Is it just me or are the Saskatchewan Roughriders a much more exciting team to watch? I credit Condell for the new Offense that has tricks up its sleeve, like a quarterback receiver.
It has been a long time since the Riders tried something more than an onside kick. It has been much fun to watch (win and lose). How about coming out the second half and stumping the Stamps with a sudden succession of running plays that got us somewhere in the neighbourhood of 30 or 40 yards. Shovel passes? That is nothing that is expected. What about Armstead changing an apparent deep route to scurry behind Joseph for an apparent hand-off? I foresee that one making another appearance this year.
Congi was pretty solid and Fantuz even got some play. All in all, My Rider love is more of an obsession now that our QB can throw a ball, and our receivers can catch. Let’s hope Burris changes his smile for another pout session this weekend.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Cash or Charge?
It seems the Europeans have “one upped” us again, the time honoured classic board game “monopoly has taken a turn for the worst. The paper money is being replaced by a card and a swiping machine to act as the bank. It is a Visa.
The values once learned from Monopoly will be muted by the endless revolving debt caused by credit, forever increasing the limit of your purchase power and instilling the values that are more common these days…how can I get the most cash in my pocket for the smallest monthly payment.
Rainy day stowing of your money to fool opponents will be much easier since nobody will be privy to your limit or balance, but as a student of real life, I’ll bet little Billy has maxed his card out on a house he can’t afford and a car he doesn’t need because he has reasoned with himself that he is wasting money on rent and that the bus is not practical in the long run. Then he’ll get a plasma T.V. and all the tricks and wires to make absolutely no difference to the enrichment of his life but actually cause him ulcers and an irregular heart-beat, and on his death bed he will swipe it once more to make sure the pine box he is to spend eternity in, is air tight….as if it matters.
Parker brothers… you clever bastards.
The values once learned from Monopoly will be muted by the endless revolving debt caused by credit, forever increasing the limit of your purchase power and instilling the values that are more common these days…how can I get the most cash in my pocket for the smallest monthly payment.
Rainy day stowing of your money to fool opponents will be much easier since nobody will be privy to your limit or balance, but as a student of real life, I’ll bet little Billy has maxed his card out on a house he can’t afford and a car he doesn’t need because he has reasoned with himself that he is wasting money on rent and that the bus is not practical in the long run. Then he’ll get a plasma T.V. and all the tricks and wires to make absolutely no difference to the enrichment of his life but actually cause him ulcers and an irregular heart-beat, and on his death bed he will swipe it once more to make sure the pine box he is to spend eternity in, is air tight….as if it matters.
Parker brothers… you clever bastards.
Monday, July 24, 2006
Pa, get Momma some Zantac
My globetrotting brother is off to yet another place on the planet that nobody wants to be, as a matter of fact the Canadian government is evacuating it's own nationals by the hundreds. This is the kind of guy my brother is, though he will tell you that he is sipping champagne by the pool in a 5 star hotel far from danger, we know he craves the proximity that is slightly more volatile all for the sake of a good story. He has been to Afghanistan twice, Pakistan (though not under siege my malevolent human forces) and now we find dear "Pokey" in Lebanon.
Worried though I may be, I know the instinct to stay safe and return home is strong, because after all, I live near him and... well... I'm not quite sure how to tell you this, but..... I'm kind of a big deal.
And I know the instinct is alive and well, because I saw him in the thick of the Saskatchewan brush searching for a golfball that would have been more rare to find therein than a burmese python; and I'm pretty sure he didn't find either.
Take care bother-man.
Worried though I may be, I know the instinct to stay safe and return home is strong, because after all, I live near him and... well... I'm not quite sure how to tell you this, but..... I'm kind of a big deal.
And I know the instinct is alive and well, because I saw him in the thick of the Saskatchewan brush searching for a golfball that would have been more rare to find therein than a burmese python; and I'm pretty sure he didn't find either.
Take care bother-man.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Hot Hot Hot
It’s so hot here today that it’s hard to breathe, and being the stupid ass that I am, I get to bike in work clothes for 10 minutes then go play a double header of baseball. I can’t imagine the collective sweating that will occur tonight seeing as how 90% of us are overweight and out of shape.
So my evening will consist of a massive amount of pit stained men running around bases and huffing and puffing what little oxygen is out there for us all. Something tells me that I had better stock the beer cooler well for this one.
Did any of you catch the Rider game Saturday? Now how many of you believe that we will ever beat the Stampeders? I loathe the toothy one.
I realized this weekend that I will buy a house someday with a pool because spending all day and night in the recycled air of the frost spewing cold box is bad for your health and tolerance, I’m becoming a pansy.
So my evening will consist of a massive amount of pit stained men running around bases and huffing and puffing what little oxygen is out there for us all. Something tells me that I had better stock the beer cooler well for this one.
Did any of you catch the Rider game Saturday? Now how many of you believe that we will ever beat the Stampeders? I loathe the toothy one.
I realized this weekend that I will buy a house someday with a pool because spending all day and night in the recycled air of the frost spewing cold box is bad for your health and tolerance, I’m becoming a pansy.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Hype
A budding talent…. Brilliant…. The next “One”….
These were the pressures that David had lived with his entire life, living up to expectations and fulfilling them each day. Spending every waking moment modeling his life in the likeness to the collective anticipation of his peers took its toll, however; for being a understudy for the entire cast of the Dora Live In Concert came with pressure unparalleled by his previous employ as a Water boy for “The Smurfs On Ice”.
These were the pressures that David had lived with his entire life, living up to expectations and fulfilling them each day. Spending every waking moment modeling his life in the likeness to the collective anticipation of his peers took its toll, however; for being a understudy for the entire cast of the Dora Live In Concert came with pressure unparalleled by his previous employ as a Water boy for “The Smurfs On Ice”.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Prodigal son?
Well I’m back and on a positive note to boot, I had toyed with the idea of nixing my blog entirely and had all but pulled the plug, then I got a word from my writing confidant Mariann Simms and her Humor Me site (also see links under “Stomping Grounds”) that one of my Bulwer Lytton entries made the cut and secured a “Dishonourable Mention” in the Romance category. You can check it out here.
So for the following few days while I ease into a steady pace of work, gym and relaxation time, I will take time to put forth the witticisms for which you long, like the salivating dogs that you are… talk about a nice way to make my return!
PS, I appreciate all the support during my “off time” to get the HG up and at it again. Thanks Mariann for giving me the e-kick in the pants I needed.
Only 365 days until next BL contest closure, better get cracking!
If a picture was ever worth a thousand words, Peter was certain that his was worth much more, and the photograph - if seen by some sort of “Idiom Appraisal specialist” would surely have set the value beyond the meagre 1000 words that the slogan suggests, And in Peter’s mind a still of the 18th page of his 1973 encyclopaedia was sheer genius.
So for the following few days while I ease into a steady pace of work, gym and relaxation time, I will take time to put forth the witticisms for which you long, like the salivating dogs that you are… talk about a nice way to make my return!
PS, I appreciate all the support during my “off time” to get the HG up and at it again. Thanks Mariann for giving me the e-kick in the pants I needed.
Only 365 days until next BL contest closure, better get cracking!
If a picture was ever worth a thousand words, Peter was certain that his was worth much more, and the photograph - if seen by some sort of “Idiom Appraisal specialist” would surely have set the value beyond the meagre 1000 words that the slogan suggests, And in Peter’s mind a still of the 18th page of his 1973 encyclopaedia was sheer genius.
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