The only way I could possibly enjoy a visit to a wax museum is if they melted someone special or crafted solely with their subject’s ear deposits.
One of the things I like most about jogging in a post conflict environment is the integrity it demands, no short cuts...
A quick travel tip. When crossing contentious borders steady jittery nerves by convincing yourself first that you are on a diplomatic mission to the planet Alderon. The goal, to communicate however subtly that you couldn’t possibly be the android they are looking for.
I am until further notice both redundant and dependent. I find courage in the thought that there might be some type of Olympics I qualify for.
Times are tough these days so we cut some corners on hotel expenses this Christmas. The room was fine and English well represented on the TV, but the washroom was awful and actually smelt better after I used it.
The “Republic of the Bananas” must have introduced a more complimentary system of measuring waistlines; I’ve gone from a 34 to a 32 whilst denying myself very little. The challenge will be to find acceptance in the true size 32 community.
When call marketers badger me, I cannot help but tell them how much I enjoyed “Death of a Salesman” while pondering aloud how easy it must be for them to empathize with poor Willy Loman's lack of self-fulfillment. Unfortunately, most of them have never ventured very far from their script.
For some Armageddon is the end of the world, for my mother it is discarded rice potentially clogging the drain. Apparently, it is far more significant a challenge then the rest of us will ever imagine.
Prime Minister Harper has named savvy right wing veteran Mike Duffy as one of 18 newly appointed Senators; the push for the playoffs has truly begun.
Always tidy up your questionable cookie crumbs before exiting the “holodeck”.
On Google, “God is good” = 1,300,000 hits, “God is Bad” = 8,130. I wonder who is handling his PR?
Disgraced hockey player Jeff Avery could learn a thing or two about class from just about any other pro.
I must be completely screwed, I wasted 2.5 hours of writing time on “Google” this afternoon trying to make sense of and silence the passive voice within.
Youth, they may well be our most precious commodity, but at times, it would appear the “
On a related note, I had better call a plumber to unclog my “political correctness” filter. Google offered me the following as an alternative to my proposed image search for “idiots”.
Tradition typing instruction dictates that you begin by placing your fingers on the “F” and “J” keys, but sometimes, when I am struggling with writer’s block, I kick it all off with the “R” and “U” instead, it is refreshing to see what comes out.
I “probably” am the best damn president in the world but you, “Angel” are beginning to look pretty good yourself.
Our copy of the Dailai Lama’s “Book of Wisdom” featuring a picture of his holiness spends most of its facing time down on the weekends. On Monday, we both see the light again...
Congress is in the process of approving millions of dollars for infrastructure projects, initiatives that it is hoped will both stimulate economic recovery and put the country back on the right track. You can only go to the well so many times though.
At all cost, avoid contact with discharging parking lot, restaurant and bathroom vents. If they don’t want their dodgy air, how could you
Finally, as we head into the weekend, a quick word of advice lads, once a cheetah, always a cheetah, keep a good eye on your pussycat dolls.
Soon to be, former Governor of Illinois, Mr. Rod Blagojevich does not appear to be the brightest bulb in the box. I believe he and his cohorts thought they could easily avoid any challenges like an FBI "wiretap" by simply unplugging their electrical telegraph machine.
I am convinced that early exposure to “Alpha-Bits” exponentially increases the chances of children becoming dyslexic.
Over the hump Wednesday, small victories are often the ones I appreciate the most.
My Walkman failed this morning while jogging, exposing me to grunts, groans and gripes I had previously only encountered during grossly malicious crank calls and extended marital intimacy.
If common sense were a commodity, it would ironically be in short supply. On a similar note, short sell OJ and most politicians from
My nachos grande; treat each of your chips like individuals, ensure they have unfettered access to the dance floor and you will succeed too.
The “audio chat” function of my Playstation accidentally switched on this afternoon leaving me briefly exposed to the realities of a distant world.
When accomplishing a non-voluntary domestic tasking, like picking up the groceries, make sure and deposit them close to, but not quite where your wife prefer, therefore ensuring important recognition for your afternoon’s work.
Eid al-Adha, living overseas gives us appreciated access to several different gods and their associated days of respite.
My current employment status offers me little protection from domestic servitude, no matter what day it is.
Liberal party strategists should politely request that photographers back off Michael Ignatieff and give him some much-needed space, at least ten feet.
The torrential rains and howling winds have eased, and blue sky beckons. I think my wife thankfully will be able to fly home for the weekend.
OJ Simpson’s pending prison time; Christmas just won't be the same with out him.
I am at present hatching a plan to launch “Innards Tube”, a program devoted to documenting the party in people’s paunches and beyond, episodes of note would include “
I procrastinated today by undertaking a 30 minute
Trying to keep score in bowling quickly exposed the shortcomings of both my Grade 10 math credits.
Asked, by myself, to comment on the production values of Liberal Leader Mr. Stephen Dion’s speech last night, I could only offer the following; as for its potential impact on future membership?
Reading the “Comments” section in the Globe and Mail is like watching “Fox News”, you won’t last long but inevitably you will be back.
A large lunch; I wreaked havoc on the animal kingdom this afternoon and won’t be sailing into heaven if either chickens/cows or my vegetarian brother are working the door when my time comes.
The gym’s outdated but obviously appreciated copy of “Playboy” has gone missing; perhaps the articles were just too interesting. (Fear not the link, it is G Rated)
Registering for my online domain, if D. Houston of Omaha doesn’t recommit to michaelwalker.org by
Jerked, how I felt today when I opened my bag of beef and discovered how little I got for 3 Euros.
Any Other Observations:The sun because of its seasonal lack of ambition now completely engulfs my couch each day providing for me a brief but appreciated opportunity for lack of ambition myself.
The traffic counter on my Blog isn’t working, I’m pretty sure it’s just a technical problem.
