Second Gen (2003-2016, 2016- )
Truth be told, every Canadian male has a deep and abiding crush on every member of the woman’s hockey team and photos of them drinking beer just feed the flame. We have commercials where the players kick doltish men like us all on the ice. They sell us social networking tech. While we have to … Continue reading “The Women Every Real Canadian Male Has A Crush On…”
There are few phrases more evocative for a Canadian of my early middle age than “Canada Russia”. When I was nine I heard the final game of the 1972 series broadcast from Moscow on the car radio sitting in a parking lot in Middleton, NS. We won. We were not always successful in the international head … Continue reading “What Beer For Canada Against Russia?”
There are few phrases more evocative for a Canadian of my early middle age than “Canada Russia”. When I was nine I heard the final game of the 1972 series broadcast from Moscow on the car radio sitting in a parking lot in Middleton, NS. We won. We were not always successful in the international … Continue reading “What Beer For Canada Against Russia?”
And so it begins. An embarrassing manufactured jingoistic spend-fest. Imagine the regret in March, the bills, the questions as to whether all the bronze medals and seventh to seventeenth place finishes were worth it. But then it will be spring, there will be baseball, representational democracy will be returned to us and we can get … Continue reading “Friday Bullets For The Beginning Of The Orgy”
I need to break loose and do mad cap things like post sports bullets on Mondays. But not every Monday. That would be a rut. But as it is no longer January, I am no longer in a rut. Spring Training starts this month. It is the month before spring. Plans are already started for … Continue reading “Your Random Monday Morning Sports Roundup”
I feel badly for Hans. I even drove near Heuvleton, NY on the way here so the whole family could wave at the ancestral home of Hans. But I have to get to the South Portland library to post this week, it was closed yesterday and, frankly, there is sea life to consume instead of … Continue reading “Maine Update #1: Poor Hans – Nothing To Read”
OK, it didn’t change. It’s pretty much the same as last week – but it is really like that week twenty-seven weeks back if you think about it. It’s kinda eerie when you think about it like that. Or mid-May 2005. It’s like that, too. Weird: Georgian military update: Castle Aaarrgh knows all. Best Job … Continue reading “Friday Bullets For The Week Your Life Changed Forever!”
Because it’s my birthday! Imagine – me, forty-five. Boy am I old. So old I bought black Doc Marten boots yesterday which I now consider my first mid-life crisis purchase. And it’s gonna be sunny and warm today plus through the weekend. And it’s Friday. And portland’s showing for the weekend. And stuff. Excellent. Crazy … Continue reading “Friday Bullets For Me, Me, Me!”
Janufeb. The grey blur before the melt, made more grey those three out of four years without Olympic curling. It is the time when the Morton teeters, when show turns that other colour. We’ve seen the dark edge of the storm and even had double lake effect this week. I heard an ad for large … Continue reading “The Last Friday Bullets Before February”
How fun! There’s more than just the Smoglympiad going on: The Olympic Games’ ability to attract controversy is enjoying a new twist after China’s equivalent of Des Lynam was humiliated at a television ceremony by his wife storming onstage and accusing him of conducting an affair…As Zhang dithered, clearly uncertain as to whether to intervene … Continue reading “The Year Of The Infideleolympiad Is Here!”