Sunday, February 28, 2010
Congrats to Canada on their Curling Gold Medal.
I watched the gold medal....er....round? game? death match? Er, whatever they call it in curling...
I was thinking to myself...how was this ...er...sport? game? drunken pursuit? invented...
This may have been how it went:
Canadian #1 "It's cold, eh?"
Canadian #2 "We're drunk, eh?"
Canadian #1: "Mom said we're supposed to clean up the yard around the frozen pond. Come help me push this rock out of the way"
Canadian #2 "Lemme go grab more Molson and a broom, eh?"
Canadian number one pushes rock across frozen pond.
Canadian #2: "Lemme clear out those leaves from under that rock...."
Canadian #1 "Wow look at that rock go...gimme another beer. Call John and tell him to get over here with another broom and some plaid pants, eh?."
Well, I don’t know if that really how it happened but I do know the Canadian curler John Morris is my new favorite Olympic Athlete:
Monday, February 1, 2010
So I have been on my news blackout to avoid losing my mind.
I do enjoy reading the news with my morning coffee so I have limited myself to reading the "Living" or "Leisure" or "Lifestyle" or "Travel" or "Dining" pages on the news sites now. No political news, opinions, business, or major news headlines etc...
After just one day, I think I'm dumber now.
Top Headlines in the non-news pages:
Giant Condom Balloon to Tour World
Cat Living in Nursing Home Has Ability to Predict Death
Inventor unveils $7,000 sex robot
What never to say to a single woman
Cleo, the breakup kitten
Surprising uses for your dishwasher
Man Caught at Airport With 44 Lizards in Pants
Inmates Get Time Off Sentences for Yoga
Naked People to Descend on Sydney Opera House
G-Spot Study Explodes into Controversy
Trucker: I Was Choking on Chili When I Hit the House
Dog Shoots Hunter
No, I did not make any of those up. Sorry I didn't include the links. I think I lost some key brain cells and forgot how.
Though my "news blackout for sanity campaign" may not work giving the over-exposure of our President who seems to need TV cameras more than air to survive. I went to a bar to enjoy basketball this weekend...and there he was...again...Mr. O. At the Gtown game. Giving interviews. I can't escape him. I am starting to understand the pyche of people who go live in cabins in the woods. Can't he just go to TX and clear brush for half of every month like the other guy? Why's he gotta be in my face all the time?
I'll just go back to reading about gun toting dogs, crazy truckers and sex robots until 2012 (one can hope).