Monday, May 29, 2006

May 29 1806
Dueling over a horse racing wager, future President Andrew Jackson takes a bullet in the chest from fellow lawyer Charles Dickinson. The slug shatters two ribs and buries itself near his heart. Then it is Jackson's turn to fire, which manages to sever an artery and kill his opponent.

Sounds like something that Jean Chretien would do. One thing about Jean, he's not afraid to use his fists.

What a Day

I had the most obnoxious man in today. First, I said with a smile, how are you today? Terrible, he said. What's wrong, I asked? If you don't remember that's your problem he responded. He was in a so called accident 1 year ago when an 80 year old lady backed out of her driveway and hit the tire of his car. Since then he has been walking with a cane, going to physiotherapy, and saying he's suing her up the ying-yang. He has 3 lawsuits on the go. Nice guy.
He's 300 lbs at least, and suspect his body could absorb a much bigger shock than that. After he's seated, I asked him some questions about his medical health ( necessary) and got nothing but sarcastic remarks as answers.
I was alone in the room with him writing notes on his file and he says, "turn that disgusting noise off". (It was the radio) . I said just a moment, as I was in the middle of writing. He said, NOW! Or I'm leaving. I got up and turned it off saying, be nice Mr. X there's no need for that. He jumped up out of the chair, whipped off his bib, and said, I don't like you, never liked you, never will like you. One in a million ain't bad!
He's been abusive with everyone else in the clinic but it still shook me up. I made sure to document everything that took place and had my boss sign as a witness.

How was your day?

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

The Stanley Cup

1990
Stanley Cup Final, Game 5, May 24, 1990.Edmonton 4, Boston 1

Will they do it again in 2006?
What's up with Edmonton running out of beer? That would NEVER happen in the maritimes. Water maybe.... :)

I woke up this morning at 7 a.m. feeling great. I took the day off just in case, cause I knew I would be indulging yesterday. My hair is not tooooo bad. This morning on the phone, Princess told me I looked like the head on a pez dispenser. Square. She wanted to hold my head back and see what came out of my mouth. I didn't cotton to that remark and said if she did she wouldn't like what came out. I played around with my hair after that, (who wouldn't). Now it looks cute. I think? It's all zaggety and stuff, I like that. Bad hair day..........nah-unh. :)

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Hi, I'm slightly "in the bag", aka inebriated. That's what happens when you mix beer with a lotta' champagne. Beware. I hope I won't pay dearly tomorrow. Princess's graduation was fantastic! I hope she enjoyed her party afterwards, I did! Oh, I also got my hair cut today. My long golden locks left on the salons floor, to be swept away. Shit, I should have given it to charity. Oh well, too late now. Here I am shorn, naked as a sheared sheep, and maybe that's why I feel so light headed? I think I will like it?? The employees in the salon couldn't believe I actually did it. It wasn't like I was Rapunzel or anything, it was just pretty hair. Hair today gone tomorrow, sorry, :) I did say I was drinking right?

Sunday, May 21, 2006

May 21 1952
Mr. T is born in the ghetto.

Einstein said, "There are two things that are infinite, the universe and Mr. T's pity for fools... and I'm not sure about the universe."

Mr. T does not read these facts. He ain't got time for this jibba-jabba. :-)


Sad but Happy

My bestest friend, Princess, is graduating from Dal on Tuesday. BUT she is going to Calgary in August to complete her graduate studies.( Ph.D. in literature) What am I to do?? No more sarcastic morning conversations, no one else to share the "sense of ridiculous" with? I know, I know, e-mail, bell canada, but it ain't the same. She called me one morning last month and said guess what? I'm going to be a cowgirl! I'm gonna' get me a pink cowgirl hat.

This comes from a girl, who when she was 16??, her father took her out xmas shopping and bought her TWO pairs of cowboy boots. She was into goth? or hiphop? at the time, and wouldn't be caught dead in such things. (She was born veggie) .
That nite, she dropped them at my bedroom door and said merry xmas! I liked them but felt bad that it was her present. Her dad lives in a unique, albeit weird, world of his own.
I had a great compromise, my boyfriend would buy the boots from her, for me and she could buy what she liked for herself. Win, win situation. TaDa!!!

Memories,
Th-th-th-that's All Folks!

Thursday, May 18, 2006

May 18 1936
Tokyo gangster Kichizo Ishida is accidentally strangled by his mistress during a session of rough sex. Ishida had been a "gasper," someone who enjoys the sexual effects of asphyxiation. The woman, Sada Abe, indulged him by wrapping her pink kimono belt around his neck. After her lover's death, Abe cuts off Ishida's penis and scrotum with a meat cleaver and carries them around until she is finally arrested, three days later.

Wow.... I didn't know ASA was around for that long.

Enlightenment

I learned something about me that I'm not proud of today. Our receptionist brought it to my attention. She was in a bitchy mood but that's irrelevant. Apparently, I cut people off in our conversations. (It was regarding a trival situation with her, boohoo, but I was interested.) On reflexion, I realized, I ask a question, then before they are finished, I ask another one.
The thing is, is that after I ask the question, they start to answer and I know what they are going to say, so I go on to another topic.
By the time their thought process has formed the answer, I get it already. They don't know this and maybe I come across as being indifferent to their response.
No one has ever said this to me before, and when it happened today, I laughed and said, I guess I've been told! The owner of the clinic heard me and said what's so funny? I told him and he laughed too! My patients love me and I love them but I will be more aware of my gift in the future. It will be tedious but I will persevere. :-)

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

May 17 1924
Two youths discover a human skull on the banks of the Leine in Hanover, Germany. And although two more skulls are found a month later, police ignore it until a sackful of bones turn up on the riverbank. Dragging the Leine yields another 500 bones, belonging to about 27 victims. Eventually, police arrest Fritz Haarmann for the crimes. He would lure runaway boys back to his apartment, where they would be raped, killed, and cut into steaks. Then the unlicensed butcher would sell the meat as beef on the black market. All told, he killed between 40 and 50 boys.

Ewwwww!

Cannibalism

In 15th century Scotland, a highlander named Sawney Beane and his wife lived in a remote mountain pass, where they subsisted on a steady diet of unfortunate travelers, which they also fed to their 14 children, and a number of incestuous grandchildren. Needless to say, when the civilized world found out about this, their outrage was so great that they executed the entire family, amputating the limbs of the men so that they bled to death, and burning the women and children at the stake. Now that's civilized!

At no time did any one of them express remorse or repentance. But, on the other hand, it must be remembered that the children and grandchildren of Sawney Beane and his wife had been brought up to accept the cave dwelling cannibalistic life as normal. They had known no other life, and in a very real sense they had been well and truly "brain -washed," in modern terminology. They were isolated from society, and their moral and ethical standards were those of Sawney Beane himself. He was the father figure and mentor in a small tightly integrated community. They were trained to regard murder and cannibalism as right and normal, and they saw no wrong in it. It poses the question as to how much of morality is the product of the environment and training, and how much is (or should be) due to some instinctive but indefinable inner voice of, perhaps, conscience. Did the young members of the Beane clan know that what they were doing was wrong?

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

May 16 1990
Sammy Davis Jr., dies of throat cancer in Beverly Hills. After the legendary Rat pack singer/entertainer is buried with $70,000 in jewelry, the family discovers that Mr. Bojangles was broke and left millions of dollars in unpaid back taxes. His widow then orders the body exhumed so they can repo the jewelry.

That's just downright pathetic!

Family
I moved to Halifax almost four years ago. My younger sister moved here two years ago. My older sister one year ago. We all live separate, different lives but are very close. My older sister drops off large bags for me every couple of months, filled with every kind of cleaning and household supplies you can imagine. She loves Vim!! My younger sister is always buying me expensive cooking utensils. I used to love to cook. Our oldest sister, doesn't live here but is planning to move. She bought me a computer because she thought it would be good for me. My three brothers are ..............men. They help me in different ways, fixing my cars, moving furniture, all the manly stuff. :-) We are all uniquely different but get along because we are family and owe it all to our parents. They were wonderful, beautiful people.
When I was in university, my second oldest sister gave me her Jetta instead of trading it in when she was buying a new car. She thought I might need it.
This is not a one way street, I have always been there for them when they needed it and always will.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Yesterday was Mother's Day. It will be four years this september since my mother died. My father died when I was little so she was a very important part of my life. All our lives, I have 3 brothers and 3 sisters. She was beautiful, funny, smart and a lady. Except when she had a little too much to drink, she had a very low tolerance for alcohol. Then she told everyone exactly what she really thought of them. It was amazing, the next day she would get up, sit at the breakfast table with a totally innocent face that defied anyone to mention anything. We never did. My brother Duncan & I were the only ones never to come under her wrath. I don't know if that was because we were her favorites or because we are both very non judgemental.Whatever floats your boat man.
I know she is still with me, but I miss her so much.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

To all my american friends, this does not include you.

Sitting together on a train, traveling through the Canadian Rockies, were an American guy, a Canadian guy, a little old Greek lady, and a young blonde girl with large breasts. The train goes into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later there is the sound of a loud slap. When the train emerges from the tunnel, the American has a bright red hand print on his cheek. No one speaks.The little old Greek lady thinks:The American guy must have groped the blonde in the dark and she slapped his cheek.The blonde girl thinks: That American guy must have tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled the old lady and she slapped his cheek.The American thinks: The Canadian guy must have groped the blonde in the dark.She tried to slap him but missed and got me instead.
The Canadian thinks: I can't wait for another tunnel, just so I can smack the American again. Now THAT'S Canadian.

Friday, May 12, 2006

May 12 1982
During a procession outside the shrine of the Virgin Mary in Fatima, Portugal, security guards overpower Juan Fernandez Krohn before he can attack Pope John Paul II with a bayonet. Krohn, an ultraconservative Spanish priest opposed to the Vatican II reforms, decided that the Pope must be killed for being an "agent of Moscow."

Do Spanish priests have that 007, Licensed to Kill in their vows?

Today

I meet so many different people in my work. In the dental office you can't always judge a book by it's cover. In other circumstances you might make an accurate opinion of someone, but not there. If someone seems to be abrasive, distant, unfriendly, it's not necessarily their true nature. They are just afraid. To be able to put these people at ease is one of my greatest pleasures. I use different techniques with each one, being sensitive is one of my greatest gifts. To get a hug from someone who was terrified, is a feeling I can't put into words.

Interesting, one guy told me today that he didn't want to have his wisdom teeth removed because it would be like losing a piece of his soul???? (He was in his forties). I asked him if he had his appendix. No, he said. Do you have your tonsils? No, he said. Do you feel any different, I asked. No, he replied........................................

Thursday, May 11, 2006

I learned a new expression today. "Busy as a blue arse fly". I was curious where it originated and in my travels found this. Don't ask. :-)

Sheep Shaggers
Literally men who have carnal knowledge of sheep. Figuratively used of rural people in bleak windswept areas especially the Welsh and Falkland Islanders.

How can someone pinpoint something like that? I remember a number of years ago there was a guy in southwestern Ontario charged with sheep shagging.
Can happen anywhere but what's with the bleak windswept areas?

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

I was watching the news last nite and there was that little pipsqueak, Peter MacKay, in Kandahar, basically telling the troops to buck up. If I could have reached through the television and choked him, I would.

Globe and Mail
Geoffrey York

(Peter MacKay speaking to the soldiers.)
You're elevating the lives of the Afghan people, and that also helps the security of all of us," he told a group of Canadian soldiers at the main Kandahar military base at an airfield outside the city. Canada has 2,300 troops in Afghanistan; 15 Canadian soldiers have died there.
"If we're able to build a stable, productive society here, which is what your boots on the ground assure us the ability to do, that's going to pay huge dividends everywhere. We want you to know that your country is with you all the way, and you're getting the job done. Peace will be your lasting legacy in Afghanistan."

What about MacKay's own boots?

This comes from the man who ran home to daddy after his girlfriend dumped him. On the news, trying to look like Prince Charles on the moors of Scotland, in his wellies. When in fact, it was what it was. He was ballyhooing in Pictou, in a potato patch with his rubber boots.

Even Daddy MacKay, told Potato Pete, "Suck it up, boy".

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Quote for The Day

Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county, to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.


Yesterday I had an e-mail from my brother. He has set up e-mail addresses for my neice and nephew. They are twins, almost seven, Maddy and Calum Duncan.They are the most beautiful children, inside and out. We worry about Calum because he is so gentle and kind. How is he to survive in such a cruel world? They must have been on their father's gluteus maximus for a while now about this.
Anyway, their parents are busy of course, and to reach them by phone is, let's say difficult. The twins have taken it into their own hands, literally. I have had five e-mails from them already, with attached files no less. Pictures of badgers, puppies, baby penguins, telling me they hope I like them. And they love me vary, vary much!
Calum is my sole mate, but Maddy is like me, she has a phenomenal memory.

If only we could all stay like children.......... Nice dream, huh.

Monday, May 08, 2006

May 8 1991
In a room at Little Rock's Excelsior Hotel, Arkansas Governor Bill Clinton exposes his penis to state employee Paula Jones and propositions her to perform fellatio. In her civil deposition, Jones will later claim to have witnessed certain "distinguishing characteristics" of the governor's genitalia, the precise nature of which soon becomes the subject of much speculation. For her trouble, Jones eventually receives an out-of-court settlement for $850,000 and a nude pictorial in Penthouse magazine.


The previously vague allegations were clarified on Oct. 15 in the Washington Times. Having seen the Jones affidavit, the Times reported that Clinton had "a distinctly angled bend visible when the penis is erect." :-)

Although people claim that women have penis envy, our society actually has a penis obsession. We love penises! The penis, even in our modern age, still symbolizes power. Men cherish their penises, name them and love them as they love their cars, even going so far as to wax them lovingly until they shine.

I won't even get into the maypole!

On a lighter note, here in the maritimes, the sun is shining, it's warm and great to be alive. I'm off today, went shopping and now I'm having lobster for lunch.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Humble Beginnings...

May 7 1959

Small-time boxing promoter Don King is arrested in Cleveland on suspicion of drug dealing. His criminal record includes a 1955 arrest for arson, a 1954 arrest for murder, and others.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

May 6 2002
Dutch right-wing politician Pim Fortuyn is shot six times in the head as he leaves a recording studio in Hilversum, near Amsterdam. His party platform was based on repeal of the discrimination clause of the constitution, an odd position considering that Fortuyn was homosexual. It is not clear what assassin Volkert van der Graaf's motive was, speculations ranging from Fortuyn's public statements regarding fur farming (van der Graaf is a founder of that country's Animal Liberation Front) to his sympathies towards Dutch Muslims.

Interesting................The nationalism of Pim Fortuyn


Saturday.................................lazy day, if you want. And I want! I can afford to be lazy today as I'm off Monday. YEAH!!!!! No holiday, just an off day. Darkstar and I have bonded? Maybe compatible is more apropos. She does her thing and I do mine. Nothing! But we respect each other's nothingness.

Friday, May 05, 2006

May 5 2349 BC
Noah's Ark lands on Mount Ararat, according to calculations by James Ussher, Archbishop of the Church of Ireland.

Good Read

"Not Wanted on the Voyage", by Timothy Findley.

My hero is Mrs. Noyes, a sad but appealing alcoholic who sips from jars of gin stowed all over the house but who understands animals (she leads her sheep in singalongs). Mottyl, is also a favorite.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

May 4 1999
A newly-delivered baby falls through a train toilet as it is born near the city of Guangzhou, China. After the fall, a second train speeds over the newborn. Although the baby survives unharmed, radio announcers are later reprimanded for laughing hysterically as they report the story.

That really wasn't funny, but............. what the hell was the mother doing with the baby in the toilet? Delivering it? Bad decision! Words of the wise, don't deliver your baby in a train or airplane bathroom.


Humble Apology

I am sorry for being so rough on my kitty guest yesterday. :-( I had a bad day. She is sweet and I am a terrible person. Shame on me. I took a tumble yesterday, head first, and hurt myself on my left side. It was outside a professional center, you know the complex with tons of offices and shops. Anyway, the cement walkway had a big hole two metres in circumference, and I fell into it. Ouch! I got up, dusted myself off, and continued on. The ego, you know! Later, bruised but ego intact, someone asked me what was on the elbow of my coat. I looked.............. it was full of blood!! So much for the ego.
I called the center and told them what had happened to me. It could have been an older person who really could have hurt themselves. They said they would take care of it. I said okay but I would like them to take care of the dry cleaning of my coat. ( It is a very expensive one) :-) No problem they said, I guess not I was thinking.


Moral of the story, don't take your bad days out on innocent people/animals.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

May 3 1988
The White House confirms stories that President Ronald Reagan's travel and public appearances are scheduled around astrological data furnished by a mystic in San Francisco. The astrologer also supplies input to the timing of critical international events, such as a recent arms control summit in Iceland.

WTF
"So Speaks The Soothsayer", Joan Quigley, was running The United States of America from 1981-1989 ??? I always thought it was Nancy!!!!!


Love is fleeting.....................

I know I'm fickle, but.............I thought I could last longer than this. That cat (notice I'm not using kitty) is not all that!! It's cute, granted, but it has terrible personal hygiene. (I'm kinda' particular about that). It's long fur drags stuff from its' litter box, and I'm not talking gravel! Jeez, I'm even using the term "it" now, I'm a terrible person. I was asking people today how you bathe a cat. It's gotta be done if I am too cohabitate with her.

It's getting serious, tonite when I got home, she was licking herself(cleaning?) and I said to her "you better be cleaning your arse." I peeked a couple of seconds later, and their she was................., weird.

All said and done, now I know why I don't have a cat!

Monday, May 01, 2006

May 1 1997
Sportscaster Frank Gifford is caught on video having sex with TWA flight attendant Suzen Johnson at the New York Regency Hotel. On the tape, Johnson is heard moaning: "Oh, God that's so good. Oh my, you're so big. I knew you would be -- I just knew you would be." A tabloid paid Johnson $75,000 to fornicate with Gifford, and she later goes on to pose nude in Playboy for a six-figure check.

That's my BIGGIST hee hee hah hah, to date.

Today

I had the most amazing day. Three ladies, of the ripe old age of ninety, as patients. They were fantastic! My first one was a librarian at the the first library in Halifax. She is a Miss, sterotypical?? Anyway, she filled my head with tons of information. My next guest was from P.E.I. Her husband worked for CBC forever, and all we talked about was the Island. I told her about Rodney's Oyster Bar in Toronto, and how I fell in love with malpeque oysters. (They are the BEST) . She told me all about the island and another learning experience took place.
Then I had my next lady, and this one was the winner!! She was born in Quebec, a small place east of Montreal. I asked her if she spoke french, she said "a little", as she was Scottish and she grew up in a Scottish community. Way to go..... she said her grandmother spoke Gaelic and she knew a little. I blew her away by responding in Gaelic. I am Scottish and my grandmother was fluent in the language. I said a few things to her, some funny, and she was delighted. Remember she's ninety.

All said and done, I hope if I ever reach near that age, that I will be as delightful as these ladies.