Bah Humbug.

I hate it when I'm in a mood, and I don't really know what that mood is, where it came from, or why it's affecting me so much.

It's the mood where I reflect on a lot of things, start to back track and look at my past, think about people I haven't in a while, and wish that some people made more of an effort.

But at the same time, most everything disgusts me. I don't want to talk to people, I can't stand what some people are doing, and I listen to Norah Jones sing about depressing things.

And that barely begins to capture the mood. I'm reading a book called Surrender the Pink, by Carrie Fisher. The main character proclaims that her "two moods" have names.

One is Pam, and the other is Roy. Roy is the wild mood, the mood that's the spend thrift at the mall, the deep sea explorer, the meet a random person on the street kinda mood. Pam is the regret spending that much after seeing the bill, afraid of sharks in the ocean, thinks the random person on the street is a killer kinda mood. I'm in a Pam. Not regretting or afraid of anything--it's just the more subtle, just want to curl up under a blanket kinda night.

Am I Al-Qaeda?

Yesterday I told you about the bomb scare in the heart of downtown Toronto, and this morning (actually last night) everyone questioned the possibility of terrorism. Obvious, and probable route.

I was surprised to find comments in the Toronto Star, from an officer with Toronto Police that were as outrageous as those made by a Captian with the Canadian Forces in Afghanistan.

Ok--I confused you. Let me untangle. Read my previous entery "Canadians in Afghanistan"

Now if you have time read the Toronto Star Article about the bomb/flash fire--do so. I'll pick out the exact comment by this officer.

"He's not a strap-on Al Qaeda bomber guy," said Toronto police Staff Sgt. Don Cole.

I'm sorry. A Strap-on Al Qaeda bomber guy? This coming from a Sergeant with the Toronto Police. Possibly the most diverse city in Canada and/or the World? I can't believe someone would make a comment like that--Not every bomber in the world is related to a terrorist organization.

Here's a guy, who probably just wanted to commit suicide in a public way--and all of a sudden he could have been an Al Qaeda bomber?Is that what we think of the Muslim world?, that everyone is a bomber?--that everyone will shoot you in the name of Allah?

The next time someone looks at me will they fear for their lives, because I'm brown? Come on people--have faith in humanity!

I'm in Awe

Here's the story.

Conflicting reports are coming in about this incident. Some media outlets, of course being vague, and safe, and just leaving it at an explosion. Some going so far as to call it a bomb. And even further still, saying a man walked into the washroom of the Tim Hortons with a bomb strapped to himself, and detonated it.

Whatever the report, I want to point out 680News. Why? Well, because it's almost second nature to me--find out something's happening in Toronto, Tune into 680.

Let me tell you, what I heard was absolutely stunning! I listened at 4:30 EST, and they started their lead story off with a "This is 680news in-depth team coverage" The anchor continues with the story "...One man is dead after an explosion in the washroom of a downtown Tim Hortons." Then she throws it to Kevin Meisner, who is at the scene.

Kevin starts his report--the who, what, when, where, why, how, which, if, and. After that he says "...And another Tim Hortons is now being evacuated..." This is the part I died over. "...We join 680's Carl Hanske live at the scene of that store for the latest. "

And Carl picks up from there.

Let me tell you why it amazed me.

• To throw from an anchor to a reporter who's in the newsroom is one thing.
• To throw from an anchor to a reporter who's in the field on a cell phone is another thing.
• To throw from a reporter in the field on a cell phone---to another reporter in the field on a cell phone...That's a whole new ball game!

Sigh!

I Made Meatloaf

No no, not the man...the meal! So I went to this Irish resteraurant called The Old Triangle. There I had this meal, I forget what's it's called, but it was essentially meatloaf. It was pretty good--especially after all the things I'd heard about the dish.

So after a co-worker told me it was an easy meal to make, I decided--im going to go all the way...reach the highest peak on the highest mountain...touch the sky...shake god's hand, and tickle his wife. I decided to make the meatloaf.

Online I go to get the recipe, check one, and then the other, and then another and finally I find a simple suitable one. Crack it, meat it, mince it, mash it, mix it, shake it, roll it, fold it, find it, put it, and then bake it.

Followed the instructions...and after a while it came out.

AND THE END RESULT?!?!?!? a meatloaf--what the hell did you expect?

It turned out pretty good...a little dry, and a little too much salt. But the mark of a good chef is how much criticism he gets. But overall good effort, and a good meal!