The Briar Patch

I am going to be 100% honest. My neck is pinkish..... YA pinkish, it isn't the red color everyone outside of Alberta accuses Albertans of having. But that red is there, in a very light shade. SO what I am going to write might be offensive to some. Sorry, I am simply being honest. I am simply saying what I think and what is a pale shadow of some of what I hear from people everyday. Hockey, if you have read any of my shit, know me or follow my twitter I kinda dig hockey. IN fact there is a blog entry gawd at the start of my blog about the good it does. Couple years old now, but still true. Now some fucking SJW is brainwashing their child into not playing because it has a racist logo?!?! For Fuck sake. Do you really think at that age a child understands it? NO. The logo is a warrior. It is meant to be fierce and intimidating. Why not dwell on that? Some parent have already started brainwashing their child that everything is offensive. (Maybe it isn't the millennials, maybe it is...

So up to speed it is about spring 08. I have moved 10 times in the last 8 years. Quit college twice and am living with TCM and our two cats just off Whyte ave. I was starting to get bored with my job again. I am not really good at being a person who can sit and read the same reports each day. Then order the same shit. When I had moved into the purchasing department I had thought it would be much more. Like actually meeting vendors, picking out what to buy. Not just buying the same shit over and over. But other than that things were good. Now I should start out with some side things that had gone on. I want to say most of this kinda seemed to happen over the following spring & summer. If it isn't bang on in order I can't help it! First Bud. I think I mentioned him way back when I first moved moved here. He was friends with Black, they went to High School together. I honestly can't remember why we started hanging out. Likely cause he was the most normal of the people Bl...

Same as every time some scum bag, psycho shoots up something, people are screaming for gun control. I know I am week behind on posting this but holidays with the fam gets priority and personally I find it in poor taste to try and politicize a tragedy. Nothing makes my blood boil more than the day after something like the Vegas Massacre and people are trying to use it to make a point. Have a bit O class. Help out and make sure everything is as good as it can be, then get down to the fight.... I wanna start with some basic stuff. I read there are 3 guns for every American floating around in America right now. So roughly 330 Million times 3 is 990 Million guns. That in it self is insane. Why would any nation need that many guns? To be fair I don't know if that includes services guns (Military, police) or just personal guns but wow either way, wow. The sheer number of guns available to people is mind blogging. With that many out there it is pretty easy logic some are going to fall in...

TCM and I got our first place on our own April 21 2006. A townhouse condo in Castledowns. This is 8 moves in 6 years if your keeping count. I know the exact day cause it was the first playoff game of the Red Wings (My team) and the Oilers. (In the big playoff drive) My helpers demanded we have TV up and running to watch. We actually got this move done quickly to watch it. I am putting it out there. Oilers shouldn't have made it out of that first round but Rolly was amazballs. Either way our landlord was Cornelius. Of course he didn't use that name BUT he could have been Will Farrell. Literally, like he even looked liked him and could have been Buddy the Elf. He was super nice. For example, I was a dumb ass and locked the keys in the house. He lived a few blocks away so I walked over to his place and he laughed and let us in. Not that letting us in was nice but he offered me breakfast or coffee and was not at all mad. Our neighbors were great too. A newfie couple. They watched...

I am gonna start off with work and hope to avoid it most of this entry. A position had opened up on our sales desk again. All us warehouse guys applied on it. We didn't even get an interview. Army (remember him the guy who hired me) simply brought us all together and then said one of the office ladies, lets call her Mother Hen got it. There were quite a few let down guys. Then a bit after that Army moved into the office to. We didn't have a warehouse supervisor. We should have seen it coming though. They transferred  a guy, he won't show up much lets just call him Dude  from our shop into the warehouse. Personally I thought he was a great guy. Pop Culture didn't like him. Pop didn't think Dude  was very bright (He actually was just an FYI) and in typical Pop fashion he let it show. After about a month the Manager of the whole place brings us all in again and says Dude  is the new warehouse supervisor. It might have been a week or two when Army  introduced u...

Summer is over, like WTF I swear just yesterday I was saying YA! Summer is here. I am going to get sooo much golf in this year! Two games is all by the way. All in all, it hast been anything that exciting. I didn't go out anywhere. I didn't get a fishing license. I didn't even grow a garden. I didn't win the lotto and we didn't even go on a holiday anywhere. I mean usually we have left somewhere!! I know I can only blame myself so I am not going to cry about it... Too Much. I did a few things though. I started yoga. I guess it isn't "real" yoga. Like it ain't hard in fact it is relaxation yoga. It really works too. In strange ways. I do feel relaxed after, and have great sleeps. Its the inward meditation that is funky. The most random shit pops into my head. Old memories, sometimes fears or worries. Like in the movies people meditate and all of a sudden bam! They are like a super human. Me I am more relaxed, yes but my mind goes all over the plac...

Life was as follows, get up at 630 which was a time I had forgot existed. Black, Cowboy and me piled into Blacks truck and went to work. This was when my coffee addiction started. Until then I never had tasted coffee! Now warehouse work was nothing like Black made it sound. I was more than capable of doing anything that needed done. Ya there was some heavy lifting but nothing bad. Pretty soon I was one of the top pickers. (Spell check wanted to change pickers to dickers for some reason. Whats a dicker?) I admit I sucked at building skids but oh well mostly I helped customers at the door. Plus I was getting in better shape, putting on a few healthy pounds. There as 1 guy, Pop Culture who stuck out right away. Like first day I start he says, that's all? I said what? Well the way Black talks about you, you're 6'5 and shot thunder bolts out yer ass. Actually you're kind of a let down. Wtf, I think the guy is a douche. But then at breaks or whenever I wanna talk about anythi...