One of these days, I’ll actually stay caught up on these thigs. That day has apparently not yet arived. I think I caught most of this game–and it kind of ended while my back was turned. Losses hurt, in general. Overtime losses? Yeah, painful. Still, it’s a point. And Phill Kessel is still Phill Kessel. That’s all we can ask.
I think I caught most of this game. Calgary actually played decently–and, of course, Phill Kessel was Phill Kessel. Remind me again why Boston gave him up? Which, speaking of, thanks for that, Boston. No really. We love you.
On this side of the border, it’s thanks giving weekend. In this house, that roughly translates to way too much food all at once, being way too full to do much more than fall over where you sit and optionally stay conscious, and having way too much fun doing it. So, basicly, the same thing as Christmas except with different music. Things have been cooking since about an hour after most of us were up, and the evidence can’t very well be missed. I don’t much like coming back to Pembroke, but this is a definite plus–the probably half a ton of leftovers that will be returning to Ottawa with me. This has officially become the house of food, no question. And we’re accepting guests.
Oh. My. God. Just… oh my god. ‘Nuff said. No, seriously. We were up 2 nothing at the end of the first. By end of second, we were up 3 nothing. Then 4 nothing in the third. Then we kind of started to fall apart. They pulled one back, which we recovered, or so I kind of hoped. They made it 5 2, and by this point, the laptop had decided to flatline. So I slapped that on the charger, came back and it was 5 4 Toronto. Then it was 6 4. And Kessel got his hat trick. We wished for it. We all but predicted it. Then, he delivered. I could have screamed my fool head off and felt not one bit uncomfortable doing it. Yes, even when they made the game 6 5 after that–and we still walked away with the points. I still cannot find words. It’s only the second game in the season, but wow. My mind. Gone. And so am I.
A bit over a month ago, SMART Technology up and decided to close things down and lay a bunch of people off. I’ve been there–it sucks, to put it mildly. The way this economy’s going, it sucks twice. But, they don’t join the long list of former employees receiving help from the Ottawa or Ontario government–a la what RIM did around the same time. Instead, these guys caught a hell of a break. In the form of a $7.1 million lottory win. Just a little bit of proof the economy doesn’t have to entirely and completely suck for everyone. Now where’d I put this week’s LotoMax ticket?
Actually, it stopped seeming appropriate about 6 months ago, but now it’s ridiculously so. And in clear “The public doesn’t need to know” fashion, every single one of these is propped up by the usual TSA denial of “We didn’t do anything wrong”, or “We don’t know what s/he’s talking about”, or “We’re not telling you”. Exhibit A: “They took my insulin and ice packs” versus “No we didn’t, she’s lying”. Exhibit B: “You escentially raped me!” versus “Remove your blog post or I’ll sue you for defamation!”. And exhibit C: “Yes, I set off your alarm, but I have implants–and their paperwork!” Versus “We followed procedure. Oh, but, uh, we’re sorry. Promise.”. Still looking for new expansions on their abreviation. Will accept suggestions until the next time the TSA does something that makes me go WTF. In the meantime, hey Greyhound? I’ve got a ton of extra business for you. Look up my contact info–we’ll talk.
You’d think a supposedly progressive city who prides itself on having the best rehabilitation programs in Canada would be trying to put them to good use as widely as possible, and for as many situations as possible. As it turns out, they’d rather that if you’re going to kill yourself, you do it safely. So rather than using their safe injection sites as a path to redirect users to rehabilitation so they’re not escentially sucking off the government while making themselves stupid, they’re doing things like implementing plans to distribute clean crack pipes to users. So, basicly, yes, crack’s illegal and will probably kill you–but here, have a free pipe on us. You might as well not get sick doing it. Nevermind that you’ll probably be in the hospital after using it, but hey, at least it won’t be because you caught something off someone else’s, you know. If that’s what folks are calling progressive these days, give me good old fashion conservatism any day. At least it’d mean your taxes weren’t going to support the habbit of someone who probably doesn’t pay any. Now. Any other city wanna take over as tops in rehabilitation? Vancouver’s just slipped a little.
I mentioned a couple days ago that I have no one in this year’s playoffs to cheer for, and for that reason, I was cheering against the Phillies. My strategy appears to have worked, as they have officially been given their walking papers after 5 games. You can’t go wrong with that. Nor can you go wrong with last night’s events. If you’re a self-respecting baseball fan and not completely dilusional, you have an entirely logical hatred of the Yankees–simply for being, well, the Yankees. They, also, were handed their walking papers. This makes this Jays/Braves fan extraordinarily happy, which means all things considered, it’ll be a very good thanks giving this weekend. Now I just have one problem. With no one left to cheer for, I now have no one left to cheer against. Oh well, hockey’s heer. See you next year, folks. Maybe I’ll blog more about it then. But, well, probably not.
Welcome back, boys of winter. I’ve missed you. I didn’t catch most of the game last night, what with being enroute here, but what I saw was made of awesome. We spent most of our time in the offensive end, and very nearly added to the lead on several occasions. As they say, epic win is epic. If you’re into that kinda thing and can see them, Mike was at the opener and posted pictures–they’re over here. For everyone else, raise your hands and say it with me. Go Leafs go! We killed the bastards from Montreal. Now, to do same to the bastards from Ottawa. Here’s hoping I can actually watch all of that one.
I’ve been seeing over the last few weeks reports on the formation of protest groups known as Occupy $city, where $city is Wall Street, Toronto, Austin etc. So far, I’ve heard a different reason every time a member of one of these groups is interviewed–some are protesting capitalism, some are protesting corporate greed, some are protesting too much government, some are protesting too little government. I just have a very impressive one question, and I haven’t found an answer yet. What, exactly, is the point? So far, the only thing these groups seem to have in common is interfering with trafick and pissing off people who otherwise would have had no involvement with them. I get that in most civilized countries the right to protest is a given, but wouldn’t it make sense to have a common goal/reason/etc? Right now, I’m not seeing one. Who wants to enlighten me? I got nothin’.