And all I can say is God help us if they give him a gun.
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My brother is now a millitary man.
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Oh, if only mister Ignatieff wasn’t running for leadership of a dead party.
Already, he did the first smart thing I’ve seen any liberal do in quite a while. He made blatantly obvious the fact that everyone’s favourite president–taken with as much or as little sarcasm as you please–is a disaster. Hm, I’ve said that at least twice on here that I can specificly remember, though not in those exact words. Now, if he were the leader of the NDP, he’d get my full congratulations. But, instead, he’s a goddamn liberal and I’m sick of them screwing us over. Ah well, can’t have it all.
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And for 2 minutes, they were good.
Of course, after that, they all went to shit, and my Leafs eventually work their way into an ass kicking the likes of which I did not want to see on a night when Sundin was being honoured for the fact he 1: scored his 500th career goal, 2: scored his 345th goal as a Leaf tying him for second all time as a Leaf, and 3: did both of those while notching the game-winning goal and the third to a hat trick on Saturday. Suggestion: They should drop all this ceremony crap before games. So far, Toronto is 0 and 2 after the pregame festivities, dating back to the embarrassing game that was opening night. I should have just watched CSI.
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Golden rule of politics: keep your big mouth shut.
And this is why I won’t join any particular political party. Offering opinions on a weblog, which as just about anyone knows I do quite frequently, could stand to get you the boot. Hm, a politician grows some balls and he’s no longer *really* a politician. Too bad, really. It was starting to show some promis. Ah well, file this under the category of idiots I did not elect. It’s amazing the crap you find when you can actually have time to breathe.
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Sometimes, you just have to do it to know it’s a bad idea.
I should complain about there being nothing particularly blog worthy coming from the morons in newsland more often. People go and pull crap like this then. I dunno. Maybe I’m just uber odd for thinking it, but tongue piercing just begs for all kinds of problems. Why people even bother doing it is really and truely beyond me. Why people bother doing it then think it’ll be found sexy is just out of the realm of any possible comprehension. That’s a real good way to turn me off, anyway. But, lack of sexyness and outright stupidity aside, I’ll bet the real problem behind it doesn’t even register with half these people. It can kill you. Or at least make things supremely awkward for you. I dunno. I always thought tongue rings were just a complete waste of your money, and I didn’t even have to get one. Does that make me an exception?
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I may actually have 5 minutes’ peace.
I of course wouldn’t hold my breath, but by the looks of it… that dog of my brother’s is here again. So that should give an indication. Fortunately, though, the two that actually belong here are outside… so there’s no constant battle of him wanting to take one of their noses off and them wanting to have him for lunch. It’s pretty sad, though, when my idea of peace and quiet is sitting here listening to him do that puppy pouting thing he does when he wants out. Of course, we all know he only wants out because that’s where they are… and I’m *not* chasing him out there, thankya much. As usual, his owners are downstairs sleeping, and as I’ve discovered the last 6 times they’ve done this to me, sending him downstairs lasts until he starts barking, then they send him back upstairs and we do this dance all over again. So, until either all 3 of them get tired and go to sleep or the owners of the odd dog out actually wake up, my patience will be stretched very, very thin. And that’s difficult to do. Ah well, there’s nothing else blog worthy to bring up so I guess that’ll have to do. Hell, there aren’t even any obviously moronic people in the news so far that I can laugh at on this thing. And until if I ever actually get a life, there won’t be much original content coming out of this corner. I’m running out of ways to say I hope those two downstairs never have kids…
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Apparently, common sense has not yet caught up to the average idiot.
You would think people would kind of make sure that, if not everyone in the vehicle is at least *wearing* a seatbelt, there are enough in the vehicle that everyone could actually do that. You would also think you wouldn’t try cramming 10 people into a vehicle that only actually seats 7, wouldn’t you? Apparently they need to make a law here in Ontario for it, because certain morons slept through common sense 101. And it only took 4 people in a minivan being killed before that apparent loophole in the trafic act was spotted and subsequently worked towards being plugged. Well, on the bright side, it’s now illegal to be a stupid fucking idiot. It’s about time.
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What kind of intelligence do you have?
Because I can’t think of anything else to put here.
Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence
Every part of your life has a beat, and you’re often tapping your fingers or toes.
You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.
You are probably a gifted musician of some sort – even if you haven’t realized it.
Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.
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It should not *be* that cold yet!
It’s only October 16th. So why, then, am I going outside and nearly losing the feeling in my fingers? Blarg… winter’s coming too early! I miss the 30 degrees…
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Calgary, you are my bitch.
5 4 Leafs. Enough said. Sundin’s 500th career goal. Also enough said. Sundin’s hat trick. That’s why he’s the captain, folks. Long story short: Calgary is my bitch. *nods*