Saturday, December 31, 2005
Zona Boy's Psychic Predictions for 2006
Angelina tosses Brad.
Tens of thousands of Canadians plunge into depression when another U.S. based hockey team, namely the Nashville Predators, wins the Stanley Cup.
The Yankees fail to win the World Series again.
I will officially be told that I am leaving Canada.
Tony Pierce will find the woman he will marry. (but the marriage won't be in 2006)
Canada will lose one of it's most beloved.
The U.S. will lose one of it's most hated.
Despite everybody predicting a breakup for Brittany Spears she will announce after the summer that she is pregnant again.
I will have a life altering experience.
W's poll numbers will continue to decline even AFTER Bin Laden is located and killed.
Fidel Castro will die.
As a result of the U.S. Government's failure to curb spending combined with the cost of the war and Bush's insistence on continuing tax cuts and allowing big industry to outsource the Canadian and U.S. dollars will reach par.
Matthew Good will host the Grammys.
Red Green will host the Oscars.
Nickelback will announce that they have composed a Broadway musical.
In a move that stuns the world Canada will announce that they have traded Alberta to the United States for six magic beans.
Michael Landsberg will "come out".
Rush Limbaugh will have a near death experience where he discovers that everything he says is bullshit. He will then recover and after realizing the amount of money involved will continue to shovel.
Vesper and Binsk will continue to be the hottest babes online and only after HOURS of me convincing them that I am a very happily married man will they call off their jello wrestling duel with me as the prize. After I realize what I have done I will ascend the tallest building in Vancouver and jump.
Angelina tosses Brad.
Tens of thousands of Canadians plunge into depression when another U.S. based hockey team, namely the Nashville Predators, wins the Stanley Cup.
The Yankees fail to win the World Series again.
I will officially be told that I am leaving Canada.
Tony Pierce will find the woman he will marry. (but the marriage won't be in 2006)
Canada will lose one of it's most beloved.
The U.S. will lose one of it's most hated.
Despite everybody predicting a breakup for Brittany Spears she will announce after the summer that she is pregnant again.
I will have a life altering experience.
W's poll numbers will continue to decline even AFTER Bin Laden is located and killed.
Fidel Castro will die.
As a result of the U.S. Government's failure to curb spending combined with the cost of the war and Bush's insistence on continuing tax cuts and allowing big industry to outsource the Canadian and U.S. dollars will reach par.
Matthew Good will host the Grammys.
Red Green will host the Oscars.
Nickelback will announce that they have composed a Broadway musical.
In a move that stuns the world Canada will announce that they have traded Alberta to the United States for six magic beans.
Michael Landsberg will "come out".
Rush Limbaugh will have a near death experience where he discovers that everything he says is bullshit. He will then recover and after realizing the amount of money involved will continue to shovel.
Vesper and Binsk will continue to be the hottest babes online and only after HOURS of me convincing them that I am a very happily married man will they call off their jello wrestling duel with me as the prize. After I realize what I have done I will ascend the tallest building in Vancouver and jump.
Resolutions? F that.
Somebody will ask. Somebody at work. Maybe a complete stranger who I will want to hit square in the face while yelling "I resolve to assault more nosy strangers!!".
I don't make'em because although I'm a liar I don't wanna be a silly liar.
One year down on the southern border one of my coworkers asked what my new year's resolution was. The room was full of co workers and some members of the traveling public and I looked at her and said, "I've resolved to stop hitting my wife with a closed fist".
That was the last time anybody asked me there. In fact, when word got around the population of the entire area got into the habit of going out of THEIR way to get out of MY way.
It was great!
DISCLAIMER:
Because many of you are women I will say in ALL SERIOUSNESS that I have never as much as yelled at my wife and any man who assaults a woman in a domestic violence situation should be jailed for a minimum of 6 months on the 1st offense and 6 YEARS on the second.
Somebody will ask. Somebody at work. Maybe a complete stranger who I will want to hit square in the face while yelling "I resolve to assault more nosy strangers!!".
I don't make'em because although I'm a liar I don't wanna be a silly liar.
One year down on the southern border one of my coworkers asked what my new year's resolution was. The room was full of co workers and some members of the traveling public and I looked at her and said, "I've resolved to stop hitting my wife with a closed fist".
That was the last time anybody asked me there. In fact, when word got around the population of the entire area got into the habit of going out of THEIR way to get out of MY way.
It was great!
DISCLAIMER:
Because many of you are women I will say in ALL SERIOUSNESS that I have never as much as yelled at my wife and any man who assaults a woman in a domestic violence situation should be jailed for a minimum of 6 months on the 1st offense and 6 YEARS on the second.
The year in YOUR pictures
Searching through the links until I found a fave picture of mine that YOU, the viewers, posted of yourselves. I'm only missing one mysterious lady who posts a lot of pics of romantic women making it impossible for me to identify her.
Searching through the links until I found a fave picture of mine that YOU, the viewers, posted of yourselves. I'm only missing one mysterious lady who posts a lot of pics of romantic women making it impossible for me to identify her.
Friday, December 30, 2005
The year in MY pictures
I went through the pictures that I can find that were either shot of me or by me this past year.
Enjoy
I went through the pictures that I can find that were either shot of me or by me this past year.
Enjoy
Do you have a friend on who's door you can knock at any time knowing that you have food and lodging for as long as you need it? This is mine and I am his. Meet Oscar Castro. Oscar is one of the founding members of a Bolivian folkloric music group called Savia Andina. He has circled the globe several times and has played for Presidents and Kings. Savia Andina has released close to 50 albums, cassettes and CD's. When we are together it's a riotous conversation about politics and women and mayhem and it is heavily laced with profanity.
Savia Andina will be in Vancouver next November and I expect you to be there if you live in the Vancouver area.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Elder Zona Boy's blog, December 29, 1977
Today I entered the Language Training Mission in Provo, Utah. I will learn the Spanish language and the series of lessons I will teach to prospective converts during what will be my two year Mormon mission in Bolivia.
They lined us all up and gave us folders with some paperwork. A man walked by and marked an "x" on mine which meant that my hair was not short enough. All of us "x" guys were loaded into vans to go to the barber shop on the Brigham Young University campus next door.
I was assigned a companion because Elders should never be alone lest they fall into temptation. My "comp" (as we Elders say) is a guy named Val Mcintire and he is from Parker, AZ. We do not call each other by our first names. He is going to the same mission as me. In fact my whole group of twelve missionaries is going to the Bolivia, La Paz mission. Two in the group are girls, or "sister" missionaries.
We were assigned rooms in a large dorm. There are two bunk beds in each room and I got a top bunk. I will be here at the LTM for two months.
Today I entered the Language Training Mission in Provo, Utah. I will learn the Spanish language and the series of lessons I will teach to prospective converts during what will be my two year Mormon mission in Bolivia.
They lined us all up and gave us folders with some paperwork. A man walked by and marked an "x" on mine which meant that my hair was not short enough. All of us "x" guys were loaded into vans to go to the barber shop on the Brigham Young University campus next door.
I was assigned a companion because Elders should never be alone lest they fall into temptation. My "comp" (as we Elders say) is a guy named Val Mcintire and he is from Parker, AZ. We do not call each other by our first names. He is going to the same mission as me. In fact my whole group of twelve missionaries is going to the Bolivia, La Paz mission. Two in the group are girls, or "sister" missionaries.
We were assigned rooms in a large dorm. There are two bunk beds in each room and I got a top bunk. I will be here at the LTM for two months.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Look at that new ring willya? The dark blue hunk of azurite on my index finger. You should see it up close. It looks like circle ripples in a dark blue pond with small touches of malachite green. Not a bad pic of the wife. WE don't take very good pics but I thought the kids might like a pic on Christmas of the two of us.
Holy crap boys and girls. Write the date down. Christmas Day 2005. I'm in a coat and tie and I am not under subpoena nor am I going to a funeral or a wedding. This is very rare and you may never see it again.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Christmas ended up being a good one. The kids were happy with what they got. The older two got the shopping spree in Calgary and the daughter here got a nikon cool pics digital camera while the son got the fancy Lord of the Rings all-the-bells-and-whistles DVD boxed set and the COMPLETE Calvin and Hobbes. The damned books weigh about 30 pounds and dad is waiting patiently for his turn. The wife made me not buy her anything but she got an icicle man ornament for her b-day and some stuff from the kids. I got three DVD's from the list I posted on here. My oldest reads my blog.
Grapes of Wrath
White Sands
Three Days of the Condor
Working long hours all this week. We had goose for dinner and that will be the last time. It was good but there just isn't too much meat on one of those things. Tastes kinda like roast beef. Now I'm trying to scare up some tix to see the USA beat Canada like rented mules on New Year's Eve. (World Junior's Hockey Championship)
U S A
U S A
U S A!!!
Grapes of Wrath
White Sands
Three Days of the Condor
Working long hours all this week. We had goose for dinner and that will be the last time. It was good but there just isn't too much meat on one of those things. Tastes kinda like roast beef. Now I'm trying to scare up some tix to see the USA beat Canada like rented mules on New Year's Eve. (World Junior's Hockey Championship)
U S A
U S A
U S A!!!
Sunday, December 25, 2005
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Saturday, December 24, 2005
The Christmas wish of the voice inside of my head to each and every one of you, our friends.
May the sun caress your face
May the wind dance through your hair
May the songbirds sing your name
May the path beneath your feet
lead you to promised lands
May the clouds carry your imagination
to the happiest horizons
May my outstretched hand
allow you to know
to feel
to realize
that you are never alone.
May the sun caress your face
May the wind dance through your hair
May the songbirds sing your name
May the path beneath your feet
lead you to promised lands
May the clouds carry your imagination
to the happiest horizons
May my outstretched hand
allow you to know
to feel
to realize
that you are never alone.
Posted special for my Canadian friends. Merry Christmas EVERYBODY!!I'm actually going to stick my head in a church tomorrow so if you hear of a roof collapse in Richmond, BC you'll know why I've stopped posting. If not, I'll be back on Monday.
XOXOXOXO
ZB
I'm bored out of my gourd and pretty much done with Christmas so I have decided to post something that I said I'd wait until the 31st to post.
Sorry.
No he isn't.
You're right, I'm not.
Zona Boy's version of what the hell happened this year and what he wants to happen in the coming year but will probably fall on his face failing to accomplish.
This is the year I started this blog and I blame it all on Matthew Good. I met Matthew and his lovely wife Jennifer at the airport and one of the things we talked about was his very political blog. At that time I did not know exactly what a blog was. To make a long shory stort I followed their adventures in Las Vegas via Matt's blog and it led me to the blog of a man named Tony Pierce. The rest is history and this blog exists because it was about as easy to create as farting.
Michele was the first to link my blog for no apparent reason so she will always hold that special place for me. The rest of you and I have stumbled into each other here in "el blogo sfeero" and I am happy to know you all. Some of my links I have actually met face to face. Some links have come and gone for different reasons.
I told my son about my blog and my two daughters happened upon it which is why there is no nudity for the most part.
That's enough on the blog. Now on to the adventures of the past year.
My travels took me to,
Bolivia
Arizona (twice)
Calgary
The best CD I bought this year,
Tori Amos, Scarlet's Walk
Concerts,
Matthew Good
Nine Inch Nails
Sergio Mendes
Movies,
Collateral
Ray
Star Wars III
Napoleon Dynamite (not my idea)
Oh my god. Am I THAT freaking boring???
Sounds like it.
I DID buy a new car this year.
Only because your old car was plotting to kill you.
Yeah, what can I say?
You can tell them the great idea you came up with for this summer.
Next month I and going to buy an 8 megapixel canon digital camera. I've told you already about my planned trip in May. Well in August I am going to take a pledge of blog silence and post only PICTURES. At least one a day and pictures that I shot. No old stuff. All NEW. Why August you ask? Because I want it to be good. I want to talk to you in images. If anybody does it before me I won't mind. There are a few who can probably do it. I will have to fight the urge to start it early but I figure I will have it set up pretty good by that time. I'm thinking of about posting around 200 shots which means, as most photogs know, me shooting about 1000 shots. I also want to use the time to learn and practice photo shop.
That sounds like a photo blog to me.
Ah but you have to wait and see how I do it. THAT will make all the difference.
Since I'm in your head I can see what you mean.
If I pull it off it will be really cool. That's why I don't mind if somebody does it before me. Each person is unique.
DO it.
I hope to.
Sorry.
No he isn't.
You're right, I'm not.
Zona Boy's version of what the hell happened this year and what he wants to happen in the coming year but will probably fall on his face failing to accomplish.
This is the year I started this blog and I blame it all on Matthew Good. I met Matthew and his lovely wife Jennifer at the airport and one of the things we talked about was his very political blog. At that time I did not know exactly what a blog was. To make a long shory stort I followed their adventures in Las Vegas via Matt's blog and it led me to the blog of a man named Tony Pierce. The rest is history and this blog exists because it was about as easy to create as farting.
Michele was the first to link my blog for no apparent reason so she will always hold that special place for me. The rest of you and I have stumbled into each other here in "el blogo sfeero" and I am happy to know you all. Some of my links I have actually met face to face. Some links have come and gone for different reasons.
I told my son about my blog and my two daughters happened upon it which is why there is no nudity for the most part.
That's enough on the blog. Now on to the adventures of the past year.
My travels took me to,
Bolivia
Arizona (twice)
Calgary
The best CD I bought this year,
Tori Amos, Scarlet's Walk
Concerts,
Matthew Good
Nine Inch Nails
Sergio Mendes
Movies,
Collateral
Ray
Star Wars III
Napoleon Dynamite (not my idea)
Oh my god. Am I THAT freaking boring???
Sounds like it.
I DID buy a new car this year.
Only because your old car was plotting to kill you.
Yeah, what can I say?
You can tell them the great idea you came up with for this summer.
Next month I and going to buy an 8 megapixel canon digital camera. I've told you already about my planned trip in May. Well in August I am going to take a pledge of blog silence and post only PICTURES. At least one a day and pictures that I shot. No old stuff. All NEW. Why August you ask? Because I want it to be good. I want to talk to you in images. If anybody does it before me I won't mind. There are a few who can probably do it. I will have to fight the urge to start it early but I figure I will have it set up pretty good by that time. I'm thinking of about posting around 200 shots which means, as most photogs know, me shooting about 1000 shots. I also want to use the time to learn and practice photo shop.
That sounds like a photo blog to me.
Ah but you have to wait and see how I do it. THAT will make all the difference.
Since I'm in your head I can see what you mean.
If I pull it off it will be really cool. That's why I don't mind if somebody does it before me. Each person is unique.
DO it.
I hope to.
My Merry Christmas political statement of the season.
Merry Christmas everybody!!
Friday, December 23, 2005
So we're driving down Main street to the train station and my buddy asks who I have seen in concert.
Rock:
Neil Young, Linda Ronstadt with the Stone Ponies (future Eagles), Poco, Little River Band, AC/DC, 38 Special, Johnny Van Zandt Band, Allman Bros, Marshall Tucker, Charlie Daniels, The Babies, Journey, Styx, Kansas, Heart, Robert Palmer, Jefferson Starship, Fleetwood Mac, Kenny Loggins (twice), Loggins and Messina, Fairport Convention, Eagles, Roger McGuinn (Byrds), Graham Nash, Crosby Stills and Nash, Frank Zappa, The Pretenders, Dan Fogelberg, Neil Diamond (2), Yes (4 variations), Johnny Winter, The Tubes, Prince, Paul Revere and the Raiders, Cher, Rush (3), Matthew Good (5), Big Wreck, Gob (2), The Donnas, Green Day, Mighty Bosstones, Berlin, Alice Cooper, The Rolling Stones, George Thorogood, T Rex, Peter Tosh, Simple Minds, Mister Mister, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Queensryche, Blue Oyster Cult (2), Tragically Hip, Sam Roberts, Nickelback, Big Sugar, Default, Santana, Steely Dan, 707, Pat Benatar, REO Speedwagon, Loverboy, Bob Dylan, Nine Inch Nails, Jeff Beck, Jackson Browne, Little Feat, Head East, Pat Travers, The Moody Blues (2), Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, Queens of the Stone Age, Papa Roach
Jazz:
Spyro Gyra, Grover Washington Jr., Fourplay, Pat Metheny. Tim Weisberg, Sergio Mendes, Ottmer Liebert, Johnny McGlaughlin Al Di Meola and Paco de Lucia, Kenny Rankin
Spanish:
Emanuel, Luis Miguel, Jose Luis Rodriguez, Savia Nueva, Emma Junaro
If I think of any more I'll edit them in using italics.
Rock:
Neil Young, Linda Ronstadt with the Stone Ponies (future Eagles), Poco, Little River Band, AC/DC, 38 Special, Johnny Van Zandt Band, Allman Bros, Marshall Tucker, Charlie Daniels, The Babies, Journey, Styx, Kansas, Heart, Robert Palmer, Jefferson Starship, Fleetwood Mac, Kenny Loggins (twice), Loggins and Messina, Fairport Convention, Eagles, Roger McGuinn (Byrds), Graham Nash, Crosby Stills and Nash, Frank Zappa, The Pretenders, Dan Fogelberg, Neil Diamond (2), Yes (4 variations), Johnny Winter, The Tubes, Prince, Paul Revere and the Raiders, Cher, Rush (3), Matthew Good (5), Big Wreck, Gob (2), The Donnas, Green Day, Mighty Bosstones, Berlin, Alice Cooper, The Rolling Stones, George Thorogood, T Rex, Peter Tosh, Simple Minds, Mister Mister, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Queensryche, Blue Oyster Cult (2), Tragically Hip, Sam Roberts, Nickelback, Big Sugar, Default, Santana, Steely Dan, 707, Pat Benatar, REO Speedwagon, Loverboy, Bob Dylan, Nine Inch Nails, Jeff Beck, Jackson Browne, Little Feat, Head East, Pat Travers, The Moody Blues (2), Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, Queens of the Stone Age, Papa Roach
Jazz:
Spyro Gyra, Grover Washington Jr., Fourplay, Pat Metheny. Tim Weisberg, Sergio Mendes, Ottmer Liebert, Johnny McGlaughlin Al Di Meola and Paco de Lucia, Kenny Rankin
Spanish:
Emanuel, Luis Miguel, Jose Luis Rodriguez, Savia Nueva, Emma Junaro
If I think of any more I'll edit them in using italics.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
That sure was nice of the Prez to lend his image for a public service announcement in Mexico City! Its says "Respect others. Yield to pedestrians".
Ian Astbury of The Cult and Riders On The Storm (The Doors) came by today. The Riders played the Commodore the day before yesterday. Ian stayed behind an extra day with his two sons. While we're talking he pulls out his tour pass and asked if I would like to have it. "Why yes, that would be great" says I and then he signed it for me.Very cool.
See that lady next to doofus? A number of years ago TODAY, a number I won't specify, that nice lady was born in Oruro, Bolivia. What I will say is that she has been married to doofus for just over half of our lives. I don't know how I managed to survive the first half of my life without her and even though sometimes I'm a selfish prick I just don't know what I would do without her.
Happy Birthday sweetheart.
I love you very much.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
TRUE STORY
Some years ago I walked into the office at work one day and I was looking at the schedule for the next two weeks. Now I don't know how the hell they got on the subject but one of the male inspectors was talking to the three secretaries about how men wake up with "morning wood" and two of the girls nodded in acknowledgement because both had been married.
I'm trying not to acknowledge anything because it can be dangerous when such talk happens at the workplace and goes a bit beyond the limit.
So the guy relates that men also have to pee when they get up in the morning and that can be precarious. Then he announces that he solves the problem by sitting down to pee and the girls get this hmmm, how interesting look to them.
So by this time I'm looking at the group and the three girls look at me all at once as if they wanted me to say something.
So I did.
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I can't do that. I don't fit" and then I walked out of the office. I got interesting looks from the girls for about a week.
Interesting the things I recollect when I'm bored in my training class at work.
Some years ago I walked into the office at work one day and I was looking at the schedule for the next two weeks. Now I don't know how the hell they got on the subject but one of the male inspectors was talking to the three secretaries about how men wake up with "morning wood" and two of the girls nodded in acknowledgement because both had been married.
I'm trying not to acknowledge anything because it can be dangerous when such talk happens at the workplace and goes a bit beyond the limit.
So the guy relates that men also have to pee when they get up in the morning and that can be precarious. Then he announces that he solves the problem by sitting down to pee and the girls get this hmmm, how interesting look to them.
So by this time I'm looking at the group and the three girls look at me all at once as if they wanted me to say something.
So I did.
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I can't do that. I don't fit" and then I walked out of the office. I got interesting looks from the girls for about a week.
Interesting the things I recollect when I'm bored in my training class at work.
Monday, December 19, 2005
We bought number candles for my son's birthday cake last week. After he blew them out I told my wife to save them and in 4 years I would use them. JEEZUS I've been in Canada too long. Now I'm recycling frikking CANDLES!!!
Been tagged by chloe and I know all the chicks want me to so here goes.
10 years ago
I was on the southern border. Douglas, Arizona. Working in the cold and the wind and the dust. Not much to say about that. I was a volunteer coach for the high school girl's soccer team which I enjoyed very much. I had forgotten more about soccer than the actual coach ever knew. I did my share of yelling out direction but it all paid off when one of the girls who I clashed with from the start came up after practice one day and said "coach, now I understand. Thanks for all you've taught me".
I'd love to do that again.
5 years ago
I was going into my second year of Calgary winters. I had seen the beauty of the northern lights directly over my head. Shoveling the driveway didn't seem as fun as the first winter. Work was great.
Last year
My grandson was two months old and my dad was five months gone. I was a few days away from holding Conroy for the first time and wondering if he and his great grandfather had crossed paths and talked in some spiritual place between the presence of God and the world.
Yesterday
I was on the computer most of the day and in the evening became angry at my wife for giving my ATM card to my daughter who then promptly lost it.
Five yummy things
Saltenas (Bolivian food)
Tim Horton's hot chocolate
Tuna on club crackers
Coca Cola
*censored*
Five things I know by heart
My phone number
My mom's phone number
My lasagna recipe
My high school's fight song
The way home
Five things I'd do with lots of money
Give lots of it away
Build a resort with golf course in Tarija, Bolivia
Drive the 49 states
Play golf
Play more golf
Five favorite TV shows
HILL STREET BLUES!!
Seinfeld
The Simpsons
Most Extreme Elimination Challenge
Northern Exposure
Five things I'd never wear
Two left shoes
A thong (you're welcome)
Any kind of necklace
A team Canada jersey
A crown
Things I enjoy doing
Golf (duh)
Blogging while listening to great tunes
Vegitating while listening to great tunes
Driving alone and long with a large selection of great tunes
Writing when inspired
10 years ago
I was on the southern border. Douglas, Arizona. Working in the cold and the wind and the dust. Not much to say about that. I was a volunteer coach for the high school girl's soccer team which I enjoyed very much. I had forgotten more about soccer than the actual coach ever knew. I did my share of yelling out direction but it all paid off when one of the girls who I clashed with from the start came up after practice one day and said "coach, now I understand. Thanks for all you've taught me".
I'd love to do that again.
5 years ago
I was going into my second year of Calgary winters. I had seen the beauty of the northern lights directly over my head. Shoveling the driveway didn't seem as fun as the first winter. Work was great.
Last year
My grandson was two months old and my dad was five months gone. I was a few days away from holding Conroy for the first time and wondering if he and his great grandfather had crossed paths and talked in some spiritual place between the presence of God and the world.
Yesterday
I was on the computer most of the day and in the evening became angry at my wife for giving my ATM card to my daughter who then promptly lost it.
Five yummy things
Saltenas (Bolivian food)
Tim Horton's hot chocolate
Tuna on club crackers
Coca Cola
*censored*
Five things I know by heart
My phone number
My mom's phone number
My lasagna recipe
My high school's fight song
The way home
Five things I'd do with lots of money
Give lots of it away
Build a resort with golf course in Tarija, Bolivia
Drive the 49 states
Play golf
Play more golf
Five favorite TV shows
HILL STREET BLUES!!
Seinfeld
The Simpsons
Most Extreme Elimination Challenge
Northern Exposure
Five things I'd never wear
Two left shoes
A thong (you're welcome)
Any kind of necklace
A team Canada jersey
A crown
Things I enjoy doing
Golf (duh)
Blogging while listening to great tunes
Vegitating while listening to great tunes
Driving alone and long with a large selection of great tunes
Writing when inspired
My son is doing okay and I hope the talk we had convinced him of that. He's got a good job and is paying all his bills on time. He seems kinda melancholy about it all but I explained to him that there are kids with college degrees that are in the same boat as him.
He's 20 but he's matured beyond his years.
I'm really happy that he isn't the little shit that used to drive me crazy anymore and I bet he now feels that I've mellowed from the asshole that used to hassle him all those years.
The creative space of the beyond independent Calgary based band known as The Falling Pianos.
I've heard their latest offering which has yet to be completed and I hope they finish it because it is their finest work and is great Irish flavor in-a-pub-have-a-pint-or-twelve music.
FINISH IT LADS!!! Cause the drummer's dad wants to buy 20 to send to all his blog buddies.
How many people use fashion to erase themselves into creations of what they think the world wants to see them as?
Sunday, December 18, 2005
So I go to pick up my son and I'm waiting on the sofa when one of the cats leaps up on my lap wanting attention. I'm cool with cats so I pet him for a while and he purrs. I stop petting him and he forces his head under my hand so I pet him some more. I stop petting him and he stands up and HEAD BUTTS me in the FACE.
So I pick the cat up and since there's snow outside we go play "avalanche". I'll be damned if that cat doesn't dig himself out FIVE TIMES in a row. My son opens the back door to let me know he's ready and the cat bolts inside.
I didn't see the cat anymore. Maybe next trip we can play again.
I look at the women of my links and ask, why don't you have Joni Mitchell's For The Roses?
Lesson in Survival
Lesson in survival
Spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books-the bible
Only a reminder
That you're just not good enough
You need to believe in something
Once I could in our love
Black road
Double yellow line
Friends and kin
Campers in the kitchen
That's fine sometimes
But I know my needs
My sweet tumbleweed
I need more quiet times
By a river flowing
You and me
Deep kisses
And the sun going down
Maybe it's paranoia
Maybe it's sensitivity
Your friends protect you
Scrutinize me
I get so damned timid
Not at all the spirit
That's inside of me
Oh baby I can't seem to make it
With you socially
There's this reef around me
I'm looking way out at the ocean
Love to see that green water in motion
I'm going to get a boat
And we can row it
If you ever get the notion
To be needed by me
Fresh salmon frying
And the tide rolling in
I went to see a friend tonight
Was very late when I walked in
My talking as it rambled
Revealed suspicious reasoning
The visit seemed to darken him
I came in as bright
As a neon light
And I burned out
Right there before him
I told him these things
I'm telling you now
Watched them buckle up
In his brow
When you dig down deep
You lose good sleep
And it makes you
Heavy company
I will always love you
Hands are like
Magnet and iron
The souls
There are a lot of Tori Amos fans among my links and I am one to but just look at those lyrics! You wanna talk about someone who writes from deep down in the soul.
On this song it's just her on a piano.
I highly recommend it
Lesson in Survival
Lesson in survival
Spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books-the bible
Only a reminder
That you're just not good enough
You need to believe in something
Once I could in our love
Black road
Double yellow line
Friends and kin
Campers in the kitchen
That's fine sometimes
But I know my needs
My sweet tumbleweed
I need more quiet times
By a river flowing
You and me
Deep kisses
And the sun going down
Maybe it's paranoia
Maybe it's sensitivity
Your friends protect you
Scrutinize me
I get so damned timid
Not at all the spirit
That's inside of me
Oh baby I can't seem to make it
With you socially
There's this reef around me
I'm looking way out at the ocean
Love to see that green water in motion
I'm going to get a boat
And we can row it
If you ever get the notion
To be needed by me
Fresh salmon frying
And the tide rolling in
I went to see a friend tonight
Was very late when I walked in
My talking as it rambled
Revealed suspicious reasoning
The visit seemed to darken him
I came in as bright
As a neon light
And I burned out
Right there before him
I told him these things
I'm telling you now
Watched them buckle up
In his brow
When you dig down deep
You lose good sleep
And it makes you
Heavy company
I will always love you
Hands are like
Magnet and iron
The souls
There are a lot of Tori Amos fans among my links and I am one to but just look at those lyrics! You wanna talk about someone who writes from deep down in the soul.
On this song it's just her on a piano.
I highly recommend it
Of all the people I have met in my work the most beautiful I think will always be Joanna Krupa. Inside and out. Joanna doesn't walk. She flows. I know I know. I've posted about it before. I just want all you new people to know.
Go though my archives and look up the posts on stunning women and glowing women and alluring women and you will have my thoughts on Joanna.
My Christmas wish of the moment
Christmas ended when I was much younger. Now I have spent many years attempting to make wishes come true. Many times I have failed but hell, not all my dreams came true. I asked for a train set for years and finally got one when I didn't care anymore.
You know what I want? What my gift fantasy is?
A forest green Jaguar
A gas tank that is magically always full
A wallet that magically always has $1000.00
Valid ID in the name of John Doe
Two years time by myself
No phone
No rear view mirror
No feeling of regret
Christmas ended when I was much younger. Now I have spent many years attempting to make wishes come true. Many times I have failed but hell, not all my dreams came true. I asked for a train set for years and finally got one when I didn't care anymore.
You know what I want? What my gift fantasy is?
A forest green Jaguar
A gas tank that is magically always full
A wallet that magically always has $1000.00
Valid ID in the name of John Doe
Two years time by myself
No phone
No rear view mirror
No feeling of regret
The greatest song ever recorded for a long drive with the windows or top down.
Chris Rea, Texas
The greatest song ever recorded to meditate yourself into a long drive.
Joni Mitchell, The Refuge of the Roads
Chris Rea, Texas
The greatest song ever recorded to meditate yourself into a long drive.
Joni Mitchell, The Refuge of the Roads
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Movies I wanna see again but am too lazy to get off my ass and rent buy or steal.
White Sands
Stalag 17
Being There
Grapes of Wrath
Three Days of the Condor
True Grit
Giant
The Last Emperor
The Amateur
Blue Velvet
Red Sky at Morning
52 Pick Up
Sea of Love
Year of the Dragon
Johnny Handsome
Creator
Movies I recommend and will loan to you.
Sorcerer
Miller's Crossing
Prince of Tides (on VHS)
True Romance
Milagro Beanfield War
Cool Hand Luke
White Sands
Stalag 17
Being There
Grapes of Wrath
Three Days of the Condor
True Grit
Giant
The Last Emperor
The Amateur
Blue Velvet
Red Sky at Morning
52 Pick Up
Sea of Love
Year of the Dragon
Johnny Handsome
Creator
Movies I recommend and will loan to you.
Sorcerer
Miller's Crossing
Prince of Tides (on VHS)
True Romance
Milagro Beanfield War
Cool Hand Luke
Aw FUCK IT
My kids drank my last bottle of Kabbalah water and the batteries on my E-Meter are dead.
Can anything else go wrong today?
My kids drank my last bottle of Kabbalah water and the batteries on my E-Meter are dead.
Can anything else go wrong today?
I am constantly looking for a perfect CD. I'm not quite obsessing about it but I have given up on trying to put 80 minutes on a CD because when I do I often find two or three songs that I'm always skipping. So short is now good.
Here's one that I'm working on.
Elton John
Feed Me
Street Kids
Tower of Babel
Capt Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
Meal Ticket
Hard Luck Story
Someone saved my life tonight
I'm making CD's for my trip in May when I drive from Tucson up to Montana, across the "hi line" (high line. THEY call it hi line) and back down through South Dakota, Wyoming, Colorado and New Mexico. It'll take me about a week. I will be alone, which is my fave way to travel, and I will have my new 8 megapixel canon with me.
What will I see?
Well once I leave the major highway at Flagstaff, AZ I will drive to Lake Powell to play golf. Then I head through the canyon lands of southern Utah. Then back on major highway (I-15) up through Utah, Idaho, and Montana to a small town called Shelby. That's about one hour from Canada. I hang a right and head east on highway 2 across the state. That's the "hi line".
I'll see a friend in Plentywood, MT. (where Sitting Bull surrendered to the U.S. Army) before heading to Williston, ND to play golf. Then down to a little place in South Dakota called Custer (where Sitting Bull kicked some U.S. Army's ass). Mt Rushmore is there so I'll stop by but don't expect a pic of it because there are way too many.
South thru Wyoming to the major highway at Cheyenne then off onto highway 64 to Taos. I'll do the Santa Fe thing and then whatever I'm in the mood for back to Tucson. Maybe 4 corners maybe not. I might stop anywhere along that route to wait for the sun to be right on something I just HAVE TOO shoot.
Oughta be fun.
Here's one that I'm working on.
Elton John
Feed Me
Street Kids
Tower of Babel
Capt Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
Meal Ticket
Hard Luck Story
Someone saved my life tonight
I'm making CD's for my trip in May when I drive from Tucson up to Montana, across the "hi line" (high line. THEY call it hi line) and back down through South Dakota, Wyoming, Colorado and New Mexico. It'll take me about a week. I will be alone, which is my fave way to travel, and I will have my new 8 megapixel canon with me.
What will I see?
Well once I leave the major highway at Flagstaff, AZ I will drive to Lake Powell to play golf. Then I head through the canyon lands of southern Utah. Then back on major highway (I-15) up through Utah, Idaho, and Montana to a small town called Shelby. That's about one hour from Canada. I hang a right and head east on highway 2 across the state. That's the "hi line".
I'll see a friend in Plentywood, MT. (where Sitting Bull surrendered to the U.S. Army) before heading to Williston, ND to play golf. Then down to a little place in South Dakota called Custer (where Sitting Bull kicked some U.S. Army's ass). Mt Rushmore is there so I'll stop by but don't expect a pic of it because there are way too many.
South thru Wyoming to the major highway at Cheyenne then off onto highway 64 to Taos. I'll do the Santa Fe thing and then whatever I'm in the mood for back to Tucson. Maybe 4 corners maybe not. I might stop anywhere along that route to wait for the sun to be right on something I just HAVE TOO shoot.
Oughta be fun.
Just to compare.
Did you read the post where I was shocked that a rapist convicted of four rapes in Canada was sentenced to 25 years? I was shocked because that is pretty stiff for Canada as you Canadians know.
So this morning I read my online home town newspaper. (azstarnet.com) A man was convicted of raping four women in Tucson. He now faces a MINIMUM MANDATORY sentence of 52.5 years in prison. The max that the judge can give him is 400 years.
Did you read the post where I was shocked that a rapist convicted of four rapes in Canada was sentenced to 25 years? I was shocked because that is pretty stiff for Canada as you Canadians know.
So this morning I read my online home town newspaper. (azstarnet.com) A man was convicted of raping four women in Tucson. He now faces a MINIMUM MANDATORY sentence of 52.5 years in prison. The max that the judge can give him is 400 years.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Today's theme song.
It doesn't matter if we turn to dust
turn
and turn
and turn we must
I guess I'll see you
Dancing in the ruins tonight
Blue Oyster Cult
It doesn't matter if we turn to dust
turn
and turn
and turn we must
I guess I'll see you
Dancing in the ruins tonight
Blue Oyster Cult
Day off.
Sunny.
Balmy 37 degrees.
Golf courses frozen.
Guess I'll go have some Frosted Flakes for breakfast.
Then shower.
sigh
Sunny.
Balmy 37 degrees.
Golf courses frozen.
Guess I'll go have some Frosted Flakes for breakfast.
Then shower.
sigh
Thursday, December 15, 2005
I could kick myself!
I've blown some people away with my perceptions and "reads" of them. Sometimes it chills me to the bone when I'm right.
Today was an example.
A girl came up to me and I INSTANTLY knew that she was going to be famous. I wanted to start off the conversation with, "You are going to be famous" but given the position I'm in when I deal with people it's a risk so I asked what she did. She answered that she was an actor and wanted to be on the stage in New York. I told her about my first impression I got of her as she walked up, that she was going to be famous. Of course she was happy and I could tell by the look in her face that she didn't think I was messing with her.
Then I cautioned her not to key on what I said and think that just because I said she would be famous that it would be automatic. I explained she was headed that way but there might be a subtle hint that she would need to get that might make the difference. I told her that when she got there to remember that I had told her.
I'll give you another example.
Some years ago a family from New York came up to me. Mom, dad, two sons and a daughter. The daughter was much younger than her two brothers. I looked at the girl. Then I looked at the dad and said, "she's very talented isn't she?". He was FLOORED. He looked at me and asked why I would say that. I told him that it was just the way she was looking around. It was a very inquisitive manner. Like she was actually studying everything she saw. Then he floored ME. "She is a concert violinist. She's played in front of audiences in New York". The girl was 12 years-old.
Scary eh?
TRUE stories. Both of them.
This thing doesn't happen real often (thank god) and I can't MAKE it happen but when it does it's really strong.
I believe we all have it to some extent.
I've blown some people away with my perceptions and "reads" of them. Sometimes it chills me to the bone when I'm right.
Today was an example.
A girl came up to me and I INSTANTLY knew that she was going to be famous. I wanted to start off the conversation with, "You are going to be famous" but given the position I'm in when I deal with people it's a risk so I asked what she did. She answered that she was an actor and wanted to be on the stage in New York. I told her about my first impression I got of her as she walked up, that she was going to be famous. Of course she was happy and I could tell by the look in her face that she didn't think I was messing with her.
Then I cautioned her not to key on what I said and think that just because I said she would be famous that it would be automatic. I explained she was headed that way but there might be a subtle hint that she would need to get that might make the difference. I told her that when she got there to remember that I had told her.
I'll give you another example.
Some years ago a family from New York came up to me. Mom, dad, two sons and a daughter. The daughter was much younger than her two brothers. I looked at the girl. Then I looked at the dad and said, "she's very talented isn't she?". He was FLOORED. He looked at me and asked why I would say that. I told him that it was just the way she was looking around. It was a very inquisitive manner. Like she was actually studying everything she saw. Then he floored ME. "She is a concert violinist. She's played in front of audiences in New York". The girl was 12 years-old.
Scary eh?
TRUE stories. Both of them.
This thing doesn't happen real often (thank god) and I can't MAKE it happen but when it does it's really strong.
I believe we all have it to some extent.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
The newest CD
Joe Jackson: Right and Wrong
The Who: Eminance Front
Robert Plant: Big Log
Doobie Bros: For Someone Special
Roxy Music: Aint That So
David and David: River's Gonna Rise
Jimmy Barnes: Too Much Love Aint Enough Love
Joe Jackson: Right and Wrong
The Who: Eminance Front
Robert Plant: Big Log
Doobie Bros: For Someone Special
Roxy Music: Aint That So
David and David: River's Gonna Rise
Jimmy Barnes: Too Much Love Aint Enough Love
If I smoked I would smoke Lucky Strikes.
It's the coolest sounding cigarette.
It's the coolest logo.
I would feel cool smoking Lucky Strikes while leaning on a street light waiting for a woman with those cool nylons with the seam down the back.
Too bad that none of those is a good enough reason to start smoking.
Lap it up ladies. Superman came by today and....he's gone BLONDE!! We talked about ten minutes on everything from family heirlooms to his worrying about his son being afraid because he hasn't seen him blonde yet. He's a really nice guy
So there we were, the three amigos, on the road on business and one of is is a single man who likes to bust our nuts all the time because we're married and even though we're on the road we wear our wedding rings because as I tell him "my life is already complicated enough". This guy is a good looking man and lucky with the ladies and LOVES to brag about it.
So there we are in a restaurant/bar on our fourth or fifth night. Me and the other married amigo are at the bar and single amigo is at a table having dinner with a very very nice looking woman. So I call a waiter over and I have a twenty in my hand and this is what happens.
They finish dinner and the table becomes surrounded by waiters and one has a small cake with a sparkler going and everybody breaks into a vigorous version of "happy birthday". Single amigo just doesn't quite know what to do and it shows.
Now what happened next was completely unplanned. One of the waiters told him that his wife called me and asked me to set it all up. (that had been my story but a DIFFERENT waiter) He thought the woman was single amigo's wife! Now the woman thinks single amigo is MARRIED!!
Thank god this wasn't a violent woman. She just got up and walked out. About half of the waiters figured it out and they soon ALL scurried away from the "fresh crime scene". Single amigo came over to the bar and we were laughing so hard that he started laughing and all the staff was let in on the joke and we got hammered and the manager refused to let us pay the bar tab.
Ah those were the days. ;)
So there we are in a restaurant/bar on our fourth or fifth night. Me and the other married amigo are at the bar and single amigo is at a table having dinner with a very very nice looking woman. So I call a waiter over and I have a twenty in my hand and this is what happens.
They finish dinner and the table becomes surrounded by waiters and one has a small cake with a sparkler going and everybody breaks into a vigorous version of "happy birthday". Single amigo just doesn't quite know what to do and it shows.
Now what happened next was completely unplanned. One of the waiters told him that his wife called me and asked me to set it all up. (that had been my story but a DIFFERENT waiter) He thought the woman was single amigo's wife! Now the woman thinks single amigo is MARRIED!!
Thank god this wasn't a violent woman. She just got up and walked out. About half of the waiters figured it out and they soon ALL scurried away from the "fresh crime scene". Single amigo came over to the bar and we were laughing so hard that he started laughing and all the staff was let in on the joke and we got hammered and the manager refused to let us pay the bar tab.
Ah those were the days. ;)
It's time for exercise!
It's time for FUN!!
Sit down and raise your right foot.
Now move it in circles clockwise.
Reach out with your right hand and "draw" a big number 6.
Your foot will turn around and chase your hand.
Try to stop it. I dare ya.
It's time for FUN!!
Sit down and raise your right foot.
Now move it in circles clockwise.
Reach out with your right hand and "draw" a big number 6.
Your foot will turn around and chase your hand.
Try to stop it. I dare ya.
Joe Jackson, Right and Wrong
Stop everything
I think I hear the President
The Pied Piper of the TV screen
Is gonna make it simple
And he's got it all mapped out
And illustrated with cartoons
Too hard for clever folks to understand
They're more used to words like:
Ideology . . .
They're not talkin' 'bout right and left
They're talkin' 'bout
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
So what ya think
You like the Yankees or the Mets this year
And what about this latest war of words
And what about the Commies
I saw the news last night
All illustrated with cartoons
So when they come with that opinion poll
They better not use words like
Ideology . . .
Or try to tell me 'bout the issues
Ideology . . .
Whose side are you on
We're talkin' 'boutRight and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
Where are we?
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
That's my annual bi-weekly political thought of the hour.
(It's a GREAT tune too)
Stop everything
I think I hear the President
The Pied Piper of the TV screen
Is gonna make it simple
And he's got it all mapped out
And illustrated with cartoons
Too hard for clever folks to understand
They're more used to words like:
Ideology . . .
They're not talkin' 'bout right and left
They're talkin' 'bout
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
So what ya think
You like the Yankees or the Mets this year
And what about this latest war of words
And what about the Commies
I saw the news last night
All illustrated with cartoons
So when they come with that opinion poll
They better not use words like
Ideology . . .
Or try to tell me 'bout the issues
Ideology . . .
Whose side are you on
We're talkin' 'boutRight and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
Where are we?
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
'Tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that you'll never see
That's my annual bi-weekly political thought of the hour.
(It's a GREAT tune too)
Monday, December 12, 2005
I saw a commercial that said 40 was the new 30 so I decided to head downtown to the bar scene.
I see a table of 25 year-oldish girls laughing and seemingly having a good time so I send them a round of drinks. AMAZING!! They all get up with their glasses and head in my direction all smiling and sexy like. God I love the television I'm thinking.
Seconds later I'm flicking a drink garnish out of my lap and wondering where I can go to get these stains out of my shirt and shower this liquor out of my hair. The bartender is laughing so I grab all my change off the bar.
So much for your tip dickhead.
I want to thank Bernard Callebaut for teaching me that all those years growing up I just THOUGHT I was eating chocolate. The labels said chocolate but I now know that they lied.
Bernard is based in Calgary but the world of chocolate knows who he is because they give him all kinds of awards. There are no artificial ingredients in Bernard Callebaut chocolate and to properly eat it you put it on your tongue and just move it around as it melts.
It's heaven.
For you Vancouveridians I understand that he has a shop in White Rock. I would not be suprised to find out that he has one in North Van but I'm not sure.
I want to thank the internet because when I leave Canada I will still be able to get my tongue under some Bernard Callebaut chocolate.
Bernard is based in Calgary but the world of chocolate knows who he is because they give him all kinds of awards. There are no artificial ingredients in Bernard Callebaut chocolate and to properly eat it you put it on your tongue and just move it around as it melts.
It's heaven.
For you Vancouveridians I understand that he has a shop in White Rock. I would not be suprised to find out that he has one in North Van but I'm not sure.
I want to thank the internet because when I leave Canada I will still be able to get my tongue under some Bernard Callebaut chocolate.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
I posted this in Tony Pierce's comment section
Dear Tony,
How to Blog is still in my bathroom.
I'm not reading it in order. I never read anything in order. That's why I got an F on every book report in school.
My wife just asked me why I have a pen with the book.
I told her I was posting comments.
That's not the weird part.
The WEIRD part is that sometimes I'm suprised that I'm the only one posting comments in the book.
I'm enjoying it very much.
You guys need to buy it if you haven't already.
Much love,
Zona Boy
Dear Tony,
How to Blog is still in my bathroom.
I'm not reading it in order. I never read anything in order. That's why I got an F on every book report in school.
My wife just asked me why I have a pen with the book.
I told her I was posting comments.
That's not the weird part.
The WEIRD part is that sometimes I'm suprised that I'm the only one posting comments in the book.
I'm enjoying it very much.
You guys need to buy it if you haven't already.
Much love,
Zona Boy
SINCE I have this world wide audience.....
I want to suggest some music to explore if you're familiar with any of those rumored file sharing sites.
54-40
Ocean Pearl
She la
Wide Mouth Mason
Lay me down
Midnight Rain
Blue Rodeo
Try
The Murmurs
Big Talker
Jann Arden
Wonderdrug
Will you remember me?
Could I be your girl?
If you do, let me know what you think.
I want to suggest some music to explore if you're familiar with any of those rumored file sharing sites.
54-40
Ocean Pearl
She la
Wide Mouth Mason
Lay me down
Midnight Rain
Blue Rodeo
Try
The Murmurs
Big Talker
Jann Arden
Wonderdrug
Will you remember me?
Could I be your girl?
If you do, let me know what you think.
How much am a freak am I?
I'm blogging through the weekend when most of you are relaxing or seeking real activities.
I get my coca cola at the same food court place in the airport everyday because theirs tastes best and it bothers me when they don't put just the right amount of ice in the cup BEFORE putting the coke in.
I go to Tim Horton's just about every day at work and I am currently on my "winter menu" which is a large hot chocolate and a chocolate dip donut. My "summer menu" is a blueberry muffin and a milk.
I kiss my wife when I leave and when I get home from anywhere except for when I leave in the morning because she's still asleep. We kiss a lot but I will not drink out of the same glass as her. Or anybody for that matter.
I cross myself but I'm not catholic.
I greet monks with my palms together but I'm not Buddhist.
I give people the finger but I don't want to fuck them.
I greet many women with "hello kid" and many men with "hey hoss". Men are mostly confused but every woman except for one has felt complimented. She needs to grow up.
I NEVER take the top newspaper or magazine.
I have yet to see a Victoria's Secret catalogue picture that turns me on but no woman believes that when I tell them. Now the GUESS photos. That's another story. Playboy pictures are too cliche' but hey, naked women, Ya gotta like that.
I'm blogging through the weekend when most of you are relaxing or seeking real activities.
I get my coca cola at the same food court place in the airport everyday because theirs tastes best and it bothers me when they don't put just the right amount of ice in the cup BEFORE putting the coke in.
I go to Tim Horton's just about every day at work and I am currently on my "winter menu" which is a large hot chocolate and a chocolate dip donut. My "summer menu" is a blueberry muffin and a milk.
I kiss my wife when I leave and when I get home from anywhere except for when I leave in the morning because she's still asleep. We kiss a lot but I will not drink out of the same glass as her. Or anybody for that matter.
I cross myself but I'm not catholic.
I greet monks with my palms together but I'm not Buddhist.
I give people the finger but I don't want to fuck them.
I greet many women with "hello kid" and many men with "hey hoss". Men are mostly confused but every woman except for one has felt complimented. She needs to grow up.
I NEVER take the top newspaper or magazine.
I have yet to see a Victoria's Secret catalogue picture that turns me on but no woman believes that when I tell them. Now the GUESS photos. That's another story. Playboy pictures are too cliche' but hey, naked women, Ya gotta like that.
Today is my youngest child's 15th birthday.
As you can see he is very excited.
Happy Birthday Robert.
Love, Dad
Talked to a nice young lady from The Be Good Tanyas. (Samantha) They're a local Vancouver group that plays old timey music. I like to see the reaction of members of these local groups when I tell them that I've heard of them. I've met Tegan and Sara and one of the No No Spots and most of the Lillix girls and Default and some others. Always fun to see themSaturday, December 10, 2005
From a guy who's always been in a tilted orbit, to each and every one of you.
Happiest of holidays
Zona Boy
No No No!
Richard Pryor has died.
I will keep this simple and say that Richard was the standard that all young black comedians and even many young white comedians aimed for and I don't care what anybody thinks.
They all fail to reach it.
Nobody comes close.
Find peace Richard.
Richard Pryor has died.
I will keep this simple and say that Richard was the standard that all young black comedians and even many young white comedians aimed for and I don't care what anybody thinks.
They all fail to reach it.
Nobody comes close.
Find peace Richard.
Well I'll be damned.
A rapist in Calgary was sentenced to 20 years in prison.
Two words.
Woman judge.
He raped four women and the judge cited the horrific nature of the crime as the reason for the stiff sentence.
Ya know in the States if you rape 4 women you can apologize and send flowers if you want but you're gonna get twenty years when convicted. I hope that someday a 20 year sentence for rape isn't a shock in Canada.
And THAT'S my twice annual weekly political statement of the month.
A rapist in Calgary was sentenced to 20 years in prison.
Two words.
Woman judge.
He raped four women and the judge cited the horrific nature of the crime as the reason for the stiff sentence.
Ya know in the States if you rape 4 women you can apologize and send flowers if you want but you're gonna get twenty years when convicted. I hope that someday a 20 year sentence for rape isn't a shock in Canada.
And THAT'S my twice annual weekly political statement of the month.
I'm watching some moron let his 2 year-old daughter ride the luggage carousel. Now his wife is watching her.
What do you bet that if that thing sliced off part of her finger they would blame the airport and sue for negligence?
What do you bet that if that thing sliced off part of her finger they would blame the airport and sue for negligence?
36th street NE Calgary......
is a wild ride and when you approach it right after dusk it is very hard to know where to stop if you're not a regular northeast Calgary person. The C train runs down the middle of the street so it's also very wide. So there I was. I saw the red light but I couldn't tell where the stop point was and there was no sign.
So I end up in front of northbound traffic but they have a red light too. This is no good. To get out of their way I continue. NOW I'm on the C train tracks. This is LESS good. So I just say what the hell and blow the light completely. Not a clue how I made it without getting creamed. The rest of the trip I could picture my wife explaining a step-father to my kids.
"That's not your daddy. Your daddy was hit by a train".
Lot's of respectable people get hit by trains.
is a wild ride and when you approach it right after dusk it is very hard to know where to stop if you're not a regular northeast Calgary person. The C train runs down the middle of the street so it's also very wide. So there I was. I saw the red light but I couldn't tell where the stop point was and there was no sign.
So I end up in front of northbound traffic but they have a red light too. This is no good. To get out of their way I continue. NOW I'm on the C train tracks. This is LESS good. So I just say what the hell and blow the light completely. Not a clue how I made it without getting creamed. The rest of the trip I could picture my wife explaining a step-father to my kids.
"That's not your daddy. Your daddy was hit by a train".
Lot's of respectable people get hit by trains.
Fifteen years ago today on Zona Boy
December 10th, 1990. San Diego, California.
I got the call at work. The wife was going into labor. Fly down I-5 to Oceanside then to the hospital in San Diego. Emergency room. She's not dilated enough so the doctor tells us to walk around a while to see what happens.
Now let me paint the picture for you.
It's ten o'clock at night and I rushed home from work and did not have time to change or leave anything at the apartment. Mom is here so the other kids are fine. So here I am, all six foot one of me and all five foot nothing of her walking around a San Diego close-to-the-border hospital. I'm in uniform. U.S. Border Patrol uniform. Gun belt, radio, EVERYTHING. Yep, we got some looks. I joked about hand cuffing us together but the wife hit me and laughed at the same time. I must explain that my wife is Bolivian and therefore looks Hispanic and even though I'm half Mexican I look pretty white bread no crust.
The end of the story is that she didn't dilate. The labor pains ceased and we were sent home. BUT we would be back the next day and a healthy son was born. He's 15 tomorrow.
December 10th, 1990. San Diego, California.
I got the call at work. The wife was going into labor. Fly down I-5 to Oceanside then to the hospital in San Diego. Emergency room. She's not dilated enough so the doctor tells us to walk around a while to see what happens.
Now let me paint the picture for you.
It's ten o'clock at night and I rushed home from work and did not have time to change or leave anything at the apartment. Mom is here so the other kids are fine. So here I am, all six foot one of me and all five foot nothing of her walking around a San Diego close-to-the-border hospital. I'm in uniform. U.S. Border Patrol uniform. Gun belt, radio, EVERYTHING. Yep, we got some looks. I joked about hand cuffing us together but the wife hit me and laughed at the same time. I must explain that my wife is Bolivian and therefore looks Hispanic and even though I'm half Mexican I look pretty white bread no crust.
The end of the story is that she didn't dilate. The labor pains ceased and we were sent home. BUT we would be back the next day and a healthy son was born. He's 15 tomorrow.
Friday, December 09, 2005
I am back from Calgary and I bought, as you can see, some new shwag, some new gear, some new merch emblazoned with the logo of Canada's best hockey team.
I am also unable to post much today on account of a dinner engagement and kid's homework and kid's puter time so that the poor things are not cut off from all their online buddies for, GOD FORBID, more than eight hours. But STAY TUNED in the next days for posts about,
a cat
the sun
"your daddy was hit by a train"
independent independent rehersal hall
the baby the babby the BAY BEE!!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
But I'll take 10K cash.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
I fly to Calgary tomorrow and will not be back until the 9th. I will not have time to post anything which is why I posted what's below this short post early.
December 8, 1980
I was at work in Ogden, Utah and we had a TV in the back with the Monday night football game on when Howard Cosell announced that John Lennon had been shot and killed in New York.
Stunned does not begin to reach the emotion. I went out back and wept.
I still weep.
I watched the Beatles on the news when they arrived in New York.
I watched the Beatles perform live on Ed Sullivan.
I played in the elementary schoolyard that I was one of the Beatles and the girls would chase me.
I saw "Hard Days Night" on TV
I saw "Let it Be" in a theatre
I watched the press conference for the "bed in for peace".
I grew up watching John Lennon show the world how to be cool, how to be generous, how to be at peace with yourself.
All John Lennon wanted for the world was peace.
A few years ago I was in Pittsburgh on govt business and I drove over to Cleveland to go to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum. The John Lennon exhibit was showing. There were instruments and original lyrics written on scrap paper that became words taken into the very souls of millions of people. There were several of John's drawings and paintings as well as other personal effects such as John's "green card". Yoko Ono was very generous with what she shared with us in that exhibit and I thank her for that.
There was one exhibit in particular that stood out. It was a cylinder with thick glass windows and inside was a plain brown grocery bag. I'm paraphrasing here but Yoko's words were on the plaque and this is what she said about that bag.
"One thing I found out is that when your loved one is murdered in New York all that person was wearing is taken off at the morgue and placed in a plain brown bag. The sealed bag is then given to the family. I have never opened the bag".
I wept.
If I could, I would be Australian.
In my job I have had the pleasure and in some cases the DISpleasure of interacting with people from all over the world. So in the spirit of these trendy quizzes to see what tarot card, or which Harry Potter character, or what kind of Santa I am I reflect on my dealings with people and tell you how I feel about different nationalities.
These are highly judgmental based on small numbers of groups but I thought you might enjoy my perception.
Let me start by saying that I am proud to be American and anybody who tries to tell me I should not be based on the actions of my government can go straight to hell. Believe me that here in el blogo spheero more than one person has told me that. This is just what I would be if I decided to change for any reason.
Australians: To put it briefly I have very rarely met an Australian that I didn't instantly like. Polite, cheerfull and just seem glad to be crossing paths with me. Great senses of humor and laid back like me.
"Cheers mates"
Irish: Talk about a seemingly carefree bunch of folks. Jokesters with a gleam in their eyes.
"How's she cuttin' lads?"
Japanese: Adventurous and always in a hurry because they want to see it all and they're having a grand time doing it. Bowing is a great greeting and I love exchanging it with them.
Iranians: Surprised? Warm sincere people who are getting a very bum deal with today's paranoia.
Indians: Sincere people and I ALWAYS get strong feelings of family importance from them.
Those are the top five. Many others are close together just below them.
Americans and Canadians both have some work to do. To put it blunt you guys need to lighten up.
In my job I have had the pleasure and in some cases the DISpleasure of interacting with people from all over the world. So in the spirit of these trendy quizzes to see what tarot card, or which Harry Potter character, or what kind of Santa I am I reflect on my dealings with people and tell you how I feel about different nationalities.
These are highly judgmental based on small numbers of groups but I thought you might enjoy my perception.
Let me start by saying that I am proud to be American and anybody who tries to tell me I should not be based on the actions of my government can go straight to hell. Believe me that here in el blogo spheero more than one person has told me that. This is just what I would be if I decided to change for any reason.
Australians: To put it briefly I have very rarely met an Australian that I didn't instantly like. Polite, cheerfull and just seem glad to be crossing paths with me. Great senses of humor and laid back like me.
"Cheers mates"
Irish: Talk about a seemingly carefree bunch of folks. Jokesters with a gleam in their eyes.
"How's she cuttin' lads?"
Japanese: Adventurous and always in a hurry because they want to see it all and they're having a grand time doing it. Bowing is a great greeting and I love exchanging it with them.
Iranians: Surprised? Warm sincere people who are getting a very bum deal with today's paranoia.
Indians: Sincere people and I ALWAYS get strong feelings of family importance from them.
Those are the top five. Many others are close together just below them.
Americans and Canadians both have some work to do. To put it blunt you guys need to lighten up.
Monday, December 05, 2005
I met Halle Berry today. She had a ballcap pulled down low and a bodyguard who's aura was very over powering. She was a sweet spirit but quite withdrawn. There was a very interesting feel to the encounter to say the least which I can understand given her life on and off the screen in the past few years.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
I hereby challenge you to find a worse album cover. The gauntlet is down. The glove is slapped across your face.
The hog on the right is by far the prettier of the two.
Cruising el blogo spheero I find some good stuff that I keep to myself and sneak around reading and posting. I have yet to find anything I like more than the writing on the new link to the right simply titled WOW.
I wanted to post a comment on her blog but the writing is so good that it would be hard to not sound like a complete boob.
When has THAT ever stopped you zona?
Who the hell asked you?
THAT'S the problem. You NEED to ask me more than you do. Who's that you're listening to?
That's "Be Near Me" by ABC. An oldie from the 80's.
I wanted to post a comment on her blog but the writing is so good that it would be hard to not sound like a complete boob.
When has THAT ever stopped you zona?
Who the hell asked you?
THAT'S the problem. You NEED to ask me more than you do. Who's that you're listening to?
That's "Be Near Me" by ABC. An oldie from the 80's.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
I took this shot in the men's room at the Vancouver train station. It's part of their renovations
Friday, December 02, 2005
Another of my fave albums.
Contains the grammy nominated single,
"Cross of salvation up side your bitch ass head satan"
Here's an album out of my collection of prized albums.
It has the smash hits...
"Aint no need to tell yor daddy"
"The judge says we're through"
"Restraining order blues"
"Love is a plea bargain"
"Yor mama's kinda sexy too"
"My heart's as empty as my lap"
Hey dickhead, this aint the autobahn and you aint driving a porsche.
I'm exceeding the posted limit northbound on I-5 from Bellingham. I'm in the fast lane passing cars and some jerkoff comes up behind and gives me the ol' headlight flash. I've got my index on the window roll down switch and the middle is locked and loaded for the repeat. We clear the car in the right lane and me makes his move and passes me on the right.
Bitch please. (I love that phrase)
Butt hole hair is driving one of those not a car and not quite a minivan rolling pieces of caca.
So later I pull up to the gateway to Canada and get the questions.
Where do you live?
Delta.
How long out of Canada?
Three hours.
Value of goods coming into Canada?
Bout $300.
Now you Canadians know what those answers mean to YOU but they don't mean that to me cause I'm SPAYSHUL.
Have a good evening.
Thank you sir.
We were down shopping for the kids in Calgary since I'm bouncing over there next week. We WEREN'T going to spend that much but the toddler section of Target turns us into gramma and grampa and so many things were on sale.
I have orders from the missus to take shit loads of pics so yous guys will probably see some new stuff of me and the future Stanley Cup hoister. Remember though. The kid's playing for the U.S. of A. in the Olympics and Worlds.
So THERE.
I'm exceeding the posted limit northbound on I-5 from Bellingham. I'm in the fast lane passing cars and some jerkoff comes up behind and gives me the ol' headlight flash. I've got my index on the window roll down switch and the middle is locked and loaded for the repeat. We clear the car in the right lane and me makes his move and passes me on the right.
Bitch please. (I love that phrase)
Butt hole hair is driving one of those not a car and not quite a minivan rolling pieces of caca.
So later I pull up to the gateway to Canada and get the questions.
Where do you live?
Delta.
How long out of Canada?
Three hours.
Value of goods coming into Canada?
Bout $300.
Now you Canadians know what those answers mean to YOU but they don't mean that to me cause I'm SPAYSHUL.
Have a good evening.
Thank you sir.
We were down shopping for the kids in Calgary since I'm bouncing over there next week. We WEREN'T going to spend that much but the toddler section of Target turns us into gramma and grampa and so many things were on sale.
I have orders from the missus to take shit loads of pics so yous guys will probably see some new stuff of me and the future Stanley Cup hoister. Remember though. The kid's playing for the U.S. of A. in the Olympics and Worlds.
So THERE.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
I haven't felt like such a dork in a long time but I felt like one today. Sharon Lawrence is one of those women who take my breath away and I ran into her at the airport today. I helped her stack her luggage on a cart. Talk about back to high school crush days.
We spoke briefly and I walked away playing serenades on air guitar beneath a make believe balcony.
sigh
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