Thursday, August 10, 2006

Torch Me? Torch You!

Cars Torched in Riverview. Click here to read about it.

I have to say, this is utterly fascinating. We know that there are a lot of junkies in Moncton--but in Riverview? I thought it was the most serene place to live.

Imagine waking up to go to work--only to find out the new paint job on your car is "Charred Black"
I honestly believe it was stupid little kids--but why would they, or anyone want to burn the cars I don't know. Police say the some cars are a write-off.
WHY would people want to do that?
Sometimes, I think this town is doomed forever!

Honk For Peace...bitch!

Protesting the Lebanese Israel conflict. click here to read about it.

Ok. My first question is who the heck knew there was a Lebanese community in Moncton?
Almost unheard of.
Anyway. So a little over 100 protesters--or peace activists--came out to show their support. I was quite surprised. They had quite a rally. There wasn't much of chanting and what not. But there was singing---bad singing.
One thing that caught my attention was a handful of the protesters standing on the sidewalk screaming "honk for peace!"--and people honked. What was funny though was that they were screaming this phrase out---but no one bothered to actually write it out. So they were screaming at cars with open windows--and people couldn't hear them. Great idea guys.
I was surprised that the media had such a poor showing. A couple of radio stations, and Radio-Canada television. Ofcourse Greg Agnew from the T&T was there--but no one else. It was weird. Even in radio. CBC was there, because they're there for anything and everything, and I saw a News 91.9 mic around...no Magic, or C103.
All in all--good protest, and they made a clear point!

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Shhh...It's the "C" Word.

Cunt: A Declaration Of Independence

Click on the picture to go to the website.
I'm sorry it's so vulgar. BUT...I was Wikipedia-ing the F word to see where it came from (which was no help, by the way) And I came across the "C" word.

I don't know about you...but the C word, I think, is worse than the F word. Why?, because it takes a real asshole for anyone to use that word. It's reserved for the best and the brightest of the worst. I've only used it a few times, on fewer people--and the disguting faces around me!

Anyway, so I started reading up about the C-word (again, not ver helpful)...and Wiki had the link to this fascinating site.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Teacher, I brought you an apple.

OK.

We're starting off with Chris Cassidy.

Click HERE to read the story.

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We all know what Mr. Cassidy did. Well now the lawyers want to find out exactly what's going on.

Apparently a juror called up a court official, and during that convo said something that could put the verdict in jepordy. So now the lawyers are going down this LONG winding road trying to determins if something actually happened. And if something might have tainted the verdict.

It's so sketchy. The court listened to the audio of the five minutes when the jury read the verdict. Then the judge asked the lawyer if he wanted to poll the jury to see if they all agreed with the verdict. So the judge starts asking the jurors. out of 12 jurors...11 say "yes" I agree with the verdict.

Here's the convo between the judge and one juror.

Judge: "Juror, do you agree with the verdict?"

Juror: "mhmh" (mumbles)

Judge: "I'm sorry? Juror, do you agree with the verdict?"

Juror: (A disgruntled) "Yes"

What a cop-out. What's the point of a jury system, if the jurors can't even speak up if they're dissatisfied with a verdict?

You know---all this wouldn't have happened if the guy would have just hired James Letcher as his lawyer. Cassidy would have been smoking cigars with the Mayor of Shediac, with Renee Gaudet sitting on his lap, all having a good laugh. Not to mention Allain Heon would be playing his security guard!

Under New Management.

I've been inspired by a few people on Blogspot who've been chatting about the news you can use in New Brunswick.

My point is to give out the news I this is relevant in this province...and let's see where we go with this.

It might not be everyday...but we'll still see none the less!

Thursday, May 11, 2006

It's been ages!

I haven't updated this thing in such a long time. To tell you the truth, I find it quite tiresome. Add to that, no one reads it!

So what I started doing is blogging on my msn. There's a way to get people to read your stuff. For example, a clost friend of mine told me that she read the shit I was writing. It's like bitcing to an invisible person, but someone's actually listens. Or reads.

So what's been happening in my days and nights? Well...its news. News. News. and more News.

I'm getting addicted to the 'ever-changing' world.

Started reading Angels and Demons, by Dan Brown. It's the prequel to The Da Vinci Code...and it's looking pretty good. My only problem with it is that it starts off almost exactly like Da Vinci Code. But who am I to complain.

I also recently read the book The Cocaine Kids, by Terry Williams. Really good book, and if you ever wanted to know how to cut, mix and deal blow--shit...that's the book to read. Finally...a second source of income!

Gotta go wipe my nose!

Saturday, April 08, 2006

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.

Monday, April 03, 2006

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!

Sunday, April 02, 2006

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!