Karma is a funny thing....

Read the other day about a man who had a heart attack in Britain and was admitted to hospital. Turns out the guy was a bigamist...married 3 women, who would've never known about each other if the guys ticker didn't seize. They all showed up at the same time in his hospital room. Man I figure the guys only options at this point are to 1) Off himself 2) Go to jail or 3) Let his wives off him. Whats funny about men like this is they think they can get away with it. I'm laughing my ass off, cause I bet he's kicking himself in the ass over this. Stupid jerk...didn't ya know what goes around comes around? Jerks like that have a major downfall....they think that they will never get caught. Well, they do, because there's one thing I've learned in my entire 30 years on this planet...women don't think like men, and it's a good thing. Women are the ultimate in multitasking. They also master the art of kissing a person and giving someone a proverbial kick in the behind at the same time. They do not have one track minds. They have gut intuition they listen to. And it is sooo true about the saying, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned". In this mans case, 3 women have been scorned. God help the man. He needs to get last rites fast! All I can say to the dude is a wise saying my mother has said..."You made your bed, now you can lie in it!" This has got to be the funniest news I've heard in a long while...thought I'd share it all with you.
Blogger question...Ever heard any bad Karma stories? They can be urban legends. Would be interesting to see what stories people have.
Blog on!

Anotther Friday night...

Yup should be busy this weekend. My parents gave me a bit of a break, so I have time to quickly Blog my pals. Got Casey dancing on my shoulder again. Man, he's hilarious! I try to spend as much time with the bird as I can because he gets tempermental when he doesn't get quality time. He'll be prone to biting your face or ear or finger. He bit my lip last week the little bugger. I put him in his cage and put him to bed early. Ignored him for a couple of days and he got the hint. Now he's sweet again. And dancing up a storm. Funny stuff.
I should have a blogger question, eh? What was your favorite pet growing up? What kind of neat tricks could your fave pet do? Love to hear your responses. Mine would have to be a Sheltie that a friend gave me. He was an older dog, but acted like a puppy. He went deaf so I trained him to respond to hand signals, then, as his health failed, with eye movements. He was an amazing dog in his youth apparantly. He was trained to be a therapy dog. He would go to the hospitals to cheer up the patients as well as the elderly in Long term care. He passed away in November 2004, after a brief struggle with bone cancer. I am thankful I was there til the end. I think that pets bring out the best in their owners. I still think of my boy and the joy he brought into my life. And yeah, I'm not ashamed to admit thinking of him brings tears to my eyes because even after all this time I miss him terribly. Do me a favor Blogger pals..hug your pet today...okay...if it's a goldfish I understand that it would an impossible task, so maybe get a pretty shrub or something for the aquarium. Okay, I know this is a wierd blog, but this is just stuff that came into my head and I thought I'd type it. Oh...anyone still reading the Blogs? Lets see a show of hands......um....okay...post a comment. Do me a favor...keep it clean eh?
I'm done. Type ya later.

Anyone out there?

I know people are checking out this site, and that's cool, but let me know blogger pals, if you're still kicking.
Life has been good thus far in the Back Forty. Can get boring , but have decided to get on the ball, and do some learning on my own. Have to get better at Greek. I know enough to have had a conversation with my grandmother and an uncle in Greece. Wow. First time I spoke to them in their language. A great feeling, let me tell you. What's weird tho is the fact that I write it better than I speak it. Usually you speak the language before you write it, but I've been learning to read, spak and write simaultaneously, so it's been very interesting. I'd love to be able to speak like, say 10 languages fluently. That would so rock, because you'd be at home just about anywheres. Maybe before I die someday I will speak: Greek, Italian, Portugese, Spanish, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, French, and American Sign language. Okay, the Greek, French and sign I know a bit...soI'll start with that. Lots of French speaking people in this town so it would be easy to get someone to help with the language bit anyhoo. Sooo...Blogger question time...what languages (other than English) can you speak, and if you could learn a new language tomorrow, what would you like to learn? Lastly, if you want to learn a new language, what is stopping you? Have a great day, Blogger friends. Make it a special one.

Another day in the Back Forty............

Hi All! I'm back for another Blog entry. This past week I had my baby sister visit me and it was a lot of fun. It was sad to see her fly out Monday, but I know I'll see her at Xmas...it's all good. Dad and I got back to town the same day and I was exhausted from the trip, but I finished cleanup for Mom so she could relax. Today, I checked the mail, and recieved another polite rejection from the Shaw Festival. Damn. No, not quitting my career...these rejections only mean that something better is on the way. Believe it or not, I have the wierd(to some anyways) practice of saving my rejection letters. It was said once that Jim Davies, the creator of Garfield had enough rejection letters to wallpaper his bedroom before he got famous. Many notable rejects in history. Albert Einstein apparantly couldn't talk until he was 4; Ben Franklin was considered a lost cause as a child, and Barbra Streisand was told she was ugly. My gut feeling has always been to stick with it. It's not that I don't have talent in this case...a lot of times in the biz it's people you know that get you work. So I will email those who have helped me, thank them for their efforts, and ask that they keep me in the know about work out west. At least I'm not starving. Thank God for that.
Good news though..they now have Kokanee beer in town. I am in heaven. MMMMMM....kokanee beeeeeer.

Insomnia Strikes yet again!!! Damn it all...

Yup. Late. Still awake. Any suggestions from my Blogger pals on getting some sleep? Let me know.
Went out for a beer (or two) with my Dad. Nice to sit back after a day of hot weather in a hot kitchen, relaxing with a cold one. BUT...unfortunately, my fave beer isn't sold in Ontario. Anyone out West want to ship out some Kokanee for me? Just send it on the Grey Hound. Thanks. Much appreciated.
Soooo...good news...my baby sister is coming into town tomorrow (or today I guess) and I am looking forward to seeing her again. Am planning to visit my other little sister sometime in September in London, Ontario (about a 10 hour bus ride). Need a well deserved break soon. This should be a fun week. Am happy.
Message to 'Ostrich Boy' (you know who you are!) time to get your head out of the sand. A lot of people out there (you know who they are!) want to know what your plans are in getting them what is rightfully theirs. Wake up buddy! Like some brain said a long time ago "It's hard to smell the coffee with your head up your ass". Do the right thing...take responsibility for your actions for once...stop using people, and then accusing them of being the users, or telling them they're collecting "Martyr Miles", or worse yet, having a "Pity Party". You want some advice? Too bad...I'm gonna give it to you anyways...You have to work to make something happen....the work I'm referring to is not sitting like a lump in front of your comp all night and sleeping all day...especially when your 'work' on the comp isn't bringing in any money. YOU NEED A REGULAR PAYCHEQUE. Am I alone in this thinking, Blogger friends? If I owe anyone anything, I make sure I get it to them. Say what you like buddy..you know I'm right. I can think of 3 people (not me) who you owe money to. An insane amount. I don't have the audacity that you do to beg for money that way and still not find a job. Wow. You must really have it out for all us people who get up every day and bust our asses to bring home the bacon. This must be a protest on your part...down with the working stiffs! You know what I find interesting is you say that people confuse 'arrogance' and 'confidence', and now I see...you were an arrogant person to deal with. You have no confidence, and I find that sad..but don't worry..I'll not pity you any longer. In a way, you brought this all on yourself, and right now you can't see that. No matter how awful my life could get, I can still say with pride "I am still here, and I won't be broken". No I'm not arrogant...right now I have more confidence then I ever had when I was with you. You haven't brought me to your level. I am above all of it. Remember...in the end, the good guys (or in my case, the gals) win. This is what I have that you don't..Confidence...a fighting indominatable spirit...Compassion (now for those who truly desrve it)...respect for myself and all that I've achieved in my life....Integrity...Perserverance..and Courage to weather the storm when the going gets rough. I can still get up, even in depths of despair to do what I need to do to make sure I have what I need. That's all.
Peace out!

All Shall Bow Before The Insomnia Queen!

Hi Blogger friends! As you can tell, yup...I'm up again late. Sigh. I wish I wasn't such a night owl. Once in a while I am up to greet the dawn and I really like watching the sun as it peeks over the horizon, and the world (or at least my corner of the world) is sobering up and getting ready for a new day. I wish I could get up early consistently. Gotta love those morning people eh? Up at the crack of dawn, full of energy, makes me wish I could bottle that energy and just take a swig the moment the alarm goes off. I need to invent a new alarm clock. Hmm..maybe one that smacks back.lol. Have some contraption outfitted with boxing gloves perched on the nightstand by the bed. The instant the alarm goes off, and you smack the snooze button.... WHAP!!! If you manage to dodge it, or are just oblivious to a piece of machinery beating the snot out of you, it'll will give you a few hooks and uppercuts every five minutes. Hmmm...
Okay, so I've had I guess an average week. This weekend wasn't too bad. Believe it or not, a guy (drunk...of course...middle aged...several teeth missing out of his head OF COURSE!!!) tried to talk to me...started out with "So you work lots eh?", and I says "Yeah"..then called my Mom to do something. He sits back down. Phew! Another guy told me "That guy will hit on anyone who can walk a straight line." No wonder I'm some big catch! Jesus Murphy...why can't you creepy freaky guys just leave me alone???? Don't you understand you will never meet my expectations, let alone exceed them...for you see you creepy men in the Back Forty, these are the strikes against you already...don't be pissed at me...I'm not superficial...just pointing out the facts..
1) YOU"RE OLD!!!!
2) YOU"RE UGLY!!!!
3) YOU HAVE THREE FRONT TEETH MISSING OUT OF YOUR HEAD!!!
4) YOU HAVE AN 80's MULLET, AND IT IS NEVER COMBED!!!
5) YOU DON'T WASH!!!
6) YOU ARE A DRUNK WHO CAN'T WALK A STRAIGHT LINE!!!
7) YOU'RE ON EI, AND YOU LIVE IN A SHACK!!!!!!!!
8) YOU GUYS USUALLY HAVE 3 KIDS WITH YOUR EX AND YOU DON'T PROVIDE YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD WITH THE BASIC NECESSITIES OF LIFE ( which to me, is the most despicable thing to do)

And ...
9) YOU"RE ALL DUMB...hey buddy, how many brain cells have you massacred today? Jesus...save the money you bought on beer and sniff gas or something. Do the world a favor and just fry the whole thing at once.

There are more, but you see where I'm going here. I mean Jesus! Enough already! I swear, I may tell the next one where to go and how to get there.
Oh a rumor I heard about the mayor...may or may not be true...he allegedly is sleeping around with his secretary. Hmm...no wonder he's too busy to get this town back on it's feet. A few of us were discussing getting the townsfolk to sign a petition to demand that the mayor publicly prove that he's done or at least attempted to fulfill the promises he made prior to election, and if he can't to respectfully ask him to step down, and let someone else take the mayor position, or at least hold an early election. Should be interesting. Stay tuned for those developments.
Anyhoo...I'd better try to sleep. Oh! Blogger question time...What is the one strike against a person, male or female, which would keep you from dating the person? Drop me a line and let me know. Oh and what do you think of my alarm clock idea? If you have a better one let me know. Get creative people.
And now the Insomnia queen is leaving the building. Long live Blogs!