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 ....Added on to the previous thirty four years. Yes, just as Pilot got to blog this week on the special occasion of his birthday, I get to blog on the special occasion of my third anniversary. What a fucking week. The Vlogbrothers have Pizzamas, but we have Birthaversarymas. Might need to workshop that one. Three years in and I think I can say my marriage has been a net positive. There has definitely been some work needed but that's just normal for a marriage and we are always progressing. And the main negatives aren't from the marriage itself. While I love Saskatoon and believe it is a superior city to Regina, my family and friends are down there. Won't be moving any time soon with a daughter and a semi-sick mother in law though. Oh well. We've got plans to go down to Swift current coming up for some roller derby. Originally we were going to borrow the mother in law's truck and trailer but have started thinking that with the gas we'd spend we could probably ju...

Scene Exterior: over there The lone figure walks down the streets of this lonesome, sprawling city. His larger than average head topped with a worn, grey cowboy hat that doesn't fit with his t-shirt, khaki shorts and sandals. They show of what muscles he has, which isn't much, and give a glimpse of pearly white skin underneath. He reaches into a bulging pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. A cheap brand for a cheap man. Pulling one out, he lights it with a yellow Bic lighter that's on it's last legs. He'll have to remember to grab a new one the next time he's in a store. As he walks down the street, taking a long, relaxing drag on a cigarette, his phone vibrates. It's her again. Asking him where he is. Is he on his way. A short response is all that is warranted. "Almost thre" he mistypes. She'll get the idea. She could have just looked at his location information, but that would take less effort than texting so of course she wouldn't....

This past father's day, my wife and daughter decided to buy me an outdoor cooking device. Also known as a Barbeque. Previously I had a little red Coleman camping stove passed down from my mother and father. This one is the same thing but one size bigger and blue. Considering there's usually just two of us to cook for, three if the spawn decides to stick around, it's the perfect size. I could use a slightly bigger side table but it's better than nothing, which is what my last one had. So, now that I have a working BBQ again, I've been using it. A lot less dishes to clean up after. The other day I did chicken legs, baby potatoes and perogies all on the grill. Hindsight is that I should have added more butter to the perogy package. But, I'm trying more "recipes." I use quotes as I usually just get the rough idea and then do my own thing. And I find the BBQ is great for that. It is too easy to just get stuck in making hotdogs and hamburgers mode though. I ...

I think it's become apparent from certain previous posts of mine that I find the hardest part of blogging is just finding a topic. For awhile I figured I'd do a post on how I discovered this week that Metallica's biggest hit, Enter Sandman, has the main riff written by Kirk and not James, and it blew my mind. That one sentence summed up the entire post though so I probably shouldn't. Also, Jason Newsted wrote a lot less than I imagined he would have. I then also thought I could talk about how there was a thunderstorm three days in a row that made it difficult to see to drive when I haven't seen one of those in years. Climate change is here. But, my readers know this already. That horse is starting to rot so I better stop beating it. Or, even better, a blog post about what a blog is and how to write one? I think this post, and any of my historical posts, proves that I am not an expert on that though and really couldn't add anything to the conversation. Have I tal...

My nearest and dearest enemy, Pilot, has talked about his recent musical project quite often on his blog. It's a comedy gig that I had the pleasure of seeing live, in action, a few months ago at an open mic here in Saskatoon. I thoroughly enjoyed it and to be honest, it helped kick my but into playing my guitar a bit more. At times I had gone months without playing where now I'm back to playing a couple times a week. It's a good way for me to put a controller down for a bit. Pilot and I have a long music history together. What started as him making mix tapes for a young and impressionable little brother evolved into jams, bands and.....radios. We haven't been able to do much since I found one of those whatchamacallits...you know. Those thingers. With the walking? Woman ! That's it! Pilot thinks he's finally safe from my meddling and my ebow but he's not. Here, is a list of mandatory song titles that Pilot MUST use in his future projects and then pay me 85.3...

Pilot, over at Pilot's World, a blog not affiliated with pilots, mentioned in his latest blog post about the sorry state of the world we live in. Since then, Israel has attacked Iran, more protests have gone on in the USA and things just seem to keep spiraling. And with random attacks from both citizens and terrorists, I think it's time to get serious and give everyone some tips for defending your house. As someone who has watched the first two Home Alone movies multiple times, the latest of which was this past Christmas, I think I am qualified to give this advice. So, here is a list of the top (insert number) ways to defend your home. Put dog slobber all over the outside doorknobs - Nobody wants to touch that, but you're already used to it! Don't tidy the house - Hard for them to invade when they are tripping over piles of clothes and children's toys! Remove all external openings - How do they even get in if there are no doors and windows? Become one of the house i...

Faith and Begorrah! A term I've heard used a few times in my life, such as Futurama. But what a strange combination of words. What's a Begorrah? Why is it always paired with faith. It is with these burning questions in mind that I ventured to Dictionary.com. begorrah exclamation   old-fashioned   informal   Irish English   ( also   begorra ) Fair enough. One issue down. Though the usage examples don't help much: "They've never heard anyone say "Begorrah"." Well done. That surely puts it into context. Following this massive discovery, I decided to Yahoo the term and ask why? This is what I discovered on the website Shunspirit: "The first recorded use of "begorrah" was in 1839, in the novel "The Kellys and the O’Kellys: Landlords and Tenants" by English novelist Anthony Trollope." ""Arrah" is an expression of disbelief. It is often used alongside "begorrah", which is a euphemism for the phrase ...