Sorry Lex - had to steal it. Good find my friend.

Tonight's brew for the game. How could I resist? Dude Beer - 'Made by Union Dudes and Brewed with Pure Spring Water in Prince George.' Doc - you know you want one!

It's Super-Willie!

Bold prediction for tonight - Bobby Lou gets a shut out at home. Perhaps 3-0 will be the score. A little worried about the defensive side of things as Willie Mitchell didn't look in the best of health last game. Early start tonight kids - game's at five.

Nice to Meet you again Mr. Jung:


What an amazing afternoon I had yesterday. I'll jot it down for you in note form.

- After submitting a boot receipt to work I was informed that I had been incorrectly charged PST.
-Thus a visit to Mark's Work Warehouse was in order to liberate my $4.90.
-During my running around I was listening to the Police's Synchronicity.
-The lineup at Marks was mental.
-While in line; the owner of Senor Froggy's walked by.
-Right then I needed a taco.
-After Marks I enjoyed said taco.
-Between bites I noticed North Hills theatre being torn apart.
-Walked into the theatre to see if there were any seats I might pillage/buy.
-No seats - but some serious flashbacks were had.
-Many good and bad films were enjoyed by me there.
-Met an actress from 'the Unforgiven' there.
-Had the date prior to having my cherry popped there.
-Got a 'buttery-stroke' there!
-Enough filth I suppose: the days chain of events took me back to my fav. theater where I reminisced up a storm. Me being me I got to chatting with the worker fella. He was kind enough to give me the 'Aisle 2' sign from above the door on the right side of the theatre. I love it - and I love him for letting me save it from the dustbin. It's been cleaned and tidied and awaits a bit of wall space. Nostalgic I am.

Love you Alain - Nazzy (well it just goes without saying!) And Mr Luongo - well it's beyond love. In theory - 11 wins away from the goods!

Oh yah - haven't reviewed a film in a while. Both of these were enjoyed with a young lass who picks some fine film. Little Miss Sunshine is lovely - cute - and a wee bit National Lampoons Vacation. Very funny and brilliant performances. Glad to see a film of it's 'stature' get the recognition it deserved; albeit in a weak Oscar year. As for Mr Norton's film...really kinda sorta enjoyed it. What's his face from the pool nymph flick (he should have retired having played the wino in Sideways! Take that N. Cage! HAA) was almost brutal. Ms. Biel was; well stunning. The whole scam from beyond the grave gig was a whole lotta fun and I would reccomend it as some serious fun fodder. By the way - I expect some rants from the bus driver RE the last two posts. Just awaiting the day we can all cram on his bus lads! BO email to follow shortly...

Alrighty - this is NOT the critter to be discussed below! Had an odd sensation earlier this morning on the way to work. I ran over a squirrel. Made a move (and spilled the coffee in my holder thingy) trying to avert it's demise; but no dice kids. Ran it over good and hard. This is a rodent essentially right? I ought not care. None the less - all day I had images of a trunk full of squire ll kits/pups/kids (whatever) starving in a cozy nest Mom had made em. And I'm not insinuating I was able to sex the critter as I ran over it! It's just the way my mind portrayed the incident. I've driven that road for nearly six years and killed nothing more than an A/C belt. It made me wonder about hunting...am I alright with it because I'm lawfully sanctioned to harvest animals at a time when they have no wee uns depending on them? Because I know I'm not a sadistic bastard - killing a deer or moose moves me like nothing else. And yet - this fucking squirrel was on my mind all day. Here's hoping it was a boy...and had no kits (whatever) to feed.

Apparently I'm a wee bit behind the times. Rented Syriana last night and was just blown away by this ensemble cast. A beautifully shot film that coaxes the viewer along just right. Highly recommend this one kids.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQ8pa6seK

They Tazered the Head-Case!!! Beautiful!!!!


MIAMI BEACH -- Goalie Ed Belfour's future with the Panthers was in doubt before Monday. Now there's more to consider about whether to re-sign him.

Belfour was arrested at a South Beach bar early Monday and charged with disorderly intoxication and resisting arrest without violence after a scuffle with an officer, Miami Beach police said. Also, teammate Ville Peltonen was charged with criminal mischief in a separate incident.

According to police reports, Belfour and Peltonen were at Nikki Beach, 1 Ocean Drive, around 1:10 a.m., when security guards repeatedly asked Belfour to leave. Belfour, 41, refused, and after a friend tried to pull him away, Belfour walked toward an officer "in a fighting stance" and pushed him, police said.

Police said that while the officer tried to arrest him, Belfour grabbed the officer's shirt and fell forward onto the ground, kicking and putting both hands under his stomach so he couldn't be handcuffed behind his back. Police said Belfour, who was then shocked with a stun gun, had slurred speech, bloodshot eyes and breath that smelled very strongly of alcohol.

About 15 minutes before Belfour's arrest, Peltonen, 33, started breaking a metal pole on the front passenger side of a fire-rescue truck parked in the area while smiling at officers on the scene, police said.

Belfour, who had scratches on both knees, and Peltonen were booked at Miami-Dade County Jail, police said.

This is reported to be Luongo's pre game ritual...he heads up to this seat before every home game and prepares his game day stick. Then it's said he sits Jedi-like staring out at the ice; presumably envisioning the beauty he'll bring to the ice. 16 wins please Roberto Boy. We Canuck fans will fall before you and worship you like a false idol. Please make it happen lad - we've waited o so long!

With steely eyed determination like this I truly feel; in my heart of hearts; that this could be the year. In anticipation of comments coming. Please allow me to retort. Piss of Doc!

This is what we've all been waiting for kids. Mr. Luongo and the lads have made it to the big dance and have secured many more millions for the Aqualinni family. Puffy surprised many (none more than myself) by staying pat with the plan/system etc. and believing in the club he had assembled. Must have been leftover training from big bad Burkie I'd assume. No bold predictions yet from me (hate to curse the club). That being said I expect this group to go deep into the playoffs - albeit in some close matches. Wed night will be a fun one - hopefully the beginning of a Volvo sticker realizing truth! K. that jazz is out of my system - now on to the other news. I have two shifts left playing with the big toys in NA's biggest sandbox. I'm officially set off to begin my apprenticeship a week come Mon. I really am quite torn about it. On one hand I feel ready to take on new challenges; having learned much by way of open pit mining. On the other hand - I suppose I feel content and happily 'in the loop' occupying my current position. The last shift will undoubtedly be a bit uncomfortable; I'll embrace the emotions and try to remember them when my new situation proves difficult.

Just finished night shift and got home in time to see man tits in severe trouble in the woods already at plus six. Fantastic - better yet if he misses the cut. Canucks 3-2 tonight to cinch the division.

Four strokes is fuck all to the machine. I'll try and make this a regular Master's post through Sun. My shedule blows though - the updates shall be wee. Get to watch Sun. if I manage consciousness!!! On another note: I'm down to four days by unofficial sources in the Pit before I'm heading back down to Dust-Land as a lowly apprentice in the warehouse. I'm feeling rather stunned - the realization that I'm leaving my crew of nearly 5 yrs is an odd sensation. I'll truly miss some of wy work pals with whom I have daily interaction that means so much. Alas - change is good they say. I look forward to a new challenge; though I'll miss running the big toys SO fucking much! In mining however - take every oppurtunity you can! The way I hear it; I'll be semi-retired (retarded?) in my new job. So - why am I so freaked out about it?

ONE SICK FUCKER:

LONDON - Rolling Stones guitarist Keith Richards acknowledged that he mixed his father's ashes with cocaine and that "it went down pretty well."

The 63 year old icon told British music magazine NME: "The strangest thing I've tried to snort? My father. I snorted my father. He was cremated, and I couldn't resist grinding him up with a little bit of blow. My dad wouldn't have cared."

Richards' father, Bert, passed away in 2002, he was 84.

Richards went on to warn others of his lifestyle and did not in any way endorse such behavior. Speaking further with NME he stated, "I did it because that was the way I did it. Now people think it's a way of life."

Well well. Time for another comma-less post. I'm beginning to enjoy my new found punctuation freedom. I'll start this post by thanking everyone involved in the lovely Fanatatic golf tourney in Penticton. As usual: good times were had by all; the economy of Penticton is better than it was three days ago; and the strength and stabilility as kidneys and livers were once again tested fully! I won't bore you non golfers with the stories of glamerous saves and dialed in putts. Instead I'll bore you with a nature story. I was standing still; zen like almost as I'd just drained my putt and smoked a kicking bowl. That's when it got funny. Watching my partners play out; my attention was overtaken by a woodpecker on an irrigation box right beside me. He (or she) puffed out and preened before calling off to the hills. Imagine my surprise when a ways away comes the reply. Said pecker looks very happy with itself and drills his beak very rapidly into the plastic box then calls away again. And gets another reply! Only closer this time. The went on like this for a few minutes and I just felt kinda blown away as I do everytime I get to interact with critters on golf courses. This wasn't as good as the time a mongoose stole my ball or the time I saw Ravens fucking at Rivershore - but was enjoyable none the less. Hope all Woddy's chitchat led to some fine pecker loving!