so i’ve been thinking lately about getting a tattoo… my sister got one last year and it’s pretty cool, i have to admit. when i was younger, i was like, “why would someone want to mutilate themselves?” and now that i’m thinking about it long term, i’m like “hmm, it’s something that i want to have or be reminded of forever..” i want to get a small beaver tattooed on my left calf. for those of you gentle readers who don’t know, i’m canadian, and proud of it. my wife gives me a lot of grief because i have a very canadian mindset, and she considers it on the border of ‘un-american’. oh well.. we are what we are. the real question is should i broadcast it to the world with a beaver on my leg?

courtesy of rick mercer from this hour has 22 minutes cbc television:

on behalf of canadians everywhere i’d like to offer an apology to the united states of america. we haven’t been getting along very well recently and for that, i am truly sorry.

i’m sorry we called george bush a moron.

he is a moron but, it wasn’t nice of us to point it out. if it’s any consolation, the fact that he’s a moron shouldn’t reflect poorly on the people of america. after all it’s not like you actually elected him.

i’m sorry about our softwood lumber. just because we have more trees than you doesn’t give us the right to sell you lumber that’s cheaper and better than your own.

i’m sorry we beat you in olympic hockey. in our defense i guess our excuse would be that our team was much, much, much, much better than yours.

i’m sorry we burnt down your white house during the war of 1812. i notice you’ve rebuilt it! it’s very nice.

i’m sorry about your beer. i know we had nothing to do with your beer but, we feel your pain.

i’m sorry about our waffling on iraq. i mean, when you’re going up against a crazed dictator, you wanna have your friends by your side. i realize it took more than two years before you guys pitched in against hitler, but that was different. everyone knew he had weapons.

and finally, on behalf of all canadians, i’m sorry that we’re constantly apologizing for things in a passive-aggressive way which is really a thinly veiled criticism. i sincerely hope that you’re not upset over this. we’ve seen what you do to countries you get upset with.

thank you.

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so i’m an addict. i don’t mean that i’m addicted to anything specific, (except the internet) but i have a very addictive personality. i’ve been addicted to different games, tv and the internet at varying times. fortunately they’re not too destructive, like substance abuse. alcoholism runs in my familiy (a *lot*). i don’t seem to have the specific cravings for alcohol, but i do have a lot of the traits that sometimes accompany an addictive personality. i have been re-reading some older cyberpunk-style books (ie: gibson, etc) and there’s a scene in one of them where a family goes into cyberspace and never comes out.. a period of time goes by and another family member comes over to change their diapers, while watching them waste away, little by little losing muscle tone, fat, and finally dying. at first i was like ‘whoa, that’s a little extreme’ but then i realized that it’s just a parallel to what happens right now with people who drink or take drugs, they’re killing themselves slowly too. anyways, enough rambling.

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i’m a big fan of socks.. last year i was hanging out with brian, and he’s wearing these comfy-looking socks, all like padded on the bottom and i’m like ‘dude, those look so comfortable’. (i’m a straight ahead thinking kinda guy sometimes). and he says ‘they are.. go get some at costco, they’re the most comfortable socks ever’. i need to take a minute and explain why i’m such a big sock fan. i hate dirty socks, but when i was younger, i was really lazy, and my mom wouldn’t do my laundry until i moved all my dirty clothes into a pile next to the washer, preventing access to the rest of the house. then a day or 2 later i’d find some clean clothes in a basket in my room. coolio, right? but sometimes i’d under-estimate my sock requirements, and not get the laundry moved to that pile, or there might be a delay in the shipping process back to my room, and my clean sock float might run out, or more likely i’d just be lazy and not move em.. whatever.. then i’d have to wear dirty socks some day, or if it was really bad, then a couple days in a row. that is most emphatically *not* cool. i really hate the feeling of getting all dressed and stuff, and then having to pull on some stanky, crusty dirty socks. it’s like they drag me down. anyways, after a while, i went to college a couple times, and lived with my budd-ay hob. he’s a cool guy, but again, since i’m on my own, and lazy, i sometimes didn’t get to doing my laundry. so i explained to hob about why i have bad days (dirty socks) and that kinda became like an explanation. “crappy day?” “dirty socks.” “ahhh.” so flash forward, i go and get a bag o socks from costco and try them, and it’s like i’m in a calgon commercial or something.. they’re soooo comfy, i don’t want to ever wear anything else. so i get another bag o socks, and my wife starts filching them to wear, etc. and plus i’m pretty hard on socks cause i play hockey 1-2 times a week, and that puts holes in em. so it’s a year later, and 2 pairs (of 12) are shot, and i need to get some more. and yesterday there weren’t any comfy socks in my sock basket, so i had to wear this old pair, and the elastic was all shot, they kept falling down and bunching around the toes, and everytime i had to walk around i was like ‘man, these socks suck’. it’s not my wife’s fault (unless she stole the last pair ;), it’s just that all socks are not created equal, and if there’s any lesser-socks that can’t handle the sweat, well, then just get out of my shoe.

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so for the last couple months i’ve been totally, (and i do mean totally) obsessed with getting an ibook/powerbook. at first i was thinking g4, but after looking at the prices i started to re-consider a decent g3. i don’t know why i’m so gung-ho for getting one (i’ve started saving some $$$, i’m working my way up.) i’m also trying to think of ways to get apple to donate one or something.. like writing a program that they can use, and offering it to them for a laptop, something like that. i go and look at store.apple.com at least once a day and drool… and soon, or someday at least, i will be able to click ‘purchase’. *drooooool*

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i was thinking about doing the bakers dozen thing.. where you have 1 picture and 12 items that describe your weekend.. but i’m not really that structured.. so i’ll just put in this bit. i had a pretty good weekend.. set some posts for a fence i’m building, moved the doghouse. easter picnic, easter dinner, mexican train dominoes, frogurt (non-cursed), spent time with the fam. saving up some mon-ay in my little jar (yay craigslist!) from crap that i sold outta my garage. life is pretty good. also i went to target (pronounced tar-jey if you’re snooty) and got myself a handy-dandy notebook to keep random thoughts and stuff in. oddtodd’s book is now in stores everywhere (buy it today!) and i’m chugging along! work, work, work, and home. got the first regular season hockey game tonight, that’s cool. gotta get my skates sharpened tho. enough rambling for 2-day, i’m gonna go enjoy my meat-coma for a while (yay for leftovers).

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