On the subject of politics, I often appear to be indifferent. I would caution you from making the mistake of thinking I don’t care. The truth is that I don’t care to join the fray of common government bashing. The things that are complained about are usually orchestrated, pointed out by the opposition. Nor do I care to invest much time in following the latest government and opposition announcements and policies. They are often smoke and mirrors tactics designed to create unrest and draw attention away from incompetence and mismanagement. View full article »
Archive for May, 2010
More grey matter on a motorcycle …
Rolling down the road on my Honda is one of my favourite pastimes. The bike is old but runs well, a testament to Japanese technology, good maintenance and low mileage. I’ve aged a year for every year the bike has aged but I can’t say that I still run well (although my doctor is of Japanese descent). I’ve gained experience though and I’ve come to this conclusion – “Ageing sucks!” View full article »
A bottle in front of me or a frontal labotomy?
I bumped into someone yesterday, who was telling me about a mutual acquaintance who has been sober for a year and counting. I don’t remember the specifics and I wouldn’t repeat them here, but the phrase “keeping my fingers crossed” may have come up.
During the course of the conversation it became apparent that the person I was talking to didn’t realize that I am an alcoholic(am, not was). View full article »
Where were you in ’62?
I don’t remember 1962. Well, only vaguely. I don’t remember Kewpie Dolls. I don’t remember buying orange pop in bottles that had the shape of an orange incorporated into the design although I’ve seen the bottles. Lately, though, I’ve been reminiscing about things I haven’t seen in a while. Lucky Elephant Popcorn in a cardboard box, all day suckers that lasted all day(unless they were dropped), pop costing ten cents to drink in the store, twelve cents to take out. You got the two cents back when you returned the empty bottle and that would buy you a few pieces of Double Bubble chewing gum. View full article »
I like to think I’ve become immune to advertising. I snarl at the TV when an advert comes on that I find offensive or particularly insulting to my perception of my intelligence. I vow never to buy those products and try not to talk about them to others (no advertising is bad advertising), I don’t even talk about the commercials I don’t like. But how did I get here? How did I get to the point where I distrusted and/or disliked certain advertisements so vehemently? View full article »
A friend of mine claims to be an excellent driver despite a propensity she has toward being distracted in every aspect of her life, somewhat of a shocker on the face of it. Being predisposed to distraction myself, this statement made me think. I’ve come to the conclusion that, for two reasons, she’s probably right. View full article »
If it ain’t broke, why are you replacing it?
Nothing makes my ears smoke more then the stupidity of our throw-away attitude. Your phone isn’t the latest invention? It needs an extra mega-pixel? Throw it out, get a new one. Your weed-whacker has a cord and that’s inconvenient, toss it. You’re tired of those dishes you bought last year, kick ‘em to the curb. Last years clothes? Gone. There’s a new audio format available? Time for a new collection. Cars, toys, clothes, appliances, etc., etc., etc! View full article »
I like the real stuff. Artificial doesn’t do a thing for me. I’m not afraid to say it. I grew up on a farm. No surprise that I’m not fond of artificial food. I’m a butter, milk and eggs guy when it comes to the dairy section, and I don’t believe in turkey franks or chicken ham. I have a hard time just getting past the name “mock chicken,” I’m pretty sure whatever it’s made of isn’t good if all the name says is “This ain’t what it’s made of”. View full article »