Long weekend in Canada, eh! Saturday morning Round 2 = woo-hoo!
It's Victoria Day on Monday, a National Holiday. Every good Canadian is at least getting drunk a coupla times this weekend.
Oh yeah, we also have a Conservative government. And a balanced budget. And we're actually paying down our debt with each fucking budget.
You know how good it feels when you're putting money on your credit card debt and you see that huge ass balance actually going down? That's Canada.
You know how shitty it feels when you've run up your credit card with stupid shit like that box of fudge from Moose Jaw and that pirate shot-glass from Florida and all that other shit in between? And you're maxed out on 4 of 5 of your cards and you don't know what the fuck to do cuz you're gonna be paying for those Wal-Mart trips forever. That's America.
Certified 52% stupid.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
May has come...
May comes, and fills me with many blessings. So much pain, so many tears, so much blood as a child I had spilt. But so much it's brought. Oh, how winds of May have blown so mightily. Healed, healing, now still, growing, remembering, cheers-ing.
Hallelujah. What more to say. Hallelujah! What was it King David wrote on the sides of some of his Psalms... Selah!
Ah, the joy and merriness to abound in having a drink with him, eh? He knew about the struggles in life, about how important it was to maintain the path of right regardless of how bad you might fuck up. About how you ever strive to walk with God in your life. About how each scar all over your body tells a tale of how He has been there with you. Thirty years of scars and still so much of a tapestry to weave.
Cheers and God's blessings to one and all!
But my buddy the Aztec, well, I miss him dearly. Too long since he's graced us with his presence, though barely over a month ago. He's one of those guys who'll always be there for you no matter any of life's circumstance, even if you usually only see him 5 or 6 times a year. Can't wait to sit on the deck, fire going in the stone pit below us, graced by The Tragically Hip, Pink Floyd, a few specials tunes by the Doors, and every melody we can't wait to indulge and share.
Speaking, laughing, freely, we represent liberty, its brothers-step, walking side by side to our own drummer, though never forsaking each the other.
And yes, as Tiny Tim said vitally, "God bless us everyone!"
With cheers and blessings,
A Countryman
He's one of those guys who'll be there for everything with you, even if you only see hime 5 or 6 times a year.Read more >> Options >>
Hallelujah. What more to say. Hallelujah! What was it King David wrote on the sides of some of his Psalms... Selah!
Ah, the joy and merriness to abound in having a drink with him, eh? He knew about the struggles in life, about how important it was to maintain the path of right regardless of how bad you might fuck up. About how you ever strive to walk with God in your life. About how each scar all over your body tells a tale of how He has been there with you. Thirty years of scars and still so much of a tapestry to weave.
Cheers and God's blessings to one and all!
But my buddy the Aztec, well, I miss him dearly. Too long since he's graced us with his presence, though barely over a month ago. He's one of those guys who'll always be there for you no matter any of life's circumstance, even if you usually only see him 5 or 6 times a year. Can't wait to sit on the deck, fire going in the stone pit below us, graced by The Tragically Hip, Pink Floyd, a few specials tunes by the Doors, and every melody we can't wait to indulge and share.
Speaking, laughing, freely, we represent liberty, its brothers-step, walking side by side to our own drummer, though never forsaking each the other.
And yes, as Tiny Tim said vitally, "God bless us everyone!"
With cheers and blessings,
A Countryman
He's one of those guys who'll be there for everything with you, even if you only see hime 5 or 6 times a year.Read more >> Options >>
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