Friday, March 31, 2006

What the hell are you wearing eh?

I'm no slave to fashion but come on, did somebody forget to dress our Prime Minister?

Is that the very same army vest he was wearing two weeks ago when he was visiting the troops?

Oh! Wait! I get it now, he is dressed for action! he is getting ready to step in and break up the fight over the white hat.


Thursday, March 30, 2006

Tell me it will end.


Here is the inventory.

1. My Company is totally trashed and we end up with a loss of about 450,000

2. Partner and I had to declare bankruptcy

4. Still don't know if we will have to hand over our house, another two week wait

5. The week our company is being torn apart, all our accounts frozen, no money etc., my van decides it needs a new gas tank. Cost? 600 bucks, 600 hundred we didn't have

4. The following week, the company car given to me by my new employer (yup, after 15 years of having my own company I had to immediately go to work for my once competitor, a nice competitor mind-you), that car needs 400 bucks in repairs. Repairs which are supposed to be paid for by the driver, namely me. Fortunate the new company I work for, paid for it

5. This week the car my partner drives, needed for his work, it blows bearings, another 300 bucks

6. While on the shop lot, it is hit by a logging truck

That was Feb. 5 to March 30 (today)

Tell me it will end soon.

Lie if you have to.

Thank you.

**not exactly as shown.


During an hour's swimming at a municipal pool you will ingest 1/12 liter of urine.

In an average day your hands will have come into indirect contact with 15 penises (touching door handles etc.)

An average person's yearly fast food intake will contain 12 pubic hairs.

In a year you will have swallowed 14 insects - while you slept!

Annually you will shake hands with 11 women who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands.

Annually you will shake hands with 6 men who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands.

In a lifetime 22 workmen will have examined the contents of your dirty linen basket.

At an average wedding reception you have a 1/100 chance of getting a cold sore from one of the guests.

Daily you will breath in 1 liter of other peoples' anal gases.


Thursday, March 23, 2006


**update. Two people missing. Thinking they may have "gone down with the ship".
A brother of one of them, took a digital picture of his brother and girlfriend, in front of the ship moments before they boarded.
Will keep you posted.

Update to the update.
Presumed drowned.

Since he was 12 he would trek over the ocean, sailing for almost 2 hours one-way, on his own.
The first time he went, and the 5th, 10th, 20th, and so-on, we covered the basics.

Rule one.
Never ever assume it will NOT sink. Ever. That kind of ignorance has
killed more than one person. KNOW it WILL sink. Why do people think because a ferry is big, or a cruise ship, it won't sink? Guess what? They do.

Other rule one.
Know where the life-jackets and life rafts are.

Rule two.
Go straight to where those jackets are if you are ever concerned, ever, no matter what.

There is no three.

Rule four.
Make sure you have a coat, or grab a blanket, something, anything, after you have your life-jacket.

Rule five.
Get to the life rafts and get on one.

He has already been involved in one ferry crash.
Last June, the ferry lost power, 7 thousand tons of ferry smashed into a very busy marina, crushing boats, anything and everything in its path.
It rested on land. It's a wonder nobody was killed.

Yup. He was on that ferry. On his own. He did what he was told to do by the ferry staff. To the letter.

The reason he was on that boat? Same reason he has to take another ferry today.

Since he was 12, the average times he has had to use a ferry?
416 times he has used the ferry, 624 hours crossing the open ocean by himself.

Many people take the ocean for granted, take saftey for granted, hell! they take life for granted.

I hope I've done a good job, the job of ensuring he dosen't.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Dear Indy & Burvis

Dear Indy (the first part is just for you),

The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The
other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note: Placing a
paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim
for it to become your dish and food, nor do I find that aesthetically
pleasing in the slightest!

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack.
Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help
because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king-sized bed. I am very sorry
about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to
ensure your comfort. Dogs can actually curl up in a ball
when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep at right angles to
each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also
know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out
at the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If,
by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it
is not necessary to claw, whimper, try to turn the knob, or get
your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit
through the same door I entered. I have been using the bathroom for
years -- canine attendance is not mandatory.

The proper order is to kiss me, then go smell the other dog
butt. I cannot stress this enough!

And for your comfort, my dear Burvis & Indy, I have posted the following
message on our front door:


1. They live here; you don't.

2. If you don't want hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.
That's why they call it "fur"niture.

3. I like my pets a lot better than I like some people.

4. To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons
who are short, hairy, walk on all fours, and do not speak clearly.

5. Finally, remember: Dogs and rabbits are better than kids because
they eat less; don'task for money all the time; are easier to train;
usually come when called; never drive your car; don't hang out with
drug-using friends; don't smoke or drink; don't worry about having to
buy the latest fashions; don't wear your clothes; don't need a
gazillion dollars for college; and if they get pregnant, you can sell
their children.
(author unknown)

I love dirt.

Digging in the dirt. Love the smell, the feel and wigglies. March 2006 is SuzerJ's official dirt month.

Today is the first day of spring!

Happy First Day of Spring!

Tuesday, March 14, 2006


Congrats Cody!

Thanks so much for submitting Sails for consideration in the 5th ViewFinders Intl. Film Festival for Youth, taking place April 18-22 here in Halifax. We are pleased to be including the film in our program this year!

Your doc is scheduled to screen on Saturday April 22nd, as part of our 'Reel Life, Real Teens' program. We are able to screen 35mm, NTSC Beta SP, and North American Region 1 DVD for festival exhibition. Would you like us to use the dvd you sent us, or would you prefer to send a new one, or a beta? Let us know.

Thanks again and congratulations!

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Who knew?

Sexy Unit Zealously Exchanging Recreation

Get your's and I will be checking to see that you did!

Friday, March 10, 2006

Clear Cool Waters

The little online news site is rocking.
The other, new job, it's coming along, really, it is, I'm getting there.
This week was a bit of a blow-out, but hey thats ok.
The legal stuff is winding through the system and thats ok too.
It is what it is.
The kid is about to embark on his last spring break of his high school life. Whoa. He had one solid audition this week, and one that he didn't get to because of communication breakdown around everybody, and I mean everybody, but hey,
it happens, no biggie. ah, and that B on the science test, well, if he keeps that up, year-end
marks are going to rock, maybe he can get some of those 'smartie-pants' scholarships.

My house is a bit dusty, bunnies under the chairs and stuff, I really don't care
so much and thats a very good thing.
I still feel like my nine year old company was crumpled up like a bit of garbage and
tossed, I'll just have to work with that.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

I'm tired.

I'm beat, tired, exhausted.
You see, I have two jobs.
One is full-time, the other is part-time.
So. I'm pooped.