holiday film The Hebrew Hammer. I got my fiance to watch it with me telling her how hilarious it is. I think she laughed once. Doh!!! I tell you there's nothing better than a Jewish super hero. His secret power is Jewish guilt. Jewish guilt!!!! How can you beat that?!!!!
Well this is going to be a short blog. Everyone have a safe holiday and happy New Year. Remember sleep late; have a Tims (but not after 3:00 PM today or at all tomorrow - what's up with them closing when I most need them?); take a bath; catch up on your favourite TV show; try not to stress; Live Long and Prosper.
Dave the Dude
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
In the immortal words of Cliff Claven: What's up with that?
One of my favourite Cheers episodes (yes I'm dating myself here) was when Cliff Claven became a stand up comedian and the only one who got his jokes, which all ended with, "What's up with that?", was Lilith Crane. That was great. So in keeping with that tradition...
I keep seeing people in pick up trucks driving around with bull balls hung at the back of their truck. What's up with that? (to qualify I am from the Shwa). I saw one guy driving around in a Dodge truck with the words, "Dodge the Father - Ram the Daughter" written on his back window. He didn't have the bull balls hanging from his truck. What's up with that?
Every time something controversial happens in Ontario, Canada (can't speak for other provinces) people cry for a public inquiry. Case in point the most recent call for one is regarding the police and the G20 summit in Toronto. During my stint as a media montior I figured out that we spends millions of taxpayers dollars on these inquiries, they put out a huge report with recommendations and then nothing is done. I think they only one, to my memory, that actually accomplished something was the blood inquiry by Krever. What up with that?
The Human Rights Tribunal in Canadian provinces. What up with that? Stop whining people and get on with your life. The cases these tribunals hear are so ridiculous that the whole process has become a mockery. What up with that?
Twenty-five years after the Air India bombing the Canadian government reveals its action plan on terrorists. Need I say more - what's up with that?
Vegetarians; vegans; people who think Star Wars is better than Star Trek; drivers who lose all sense when the first snow fall comes; people who didn't get the Canadian classic TV show Corner Gas; fans of rap; people who don't like jazz; people who are going to vote for Dalton McGuinty in Ontario again; fans of any reality TV show other than the news and Jeopardy; people who think Twilight is a good vampire series; soccer; women who are against all men's gyms but think it's okay for an all women's gym; murder trials in Canada that take years to start -------WHAT'S UP WITH THAT!!????
Dave the Dude
I keep seeing people in pick up trucks driving around with bull balls hung at the back of their truck. What's up with that? (to qualify I am from the Shwa). I saw one guy driving around in a Dodge truck with the words, "Dodge the Father - Ram the Daughter" written on his back window. He didn't have the bull balls hanging from his truck. What's up with that?
Every time something controversial happens in Ontario, Canada (can't speak for other provinces) people cry for a public inquiry. Case in point the most recent call for one is regarding the police and the G20 summit in Toronto. During my stint as a media montior I figured out that we spends millions of taxpayers dollars on these inquiries, they put out a huge report with recommendations and then nothing is done. I think they only one, to my memory, that actually accomplished something was the blood inquiry by Krever. What up with that?
The Human Rights Tribunal in Canadian provinces. What up with that? Stop whining people and get on with your life. The cases these tribunals hear are so ridiculous that the whole process has become a mockery. What up with that?
Twenty-five years after the Air India bombing the Canadian government reveals its action plan on terrorists. Need I say more - what's up with that?
Vegetarians; vegans; people who think Star Wars is better than Star Trek; drivers who lose all sense when the first snow fall comes; people who didn't get the Canadian classic TV show Corner Gas; fans of rap; people who don't like jazz; people who are going to vote for Dalton McGuinty in Ontario again; fans of any reality TV show other than the news and Jeopardy; people who think Twilight is a good vampire series; soccer; women who are against all men's gyms but think it's okay for an all women's gym; murder trials in Canada that take years to start -------WHAT'S UP WITH THAT!!????
Dave the Dude
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