Seems the Biebs at 18 is already discovering the downside of the fame game. Whether or not he has also discovered a newfound maturity to deal with the stress is another question. God forbid you get what you asked for. Already he has been charged with assaulting a paparazzi and reckless driving attempting to allude one; can trashing a hotel room be far behind. Welcome to the wonderful world of the American Tort System Biebs. Some woman in Oregon has found a lawyer willing to sue for hearing damage at one of his concerts. If she went to a rock concert without hearing protection what was she thinking. Can’t believe the bitch has any chance of winning but Biebs legal department will still sustain the cost of defending against the charge.
My addiction to Farmville is getting out of hand. With now 6 farms it would be possible to spend one’s entire day playing just that one game. Imagine attempting to visit all 300 neighbour’s farms.Whatever was going on yesterday, July 11th Internet service was slow, unpredictable, and crash ridden. Getting my game to load took 10 to 15 minutes if it would load at all and the game crashed incessantly. Since I have two screens to work on here at home I spent my day finding other things to do while I waited, even housework! Today it opens almost immediately, go figure.
Must remember to get out for a walk before it gets too hot to be out of doors. How do people cope with living in multiple dwellings? Now that I’m back in Oakville everything I use on a daily basis is in my RV parked in a parking lot 1000 ft from my apartment down 4 flights of stairs, two locked doors plus two others, and several smaller sets of stairs away.
Do other people wake up feeling itchy all over? Was it something I et, does my bedding need washing, my clothing the laundry? The calluses on my feet are getting out of hand. They seem to be wearing through my socks at an alarming rate and more recently they’re wearing holes in my fitted bed sheet and right through the mattress cover as well. How do other people deal with Dandruff? I’m tired of creating a dust storm every time I brush my hair.
Don’t get me wrong, at nearly 63 I’m grateful that I’m still around. Unlike so many I still have all my hair and it isn’t going grey; but I was not prepared for the fact that hair would start sprouting in other unlikely places. I know they say that finger nails keep growing even after death but I don’t remember having to scruff off layers and layers of dead skin every time I climb into the tub. Where is it written that hair should start sprouting from one’s ears and even from the lobes themselves; or from one’s nose like the bugger lugs described in Robertson Davies Fifth Business. And what’s with those eyebrows bristling like spines on a porcupine?
Did you hear the joke about the bed? It hasn't been made up yet. Did you hear the joke about the ceiling? It's above your head. Did you hear the joke about the floor? It's beneath you.
Ontario Place is gone. A gambling casino has been ruled out but more condos may be on the way. I have many fond memories of catching the Go Train after work to wander the site beside the lake, try out German fare at Zum Rhein, walk the old lake freighter break-wall, then sit with a book and wait for the Toronto Symphony to play on the revolving stage at the forum. Line up to see the latest movie at the Cinesphere or look at the Toronto Skyline from the roof of the pods. The exhibits were cutting edge when the place opened and Ontario Northland’s movies evoked Northern Lights, shooting stars, and fireflies. I even got back to watch movies in winter on the giant screen, Top Gun was a standout. Alas I was too old to enjoy the children’s village but it was fun to watch. I remember Andrew Davis quip about shooting the geese out of the park with the playing of the 1812 Overture. Who could forget the tens of thousands who showed up to see millions of dollars worth of fireworks shot off to music during the Symphony of Fire. Alas, things went downhill for me with the replacement of the Forum with a venue with ‘mosh pit’. I never had taken in many events at the second stage. Contract issues with the symphony players killed those summer concerts. Without Bill Davis tapping his feet on the grass in those movies and his interest in keeping the place up to date attendance slumped and governments lost interest. Now the place is a relic of history like the Sunnyside Amusement Park of old. The magic is gone and Toronto is the poorer for its loss.
Unfortunately while good things tend to disappear old problems just keep coming back to haunt us like the mercury poisoning in the Grassy Narrows First Nation. The mining industry released mercury contaminated slug into the Wabegoon English River System. While the companies that caused the problem have long since disappeared and left no one to be held accountable for the sins of the past, the pollution they caused continues to dog the residents of the area. Way back in the sixties it took doctors from Japan to diagnose the problems experienced here as minamata disease. The vector for spreading the disease is the fish that live in the local streams contaminated by the mining industry. While it may seem a simple matter to say don’t eat the fish and there won’t be a problem it’s another matter when it’s a choice between not eating a food source that is readily available at no cost and starving. We know all to well about poverty on reserves.
Southern Nova Scotia, it seems, can’t catch a break. The tourism industry in Yarmouth and surrounding areas has taken a hit from cancelling of the ‘Cat’ Ferry. The large tourist bureau beside the dock area is moribund and nearby hotels and motels are going bankrupt. Now comes word of the permanent shut-down of the Bowaters Pulp and Paper Mill in Milton near Liverpool, Queens County. If you wonder why this happened look no further than the state of the Wall Street Journal, market for 90% of its paper production. Lay-offs and down time led inexorably to the present demise.
Being away for a month leads to a backlog of E-mail. By yesterday I’d whittled it down to below 100 new messages but keeping caught up is an ongoing battle at the best of times.
Visiting the East Coast brings back memories of the local dialect. Have you ever been firked?
Note to self, don’t accept any more appointments on Friday the thirteenth. Oh, I got there and back without being hit by anything or colliding with anything but my doctor unbeknowst to me accepted a stint at hospital emergency and I was forced to walk over there to see him. Actually saw him on time but now I have to go back for another appointment at his office. I returned to Ontario specifically for this appointment. Bugger!
So much for Northern Lights. With a solar flare sending a massive ejection of charged particles earthward making it possible for aurora to be visible as far south as the Southern US States it’s all moot from my observation point due to heavy overcast. Alas, the rains, if they come are said to be too late to save this year’s crops in the field. Yet another season of increased prices for fresh fruit and vegetables is in the offing. This on the heels of a premature spring that saw blossoms freeze when the late frosts came.
From the pages of Reader’s Digest quoted from Facebook. No words in the English Language rhyme with depth, month, orange, silver, or purple.
Hollywood claims the life of yet another young actor, this time Sage, 36-year-old son of Sylvester Stallone.
Everyone should already be aware that hospitals are bad for your health but did you know that the food in Canadian Hospitals fed to heart patients contains dangerous amounts of salt?
My addiction to Farmville is getting out of hand. With now 6 farms it would be possible to spend one’s entire day playing just that one game. Imagine attempting to visit all 300 neighbour’s farms.Whatever was going on yesterday, July 11th Internet service was slow, unpredictable, and crash ridden. Getting my game to load took 10 to 15 minutes if it would load at all and the game crashed incessantly. Since I have two screens to work on here at home I spent my day finding other things to do while I waited, even housework! Today it opens almost immediately, go figure.
Must remember to get out for a walk before it gets too hot to be out of doors. How do people cope with living in multiple dwellings? Now that I’m back in Oakville everything I use on a daily basis is in my RV parked in a parking lot 1000 ft from my apartment down 4 flights of stairs, two locked doors plus two others, and several smaller sets of stairs away.
Do other people wake up feeling itchy all over? Was it something I et, does my bedding need washing, my clothing the laundry? The calluses on my feet are getting out of hand. They seem to be wearing through my socks at an alarming rate and more recently they’re wearing holes in my fitted bed sheet and right through the mattress cover as well. How do other people deal with Dandruff? I’m tired of creating a dust storm every time I brush my hair.
Don’t get me wrong, at nearly 63 I’m grateful that I’m still around. Unlike so many I still have all my hair and it isn’t going grey; but I was not prepared for the fact that hair would start sprouting in other unlikely places. I know they say that finger nails keep growing even after death but I don’t remember having to scruff off layers and layers of dead skin every time I climb into the tub. Where is it written that hair should start sprouting from one’s ears and even from the lobes themselves; or from one’s nose like the bugger lugs described in Robertson Davies Fifth Business. And what’s with those eyebrows bristling like spines on a porcupine?
Did you hear the joke about the bed? It hasn't been made up yet. Did you hear the joke about the ceiling? It's above your head. Did you hear the joke about the floor? It's beneath you.
Ontario Place is gone. A gambling casino has been ruled out but more condos may be on the way. I have many fond memories of catching the Go Train after work to wander the site beside the lake, try out German fare at Zum Rhein, walk the old lake freighter break-wall, then sit with a book and wait for the Toronto Symphony to play on the revolving stage at the forum. Line up to see the latest movie at the Cinesphere or look at the Toronto Skyline from the roof of the pods. The exhibits were cutting edge when the place opened and Ontario Northland’s movies evoked Northern Lights, shooting stars, and fireflies. I even got back to watch movies in winter on the giant screen, Top Gun was a standout. Alas I was too old to enjoy the children’s village but it was fun to watch. I remember Andrew Davis quip about shooting the geese out of the park with the playing of the 1812 Overture. Who could forget the tens of thousands who showed up to see millions of dollars worth of fireworks shot off to music during the Symphony of Fire. Alas, things went downhill for me with the replacement of the Forum with a venue with ‘mosh pit’. I never had taken in many events at the second stage. Contract issues with the symphony players killed those summer concerts. Without Bill Davis tapping his feet on the grass in those movies and his interest in keeping the place up to date attendance slumped and governments lost interest. Now the place is a relic of history like the Sunnyside Amusement Park of old. The magic is gone and Toronto is the poorer for its loss.
Unfortunately while good things tend to disappear old problems just keep coming back to haunt us like the mercury poisoning in the Grassy Narrows First Nation. The mining industry released mercury contaminated slug into the Wabegoon English River System. While the companies that caused the problem have long since disappeared and left no one to be held accountable for the sins of the past, the pollution they caused continues to dog the residents of the area. Way back in the sixties it took doctors from Japan to diagnose the problems experienced here as minamata disease. The vector for spreading the disease is the fish that live in the local streams contaminated by the mining industry. While it may seem a simple matter to say don’t eat the fish and there won’t be a problem it’s another matter when it’s a choice between not eating a food source that is readily available at no cost and starving. We know all to well about poverty on reserves.
Southern Nova Scotia, it seems, can’t catch a break. The tourism industry in Yarmouth and surrounding areas has taken a hit from cancelling of the ‘Cat’ Ferry. The large tourist bureau beside the dock area is moribund and nearby hotels and motels are going bankrupt. Now comes word of the permanent shut-down of the Bowaters Pulp and Paper Mill in Milton near Liverpool, Queens County. If you wonder why this happened look no further than the state of the Wall Street Journal, market for 90% of its paper production. Lay-offs and down time led inexorably to the present demise.
Being away for a month leads to a backlog of E-mail. By yesterday I’d whittled it down to below 100 new messages but keeping caught up is an ongoing battle at the best of times.
Visiting the East Coast brings back memories of the local dialect. Have you ever been firked?
Note to self, don’t accept any more appointments on Friday the thirteenth. Oh, I got there and back without being hit by anything or colliding with anything but my doctor unbeknowst to me accepted a stint at hospital emergency and I was forced to walk over there to see him. Actually saw him on time but now I have to go back for another appointment at his office. I returned to Ontario specifically for this appointment. Bugger!
So much for Northern Lights. With a solar flare sending a massive ejection of charged particles earthward making it possible for aurora to be visible as far south as the Southern US States it’s all moot from my observation point due to heavy overcast. Alas, the rains, if they come are said to be too late to save this year’s crops in the field. Yet another season of increased prices for fresh fruit and vegetables is in the offing. This on the heels of a premature spring that saw blossoms freeze when the late frosts came.
From the pages of Reader’s Digest quoted from Facebook. No words in the English Language rhyme with depth, month, orange, silver, or purple.
Hollywood claims the life of yet another young actor, this time Sage, 36-year-old son of Sylvester Stallone.
Everyone should already be aware that hospitals are bad for your health but did you know that the food in Canadian Hospitals fed to heart patients contains dangerous amounts of salt?
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