joe kapp!

the grey cup, canada's super bowl, is being played in vancouver today. the home town b.c. lions represent the western conference so a few b.c. lions from the past are part of the festivities. one of the biggest stars of the past is joe kapp. he led the lions to their first grey cup victory in 1964. joe went on to become a star in the national football league leading the minnesota vikings to the super bowl and then a semi big-shot college coach.

angela mosca was a defensive player for the hamilton tiger cats in the 1963 grey cup and injured one of the best players on the b.c. lions with a late dirty hit. angela was public enemy number one in b.c. and went on to become a famous bad guy pro rassler. joe and angela met up this weekend in a grey cup event and all hell broke loose. the two 73 year olds exchanged words and one thing lead to another. angela hit joe with his cane and joe punched his lights out:



oh yeah, the game is being played in our newly renovated stadium. about 500 million bucks were spent on renovating the stadium with the main upgrade being a retractable roof. it's been pissing down rain all weekend and guess what, the feckin roof leaks!

years ago the grey cup was known as the national drunk but things have changed and only a small fraction of canadians will get shit faced this weekend and sadly i won't be one of them. shit, you can't even get drunk and drive home these days.

i love you sons of bitches.

the media have no morals???

last sunday morning whilst watching a little television i stumbled upon a bbc program from australia debating whether or not the media has morals. i found myself glued to the tv and not changing channels every 30 seconds as i usually do. it wasn't so much the content that held my interest it was the style and grace of a few of the speakers. say what you want about the british, but when it comes to oration, they have no equals.

here is the first part of the program. i suggest you go to the the 6 minute 30 second mark and listen to kate adie wax poetic about the media morals. i could listen to her ad infinitum.



several of the speakers cited aljazeera english as being a very moral and truthful source of news. i spent some time reading reading their articles and deemed it bookmark worthy. this caught my interest, India battles a surge in diabetes it seems pollution and medical problems are the 2 largest exports of western economies these days.

to sum up, cnn is quickly turning into a tabloid style scandal sheet but i'm unable to fathom what direction the bbc is turning due to the hypnotic elegance of their journalists and i have a schoolboy crush on kate adie.

i love you sons of bitches.

buy nothing

in case anyone forgot, november 25 is BUY NOTHING DAY!

in addition to buying nothing it would be nice if people would register with ADBUSTERS and become an official CULTURE JAMMER! me and ruby have been culture jammers for years. the young and restless can occupy wall street but us more mature subversives can combat runaway consumerism with a little culture jamming.

speaking of retail larceny, i had to buy an hdmi cable for the tv i picked up for pops. the cheapest cable at best buy was $29.99. sonny told me to pick one up at the discount computer place. i got the same thing for $6.99! fuck best buy!

too bad i spilled the beans on pops age. i could have asked you to guess our individual ages with the sum total being 146 years. maybe next year.



i hope none of you sons of bitches buy anything on november 25!

90!!!

guess who turned 90 today!



that's my dad!!

i bought him a new tv and we celebrated by watching some deadwood this morning.

here's to you pops:



i love you sons of bitches.

90

jackpot!

good things come to those who wait and i waited like crazy.

after halloween i picked up 4 boxes of potato chips and 2 boxes of nestle's little candy bars. there were some chocolate pumpkins marked down to 77 cents per 100 grams but i already had enough treats. on friday i noticed those cute little chocolate pumpkins were marked down to 44 cents per 100 grams so i figured what the hell and bought a bag. when i went to the self serve checkout they rang up as 24 cents per 100 grams. this made me happy! can you guess what i did next?

i bought 4 more feckin bags!

i meant what i said and i said what i meant, no marked down stale ju jubes this year.



5 bags of chocolate pumpkins!

so i got that going for me too, which is nice.

i'm sweet on you sons of bitches.

pipelines and lizards

i will no longer criticize obama. from this point forward i will no longer use the name obama, hence forth he will either been known as "shit for brains" or "fluff for balls" on this little blog.

this all relates to shit for brains decision to delay making a decision on the keystone pipeline until after his re-election bid. had he just said, no fucking pipeline, application rejected, i would have been fine with that but to sacrifice a multi-billion dollar project in favor of his own political well being is pathetic.

financial markets hate uncertainty and that's the main thing fluff for balls brings to the table, uncertainty. will he try to appease his unionized labor base or will he try to appease his nut job liberal base? who the fuck knows?

here is the canadian view on all this: Keystone Cops’ crippling U.S. economy

but i'd rather talk about lizards. recently i purchased an e-reader. it had 100 pre-loaded free books and i decided to read moby dick. moby dick didn't show up until the 94% mark of the book. it was tough slogging reading that book. then i read neuromancer. another tough book to read. so fuck it, i turned to the lizards!



harry turtledove's world war series might be the best sci fi books i've ever read. this will be the 3rd time i've read them. it's an alternate history. lizards from another star system land on earth ready to conquer the primitive natives they scouted several hundred years ago. the lizards arrive in the midst of world war 2 and the humans aren't as primitive and ill equipped as they thought. it makes for an excellent adventure.



i love you sons of bitches.

occupy vancouver

yesterday a woman died at the OCCUPY VANCOUVER TENT CITY. previously there was a small debate as to whether or not the city should deal with the tent city. predictably the mayor waffled on the whole issue passing it along to the fire department, police department and the health board. the health board was sent to check out health issues and found a mess complete with rats having a jolly old time co-habitating with the tenters. the fire department then took a look and talked the tenters into creating fire lanes in the tent city. the whole thing was very civilized. in fact i would say that the city coddled the tenters.

now the mayor had decreed that THE TENT CITY BE SHUT DOWN.

throughout the whole farce i have heard nothing about wall street or robber barons. instead we heard that the tenters were having meetings to figure out what they were doing and elect leaders. i would have thought these things should have been decided before setting up the tent city. the one protest i heard about was OCCUPY THE VATICAN PROTEST PARADE. i can't remember much coming about regarding the occupy the vatican movement but i would rather see the vatican brought down than the business world.

so what has happened as a result of the occupy vancouver movement?

1. a young woman died, probably a drug overdose. there has been no official cause of death disclosed yet.

2. the art gallery lawns have been turned into a shit hole.

3. the left wing mayor of vancouver will probably lose the upcoming mayoral election due to his molly coddling of the tenters.

i have referred the occupiers as tenters rather than protesters because i think a bunch of professional malcontents jumped on the occupy bandwagon with no real goal or agenda.

rented a tent, a tent, a tent. rented a tent, a tent, a tent. rented a tent a tent....

a young woman died needlessly.

i think this song is quite relevant.



i love you sons of bitches.

battlestar galactica

it was tough work but someone had to do it. i recently finished watching all 4 seasons of battlestar galactica. as a longtime science fiction fan i thought battlestar was good but not the second coming as many critics made out. it got a little too full of itself in season 4. it seemed like all the rave reviews went to their heads.

i found the last 3 shows of season 3 to be the absolute pinnacle of the series. those shows were the trial of gauis baltar, the star of the series in my opinion. the series was on the cusp of greatness at that point but the bigshots running the show decided to get all artsy fartsy and topical. when the chief and colonel tigh were revealed to be cylons i was expecting great things but no, they pandered to the critics.

i've recently started watching deadwood for the 4th time. at first i was a little hesitant to commit myself to watching all 3 season again but after 5 minutes i fell in love all over again. this time around i've decided to pace myself. the plan is watch about 20 minutes each evening after a little fishing. i've said it before and i'll say it again, e.b. farnum and al swearengen are the best team in the history of television. i wonder how many times i'll watch the series before i croak?



i rest my case.