Shivering on the 49th Parallel
Friday, 01 January 2010

First post of the new decade... maybe I won't let this place grow cobwebs in 2010 like I did in 2009 ;)

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Monday, 09 March 2009

Happy Valentine’s Day, ladies. I hope you had a lovely day…

 

This Saturday it’s your turn to return the favor. That’s right, it’s been a month already! March 14th is Steak and BJ Day. It’s pretty simple… It’s steak… and a BJ!

 

www.steakandbjday.com for more details (pretty NSFW content)

 

We’ll be celebrating this year at Little Billy’s Steakhouse in Burnaby, but the jury is out on who’s picking up the tab! ;)

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Thursday, 22 January 2009
Ironically I watched the first episode (the one where the plane comes apart and they crash land on a tropical island) WHILE I was on a flight from Cayman to Miami on a PSP.
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Tuesday, 04 November 2008
Something weird happened to me last night. I think it had something to do with the time change back to Standard Time.
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Saturday, 01 November 2008

A couple weeks ago I saw a headline somewhere.... not sure if it was online or in print here in Vancouver that said Edmonton headed the list of where the most murders take place beating out even the Greater Toronto Area... Really? Edmonton? I didn't see it...

About the same time I received an invite to a group on Facebook to "Find Johnny Altinger" who was one of my online buds back in the late 80s and early to mid 90s. Apparently he had gone missing and one of his family members was canvassing everyone on his friends list on Facebook to see if he had contacted them. I joined the group and shortly afterward was contacted by a reporter with Global's Edmonton office asking me how I knew him and when was the last time I heard from him.

Next thing I heard was that the Edmonton RCMP or Police homicide division was looking into the matter and he still hadn't been found.

This morning I received another email from a reporter with the Edmonton Journal saying that the police had made an announcement in the case and could I call him and answer some questions about how I knew him and what he was like, etc. I checked Canada.com and got to the Edmonton Journal's homepage and there on the right, top link was a headline about a 29-year-old man had been arrested for first degree murder. With a sinking feeling, I clicked the link and sure enough the arrest was in connection with the missing man case.

I emailed the reporter back and told him the same thing I told the first reporter... we met when we were teenagers (online-ish, before the internet had graphics) because we both had the same kind of computer system and traded games with each other. I hadn't seen him since the mid-90s before I moved away, and then reconnected with him on Facebook earlier this year.

When I got back from lunch today I refreshed the link to see if there was any new information and there was a little more info. There was also a flurry of activity on the group page on Facebook as well. Shortly after that, Little Bucket IM'd me and since she lives in Edmonton I asked her if she had heard about it, and she sent me a different link to a longer story that was much more shocking. I don't really know what to say, it sounds like the plot from a bad movie.

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Friday, 12 September 2008
So, to recap: $5000 car comes out to 5600, and then 2500 annual insurance premium is an up-front cost of potentially 8100. Add on fuel (at $1.30/liter) and maintenance (and of course tax on both of those) and it's easily going to be a $10,000 "investment" in transportation. The only problem with that of course is calling it an investment. An investment is something that provides a return.
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Thursday, 10 July 2008

That is all. :)

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Wednesday, 11 June 2008

I was flipping through Maxim a couple days ago, and in the front section where they usually have letters and things like that there was a picture from the Cayman Islands. This isn’t the first time the Cayman Islands have been featured in a Maxim/FHM-type of magazine. A year or two ago someone sent in a picture of a cube truck from down here that has always brought a smile to my face:

Harry Bush trucking. (When I find my copy of the picture I’ll add it in here.. it’s always good for a few laughs)

This last month’s issue had a picture of the front doors of the KFC in George Town with a few chickens in the foreground. The caption was something like “in their hearts, they knew the boycott would fail” or something like that. Even without the caption, it’s pretty funny to see actual chickens hanging around the front doors of a KFC. There are chickens everywhere down here… I would compare them to squirrels or rats in other metro areas.

Everton and I stopped in to KFC for lunch today and in a silent salesman on the counter was a notice that everything that normally had tomatoes in it would not have tomatoes in it until further notice.

Foster’s and Hurley’s both have pulled tomatoes off the shelves as well and the distributors aren’t bringing any more in, either. I can see why, 90% of our imports come out of Florida and they’re one of the suspects of where the outbreak started.

According to the countdown timer on my Facebook profile, 76 days remain until my final work permit expires and I hit the road (the air?) for Canada… At this point, BC Hothouse Tomatoes are just one more reason to look forward to it!

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Thursday, 05 June 2008
Little holy shit freak out moment this morning... I got a phone call from a 916 number. Some Cable & Wireless cell phone, someone who's not in my address book... tempted to let it go to voicemail, but I answered it.

It was an RCIPS constable. He's got a summons with my name on it.

WTF?

I told him where I was and he came by my office and dropped it off to me. Slight moment of "what the hell did I do?" until i read it: it's a summons to witness, and I'm to give testimony/present evidence on behalf of someone named Regina... (ha ha yes I know it's the Queen) against the guy who hit my scooter last summer. Fucker's been charged with careless driving and they're bringing a criminal case against him!

Then I see the next problem: the court date is September 9, 2008... about a week or so AFTER I leave the Islands for good! I asked the cop about it and he said I would have to go talk to the court clerk. Good plan, I'll grab a sandwich at Fort Street Market while I'm downtown! (If you're ever in downtown George Town, grab a sandwich--the roasted chicken breast specifically-- and you won't be sorry. Best sandwich ever)

I go to the court, have to surrender my Leatherman when I go through the metal detector and empty my pockets and talk to the Criminal Registry. They told me no problem, just come back on Monday and they'll pull the file and get it straightened out. Great... but if it's that easy, why do I have to come back next week?

It might be nice if it works out that I leave on the 31st of August, and then come back on the government's dime 10 days later to give evidence in the case... that way I could come down with two empty suitcases and take the rest of my stuff with me, rather than have to use a moving company or airfreight to get my stuff home!

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Thursday, 14 February 2008
After the semi-traumatic experience Monday night, seeing so much blood released from my face, I took things a little slower and more cautiously last night after going for a run and showering.
Same prep, same cream, same hot water, same razor... lighter hand.
I took the "instructions" with a grain of salt (get it? grain? ok you will in a minute). The article I read on a forum said to go from top to bottom, two passes for two weeks to let your skin get used to the much sharper razor. I did exactly that against my better judgement, knowing that my beard grows in the opposite direction at the bottom of my neck. I went top to bottom and that area--which grows upwards-- was shaved against the grain. Ouch. that was where all the little spots of blood were on Monday night. Last night I went top to bottom until about 2/3 down my neck, at which point I stopped and went the other way. Perfect. Almost.

Sure there were a couple little teeny spots of blood on my neck still, but nothing that required any styptic gel or TP or anything like that. When I was done, the shave was a lot closer than it was on Monday night as well, but without the red burning itch that accompanied pressing too hard with the blade. I'm still not as close as I get using a Mach3 (which having three blades is like shaving three passes with a single blade) but it's just a little practice away.

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After all the posturing and bellowing rhetoric about the apartment and couch, the landlady emailed me the other day and was "pleased with the appearance of the apartment, especially compared to the last time I saw it" and got an estimate for $350 to fix/recover the sofa. We had a guy come give an estimate at $300 last month before we moved out.
Sure it should have been "wear and tear", the key word being tear, but we aren't really in any position to argue about it. There's no laws down here keeping landlords from being total douchebags and small-claims court exists but takes forever.. in the meantime she's holding on to the deposit.
The next paragraph she wrote "I don't want to be the typical mean x-landlady, so if you want to meet up later this week, we can exchange keys for the remainder of the deposit".
WTF? Who are you and what did you do with the landlord who I was dealing with last month?! I had already made a decision in my head when I got back from Miami last week that if she wanted to charge us more than $400, then I was going straight to the courthouse to open a case in small claims court. Since this was under it, I wrote her back right away saying sure that's fine, let's get it done (and put it all behind us).
I'm hoping to meet up with her today and do that, then pop by the water company and pay last month's bill and have my name taken off her account and put on to the new account and then we're done.
Even John was shocked when I told him about it that night... "just do it, man let's put it behind us!" which made me laugh because that was exactly my thought.

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Monday, 11 February 2008

After dogging it for the last ten days and not running, I busted into Week 6 tonight with two laps around Snug harbor for a grand total (including extended walking cool down because I misjudged the length of the street) of 3.2 miles.

I came home, stretched out, relaxed for a few minutes and then hopped in the shower to prep for a shave... it's been two days. I brought back some double edged  (DE) razors from Miami to give it a try. I used it Saturday evening after reading a few forum posts around about how to (and how not to) do it. Above all, they all urged restraint. Do two passes, from north to south for two weeks to give your skin some time to adjust to the difference. Saturday night went ok. A few hours after shaving I felt a slight irritation around my collar, but that was it. Frankly I was expecting it, since that area gets pretty tender after a shave at the barber with a straight razor. I left it yesterday and this morning and planned to do it tonight when I wasn't rushed.

I have this little bump on my lip, just under my nose on the right side of my face. Not sure what it is, a mole or something, maybe a wart, I don't know, but it's been there for a few years. I sliced it right off tonight.

It didn't hurt, didn't sting, but I knew I had done something wrong. The angle was wrong, and it's kind of a tricky area there under the nose, but by the time I realized what I had done, it was too late... BA-WOOSH. Blood everywhere. Blood is really really red... especially when it's running through pure white shave foam on your face and dripping down into the sink and landing on top of more bits and bobs of white shave foam. Ay carumba. In my haste to finish quickly and take care of the cut, I did the ultimate wrong thing: I used more pressure than just the weight of the razor. I can feel my cheeks and neck tingling now, and it's going to turn to burning by the time I finish posting this and get back in there for some aloe or something. :)

Fortunately I had a little tube of Proraso something or other that I couldn't read and correctly assumed was some kind of styptic gel. DAMN does that stuff work and work quick! I think I better keep it handy for Wednesday night!

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Saturday, 26 January 2008
The light at the end of the tunnel may very well be an oncoming train. I've been back from Vancouver for about 10 days now and haven't had time to stop and breathe.
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Wednesday, 31 October 2007

As bad as I look with facial hair, I'm going to participate in Movember this year.

I'm also cheating a little bit. I have yesterday and today's growth of hair already, because it would take me all of Movember to grow a molester moustache of peach fuzz as it is. I got enough ribbing for taking 3 weeks to grow a noticeable beard after Hurricane Ivan.

There's a Facebook group for Movember in Cayman, and there's a kickoff party tomorrow night at Calico Jack's. If you don't know what Movember is all about, consider yourself pageslapped.

Oh yes, I'm still running. I'm into week three now and going strong. MOre to come on that soon... I promise. :)

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Sunday, 26 August 2007

And I mean that in a good way!

Last week I tried to write an email in Italian. I had to use Google Translate to help out as a bit of a phrasebook, but I think I got the idea across without too much ambiguity. If you type a whole sentence into it, you get some weird things back that just don't make any sense, but by doing phrases and little snippets and making up the sentences myself as correct as I remember how to, I think it came across OK. I got this response back from my Super Dave Osborne/Evel Knievel cousin Massimo:

"sei stato molto fortunato nell'incidente ma noi Faccin siamo dei duri,mai paura!!!!"

This translates roughly to "you were very lucky in the accident, but us Faccins are hard as nails and afraid of nothing!!!!" This ties in nicely to what I said in a post a couple weeks ago:

"I've heard a few "you're not invincible, you know." To those naysayers, I say this: "I was hit by a car at about 25-30mph while I was doing 20-25mph and more or less walked away from it. I FUCKING AM invincible! Aside from the cuts and scrapes, bumps and bruises, shock and road rash, I didn't have one broken bone, not one fracture. Jesus H Christ, my bones might even be made out of Adamantium for all I know! I'm just waiting for someone to really get under my skin and see if blades pop out of my knuckles! I've already got the sideburns for it!"

Carrying on this tradition, is my cousin Antonio, who's pulling off his best Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson impression:

antonio 

If this picture doesn't look like it belongs in the dictionary under attitude, then I don't know what. Following along in the footsteps of daredevils like my dad (motorcycle accident scars on his left arm and leg), my cousin Massimo (multiple motorcycle accidents and a spectacular Ferrari crash), my cousin Francesco's car accident, my little brother Tony's escapades and my own multiple road rash scars and permanent bumps, I'm sure Antonio will be leaving his mark on the world soon enough. To get the next gen going, I just found out that I'm going to be an uncle this December to a little boy, tentatively named Anthony, who I'm sure will be an ass-kicker and name-taker as well if his father is any indication. :)

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Wednesday, 08 August 2007

Back in the day, right after these Bud commercials came out, before YouTube when you had to go looking all over the place trying to find videos to show your friends when you're drinking we came across this magic little gem. There were all kinds of different versions that people did, I think there's an Office Space wazzzup video, too. It's funny how a beer commercial of all things can be so timeless... up until last week when he had to leave, Zac, Matty, John and I would see the caller-id and answer with Wazzzzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup to each other, because we all spent so much time laughing together watching this over and over again back in the days of The Ranch. The best part is that they have Wonder Woman doing the voice of "dookie" with the lowest voice :)

The irony? None of us drink Bud or Bud Light and the ad didn't make us change our minds.

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Monday, 16 July 2007

OK so I should be in week three now, it didn't happen. I originally intended to do week one twice and that didn't really happen. Last Monday was a holiday and I went for a 2-tank dive on the north wall midday, so I didn't want to go running right away after that, plus I was tired. Diving didn't seem so hard a few years ago when I did it every day! Wednesday I did go for a week one run, and then Friday I worked late... into early Saturday actually, so I missed that one. Saturday I put in another 11 hours at work and Sunday another 9.5. Suddenly it was Monday again and after putting in another ten hour day, I was riding home wondering what I was going to do that night.

I got home and went for a run! Week 1, run #5. I felt good. My knees hurt with each step for the first interval or two but then I warmed up and I must have picked up my stride because I finished the cool-down period in the carpark in front of my apartment, rather than around the corner! I missed last night because I... wait for it... worked late again. I worked late again tonight but I vowed to leave before it got dark. I came home, stripped off the work clothes and got right into my running shorts and a t-shirt, and hit the road.

I was sitting at the bar at Legendz Saturday night after going for another week one run and showing James and John where it hurt when I was running, and they both said "shin splints" almost simultaneously. I'd heard of them before, but didn't really know what they were. I asked James how you get them and he said "well it could be from your shoes..." and John started laughing. John's come home and seen me with the gorilla glue out gluing my shoes back together. The soles are literally falling off them, one piece at a time and I've been gluing them back on. The right shoe I can actually feel a lump behind the baby toe where there's too much glue, so I said "Do you think that might have something to do with it?" and they were both like "uhm,,, yEAH?" so so much for those shoes. They still look pretty new, even though they're six years old because I never ever wore them except if I was going to the gym or going for a walk or run on one of the other many times I've started too hard and given up.

Tonight I worked late (surprise), tomorrow night is the big Ex-Soto's boys fond-farewell and Kevorkian Burger chow-down at Durty Reid's before they close and the building is knocked down, Wednesday Zac's playing at Bed and then Thursday I'm out of the loop as well, so I might as well just wait until I get a new pair of shoes and then start over again at the beginning.

At least I got a little intro to it this time around and I know I can do it and progress at least to week two next time. :)

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Friday, 06 July 2007
I think I've actually used this post title before...

My last roomie MJ gave birth to a little girl last night (what, you were expecting a turtle or a puppy?) named Oceane who weighed in at 7lbs and 1oz at the George Town hospital! Congrats to Robert & MJ!

Which leads me to the next thought: G & Darlene have two little girls, Matty & Jules had a little girl, Jim & Julie had a little girl, Mike & Melissa had a little girl, My co-worker Everton and his wife had a little girl, Nadine who I know from back home has two little girls... ARE MEN BECOMING OUTNUMBERED OR WHAT?? is there something in the water causing everyone to have little girls? I already know that karma has little girls in store for me when I get around to it, but holy cow... I better get on the prilosec now, so that by the time all my friends' girls and my future girls become teenagers I'm prepared for the stress of it...

Either that or start honing my target-knife-throwing skills. :)

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Sunday, 01 July 2007
I'm SURE that this wasn't going through their heads when they decided to pull a prank on a friend's car in the long-term parking lot at the airport, but it's what happened as told to me by someone who talked to the perps last night:
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Tuesday, 13 February 2007

That means that it's only four weeks until the men's mirror image of Valentine's day: Steak and BJ Day. I link there every year and this year is no different. I'm doing my part to help spread the word and bring it's existence to the knowledge of Hallmark and others. DO your part to spread the word! On March 14th, cook your man a steak and give him a BJ!

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Tuesday, 23 January 2007
I bookmarked this weeks ago, but didn't get a chance to watch it until tonight. I have tears in my eyes I was laughing so hard at a few bits and pieces of it. It's pretty long for an embedded video clip, but I guess when you have so much material it's easy to keep going... and going... and going. Click on the Read More link below to see the Battlestar Galactica Season 3 blooper/gag reel.
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Wednesday, 10 January 2007

When men get sick, they revert back to babies. I'm here to tell you that when I get sick, I'm the KING of the babies.

I'm sick. I'm cranky. I have that balloon-head feeling and it sucks. At least my nose has stopped running now, it was like a chinese water torture (or is that waterboarding now?) all day. I left work at 2, but brought some work home with me because we're under a deadline. It's still sitting at the end of my bed where I put it when I walked in the door. I should be able to get back to work tomorrow, depending how the early morning goes. I may work from here for an hour or two and have some tea and get over the worst of it and then go in mid-morning. We'll see what happens though.

Once again, where all others failed, Cold-FX made a difference. I'm going to take the second big dose tonight before bed and then start tomorrow with the medium dose and see if it kills it off by the end of Friday like last time.

UPDATE: Holy sheetrock, that Cold-FX kicks ass. I felt a bit assy this morning and was late getting to work, but by 10:00 when the next dose of Cold-FX kicked in, I was right as rain. I can still tell I'm sick, but I'm symptom free and functioning around 90% at work.




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Monday, 01 January 2007

The Rockstar days are over. It's been a good run, and we've had some great laughs here, but it's time to move on. The couple who owns the apartment that MJ and I live in have put it up for sale and we have to move out at the end of January.

The timing is pretty good, actually. MJ is moving in with her new fiancee (congratulations) while they finish building their house down in South Sound. Timing wasn't AS good for me, but not really worse than any other time. We've known for a few weeks, but I haven't started ACTIVELY looking for a new apartment til today, Jan 1st. Most listings in the paper were for January, and it gets dicey when you don't move in til the following month.

Griswold Sunday Family Fundays will be put on hold for awhile and we'll see if we pick them up again at public beach rather then the nice stretch of beach in front of my apartment. Traffic really isn't an issue for me whichever way I move because I have my Vespa to get around traffic, and the new bypass extension is open all the way up to the old Indies Suites now. What I'm going to miss most, aside from the really nice apartment and the best stretch of beach on Seven Mile Beach right outside is being able to walk across the street to Legendz or Sunshine Grill, or even a bit further of a walk down to The Strand where Foster's Food Fair, Canton and Paperman's Coffee House are located.

The good news about having to move is that it'll be less of a financial burden. The rent here is pretty sky-high and it will be nice to actually have some money left over at the end of the month without having to stretch the last hundred bucks for a week or longer. If I can find a place back in the divemaster range of rent, then I'll be back to living like a king again, just not in a castle :)

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Wednesday, 13 December 2006

Might as well just crawl back into bed and pull the covers over your head.

Oh neat... Windows Live Writer embedded a watermark on the bottom of the image (the things you learn when you arent paying attention) overtop of the original watermark.

This image came from ImageChef.com and their whole raison d'être is stock photos that you can put your own text on. I can see them coming in handy in the future... :)

UPDATE! Holy cow, I should have taken my own advice! My laptop crashed twice this morning before I left for work, I busted a shoelace tying up my shoes, and then the cup holder on my Vespa decided to let go of one side sending a grande latte flying all over my left leg and scooter running boards. I was already late for work, so now I'm sitting here with a coffee-stained and smelling pant leg that's probably not going to come out in the wash. I should have stayed in bed with the covers pulled over my head. :p

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Tuesday, 12 December 2006

If you only ever read my posts via RSS, and never actually come by the website, you wouldn't have noticed that I updated the navigation links over on the right. I updated the blogroll section as well. It's not my entire blogroll, that's about 125 feeds that I read through Newsgator Online and would overwhelm the template on this page. If you're interested in what I read, you can see it here.

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Friday, 10 November 2006

Had a little outage there, not sure what happened, but web and email servers were offline for about a day and a half. Murphy says that this only ever happens when Rich is out of town, and he's over at TechEd in Spain this week.

If you sent me an email in the past couple days and it bounced, re-send it.

 

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Thursday, 26 October 2006

Not that i'm complaining about it, but here goes: last week I saw a headline for an article in the new York Times (I think). It was while I was going through some RSS feeds and I clicked it to see what it was all about. It was all about how women tend to be less inhibited at Hallowe'en, that one night a year when they could "not be themselves" and convince themselves that they werent REALLY like that, it was JUSt Halowe'en. (down here in Cayman, the girls on vacation call it "Friday"... or Monday, or Tuesday, or Wednesday, Thursday and sometimes Saturday or Sunday). The article (seemed to be complaining?) that women's costumes had gone from Wonder Woman to Wonder Bra. Like that's a bad thing...

Then I see this video this morning and thought it was pretty funny... When he got to the "Sexy Pharmacist!" costume, I busted a gut laughing (as those of you who were here in Cayman a few years back will remember Halowe'en block parties at the Seaview, Sunset and Blue Parrot) and had to share it.

 


http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1715915

This year, there's a resurgence of the "Block Party" mentality at Rackham's and Hammerheads. There's a big costume party at Beach Club as well, and Z99 is having a Rocky Horror Picture Show party at the Hard Rock. Ratskyn is playing at Rackham's, so I'll be there as I'm contractually obligated :) See y'all out and about! (I won't be in costume this year, unless someone has a baggy yellow tracksuit they can lend me this weekend)

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Friday, 13 October 2006

I'm just getting ready to go out, I'm meeting Johnny Rotten & the gang up at Calico Jack's. There's a band playing tonight, I'm not sure which one, I think it might be the "new" one, Smooth Bill Annie. They're pretty good, so it should be a good night.

My Packet8 phone rang just as I was getting dressed. I checked the caller-ID first, because usually when people call that number, it's a long phone call. The Caller ID says PCS Phone FL and was a 727 number, which is St Petersburg. Who the hell could that be? It might be someone that I used to work with, when we had a reservations office in St Pete, so I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Junebug?" (thick Latino accent)

"Who? (snicker) I think you have the wrong number."

"Junebug's not there?"

(Trying not to laugh) "No, there's no Junebug here. Maybe in the summer. I'm pretty sure you have the wrong number."

"Oh, hokay, mang. bye."

SO, I guess somewhere in Tampa (my Packet8 phone number is a Tampa 813 area code) there's a drug dealer named Junebug who's phone number is probably one-off from mine.

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Tuesday, 26 September 2006

Last April I watched all of season one of Lost over the Easter long weekend. I jumped right from season one to recorded episodes of season two. I got sucked in, big time.

After I started watching and became "in the know" of some of the various entities within the show, I started seeing and hearing references to a bunch of them in real life, having real/fake websites and actual books, commercials for the fictional companies on ABC, appearances on TV shows like Jimmy Kimmel's show, and that sort of thing.

I wrote about it at the time that like in A Christmas Story when Ralphie spends three months forcing himself to drink Ovaltine every morning to save up the Proof of Purchase labels so he could get a Little Orphan Annie Secret Decoder Ring. When it finally arrives and he decodes the secret message they read out at the end of the episode, it turns out to be an ad for Ovaltine, and the poor little guy is crushed.

I posited that The Lost Experience was going to be the exact same thing: one giant suck-in for their advertisers. I was right, of course and the big "winners" were Verizon, Sprite, Jeep and Monster.com. I saw a link to a TV blog this morning on Digg that spelled out the game in recap format and goes on to say "It could be argued that the word "sprite" was used more in the aggregate of game dialogue then the word "Dharma".

So there you go. People playing the "game" spent hundreds of hours on it, only to have a crappy ending that smacked of leaving the door open to a sequel, and the advertisers got hundreds of hours (per person, so that's gotta be a couple million hours in aggregate) of product placement.

Tuesday, 26 September 2006 09:45:29 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Links | Misc#
Wednesday, 16 August 2006
hms: Then 5 days ago.... (relax im fine) [Spidey Sense is REALY tingling now...] hms: I get shot twice! [OH is THAT ALL?]
Wednesday, 16 August 2006 19:50:27 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc | Travel#
Wednesday, 09 August 2006

I was out late last night, on a school night no less. I was attending a work/social function and didn't get home til about midnight. Once I got there, I drained the Brita pitcher, took two Tylenol (pre-emptive strike) and then layed down on the bed, keeping one foot on the floor to keep it from spinning.

It was in that state when the phone rang right around one o'clock in the morning. WHO THE HELL WAS CALLING ME AT 1AM??? I dragged my ass out of bed, stumbled to the phone and looked: a 604 number, so it was someone from back home. I vaguely recognized the number as one of my brothers' cell phone so I answered it a bit gruffly as I headed back to bed. I was steeling myself somewhat, because the only time someone calls that late at night it's either bad news or a booty call.

Fortunately it was good news for a change. My little baby brother is having a baby of his own, and he and my middle brother were celebrating and decided to call me, forgetting that I'm on a different time zone. So I'm going to be an uncle. The next question is how old does a baby have to be before I can give it some mountain dew and hand him/her back off to the parents just before bedtime and go home? :)

I haven't spoken to my parents yet, but I imagine they're pretty chuffed about the whole idea of grandkids, especially after playing surrogate grandparents to JoJo, their "grand-dog" for the last year or two.. heh heh.

Wednesday, 09 August 2006 06:18:46 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Friday, 28 July 2006

Hallmark claims to have a card for every occasion... I dare you to go down to your nearest... whatever... where they sell cards and find one for today's VERY special occasion: Sys Admin Day.

Today is the day to be nice to the geeks at work who un-jam your printer, unplug your power strip from itself, remove your cofee cup from the CD-Rom tray, plug things in, turn things on and in general make sure that you can do what you need to do while you're at work. We also protect you from yourselves more than you probably know.

Two years ago, a special person in the Marketing department brought us a big tub of Gelato from Antica Gelateria here in Cayman. She has a nice shiny laptop now, and her system is never down for long, whenever she happens to call. Last year came and went without fanfare (or ice cream) and it looks like today has, as well.

It's not too late for those of you on Pacific Time, you still have two and a half hours to let your Sys Admin know that you appreciate him (or her). Ice cream helps, too. :)

Friday, 28 July 2006 13:29:01 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Saturday, 22 July 2006
40 minutes later, after crawling back and forth to the toilet a dozen times, I just lay down on the nice cool tiles of the floor. That way the trip back to the toilet would be shorter! Don't you love the way your brain processes logic in times like this?
Saturday, 22 July 2006 11:54:20 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Thursday, 13 July 2006
Fortunately it's not too bad in this case.
Thursday, 13 July 2006 16:12:01 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Misc#
Wednesday, 21 June 2006
While I was scooting to work, I could feel him wriggling around against my back, but then he just stopped, chilled out and enjoyed the ride.
Wednesday, 21 June 2006 07:35:31 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Thursday, 15 June 2006
I was down around 100' and my Stinegr started beeping at me. This time it said I was at 220'. As I turned and made my way back up the wall into shallower water, it came back to 90ish feet. Two minutes later it dropped to 350 feet and started flashing "you should be dead" at me.
Thursday, 15 June 2006 20:15:50 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Misc#
Friday, 26 May 2006
"Be Sure To Drink Your Ovaltine!?" A CRUMMY AD? All that work to get SOLD to? haha dumb kid, that would NEVER happen in THIS day and age, we're too SMART for that...
Friday, 26 May 2006 12:55:15 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Thursday, 20 April 2006
A few weeks ago, my friend Jen was down here in Cayman on vacation. On her last day here, we were sitting on the beach with John (the rest of the Sunday crew showed up later) and Jen took a few pictures before she left. A few days later when she got home and uploaded them to Flickr, I caught a glimpse of my beluga-like self in one of the pictures and nearly had a shit hemorrhage. NOT GOOD. It was so nasty that I put down my fork, grabbed my helmet and went to the gym to renew my membership.
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Saturday, 25 February 2006
Dennis Leary once talked about pot leading to woodworking...
Saturday, 25 February 2006 10:06:52 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Misc#
Wednesday, 15 February 2006

Wouldn't you be if The Hoff himself was singing to you and pumping your spirits up?

OK I don't think this has anything to do with The Turin Olympics, Hockey, national teams or otherwise, but come on, it's David Hasselhof. The guy is synonymous with “big in Germany”.. Michael Knight? Mitch something? who? OH you mean the German Pop Singer!

http://shrinkster.com/c2y

Wednesday, 15 February 2006 09:45:03 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Links | Misc#
Tuesday, 14 February 2006
because it's our turn next month.
Tuesday, 14 February 2006 08:00:06 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Links | Misc#
Thursday, 02 February 2006

I've been living down here on Grand Cayman since the summer of 1998 and I can honestly say I've seen hundreds of sunsets. I even have a keyword/tag called sunsets in Picasa I have so many pictures of them. I've read in all the tourist mags about the “Green Flash” and have looked for it on many, many occasions. I've never seen it before, and put it down to a myth.

I even had a theory about it, and about how people could be mistaken and there eyes playing tricks on them. Here's what you do: look at a lightbulb. Any lightbulb will do. Stare at it for a few seconds, as if you were staring at a sunset... then turn the light out. There it is, a green blob in the shape of the lightbulb, and it's green! When people would ask me about the green flash, I would tell them that some people swear they've seen it, and that I think it's a myth and their eyes playing tricks on them.

Last night, Renee called me up and said there was an IDC/IE party going on at Calico Jack's. IDC/IE parties are fairly legendary. Starting with my own back in 1997 at the Cactus Club on West 10th near UBC, continuing through other ones at the Seaview Hotel when it was open, a few at the Lone Star and even one at the now-closed Treehouse, from which I still have a scar on my leg that will permanently remind me of that one. Basically the IDC is two weeks of long days, a lot of studying, a lot of memorizing PADI Standards and Practices, and prepping for the Instructor Examinations (IE) so when it's finally all said and done, there's a good lot of pressure that needs to be released.

Seeing as how Im now living on the beach just down from Calico Jack's, I decided to walk up there after work, have a drink or three with the new Open Water Instructors, congratulate them and welcome them into the ranks so to speak. Note to self: it's further than it looks! For some reason, I was under the impression that it was just on the other side of the Governor's house, when in fact it's a little further up the beach. It wasn't that far off, and I made it in 20 minutes.

As I was walking up the beach, there was a couple who just got married being video'd and photo'd walking at the water's edge, so I shifted my track up into the sand so I wouldn't get in their shots. A little further along was a large extended family posing for photos in the waning sun as well. As I got up near Calico Jack's, the sun had just started to sink into the horizon. It all happens pretty quick at that point, and I noticed that thre was not a cloud in the sky on the horizon... perfect conditions for a green flash, if they existed.

The sun continued down and just about when the middle of the sun was passing the horizon, a dark blotch appeared: a cloud. Since it was only ten seconds or so away, I stopped and, along with everyone else on the beach looked at the sun. Just as the last few millimeters of sunlight was visible above the horizon, there it was... the whole surface of the sun that was still visible glowed emerald green! It wasn't really a dark green, more of a lighter emeraldy-jade color, and the green sort of undulated and varied in it's intensity. Before my jaw could drop open, just like Kaiser Soze, (blow) it was gone.

I carried on up to Calico Jack's, and Zac and John were there too, so I sat and had a beverage with them, and then walked back along the beach in the moonlight (what little sliver of moon there was) to my new apt. I came upstairs, nuked some turkey soup and grabbed a couple slices of cold pizza and sat outside on the balcony. Another band was playing on the beach at the Ritz-Carlton again, so I put my feet up and enjoyed the warm breeze, moon over the water and the live music rolling across the beach to me.

This was the lifestyle I always thought I would have living down here, before actually getting here and having the cold, hard backhand of reality slap me in the face. It took me nearly eight years, but now, I've made it.

Thursday, 02 February 2006 16:47:18 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Misc#
Tuesday, 31 January 2006

So today's the big day... The Navigator of the Seas floats in to port and 3000 or so patrons will sashay down the the gangplank and set off for a lovely day of sightseeing, playing with stingrays, watching the turtles at the new Turtle Farm, snorkelling the barrier reef, drinking beer, fruity umbrella drinks, shopping in the duty free stores, taking pictures with Big Black Dick the pirate and leaving again late this afternoon taking with them a day of wonderful memories and a few gigabyts of digital photos.

SO what's the big deal then? Why does this particular boat get more attention than any of the other hundred or so ships that come into port here each month? Get this... it's because it's a Gay & Lesbian charter!

NO! SAY IT AINT SO! NOT IN CAYMAN! Isn't that the country who turned away a ship full of 'em back in 1998? Yup. Same place. There was another one that was supposed to dock here last year January, but the numbers weren't high enough and the charter fell through, so Cayman was “spared” having to go through it again. Not that it stopped the usual suspects from writing letters to the editors of the two local papers and sparking a shitstorm of debate for a week or two, until it was forgotten and they moved on to something else to complain about.

In 2001, the Gov't passed a non-discrimination law, so that when this came around again, there was nothing to stop it. Gays & lesbians are officially welcome in the Cayman Islands. ACTUALLY welcome is another story though. There's been MASSIVE debate and front page headlines for the last week or so, and the radio call-in show(s) have been flooded with calls. A few 21st century, open-minded people in support of it, but mostly people calling in to voice their displeasure about it. There were even a couple letters in Monday's papers saying that they planned to protest with placards and things like that.

With that in mind, I left for work a few minutes early this morning, and planned to scoot downtown and maybe get a picture or two of the protestors to post up here with this story (with their faces blurred out in photoshop, since I doubt anyone would be in a mood to read & sign a standard waiver/release) :) but NO SUCH LUCK! Between 8:00 and 8:30 there was nothing out of the ordinary downtown. No protests, no angry mobs, nothing! There seemed to be more traffic than usual, but that was about it. I'll try again at lunch time and if I get anything, I'll post an update this afternoon.

Tuesday, 31 January 2006 06:10:02 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Misc#
Thursday, 19 January 2006
Stupid Plaxo.
Thursday, 19 January 2006 11:27:17 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Misc#
Monday, 02 January 2006
The latest(final) chapter of my apartment
Monday, 02 January 2006 10:42:38 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Misc#
Tuesday, 22 November 2005
No, not the Elvis movie, and no, not the Motley Crue song either.
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Saturday, 19 November 2005
Jules had another ultrasound today and was able to figure out what it was this time around.
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Saturday, 22 October 2005
been offline most of the day.
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Sunday, 18 September 2005

A few months ago, I was sitting home on a Sunday much like today. I had no plans for the day, which is always nice. The only thing I had to do was a bunch of laundry and iron my clothes for work on Monday. I went downstairs and put a load on and went back upstairs and was messing about online.

After an hour or so, I decided to go downstairs and move my laundry into the dryer and put the next load on, and from the top of the stairs, I knew there was a problem. We ended up with 2” of water on the floor because the washing machine did not shut off and overflowed, and overflowed and overflowed. I called the landlord and they said they would send someone out on Monday to fix the washer. That still left me with a lot of water to push out, and mop up and clean up.

Since then, I haven't really trusted the washer, and would sort of babysit it to make sure it didn't happen again. My vigilance paid off last week as it did it again. This time I caught it before it escaped beyond Seb's bathroom. I mopped it all up and called the landlord who sent someone out to fix it the next day or so. I called them on Friday to see if it was safe to use the washer again and they said yes it was fixed.

Because my trust was waning, I stood there and watched it fill up with water. When it got to the top of the tub and hadn't started yet, I shut it off. I called them back again and they said “oh, well it's Saturday, we'll send someone over on Monday” and I said “No.” She called back about 10 minutes later and asked if someone would be home this afternoon, as she found someone to come out and take a look. I said I would wait here for someone to show up, and they showed at about 3:15.He found a nick in the hose that controls the water level, which the previous two guys must not have found.

Talk about making a control overly complex. Instead of a simple float switch, like in a toilet, this washing machine has a tube that connects from the bottom of the tub all the way up to the water level/load size control panel. As water fills up in the tub, it forces water into the tube, compressing the air that's in there. The water level sensor shuts off the water based upon the increased pressure in the tube. Turn the knob to 'large load' and it takes a higher pressure to shut off the water. The only problem was that this tiny pinhole in the hose was bleeding pressure and therefore there was never enough pressure in the hose to tell the water level sensor to shut off (unless the water level in the whole apartment raised 4 feet or so and the pressure sensor itself was under water, but thankfully it never came to that). After some duct tape and some testing, we came to the conclusion that the washer would work properly if set to medium or small loads temporarily and he would get a new hose on Monday and come and install it then.

The third strike was actually at work. I'm on call this weekend and got a call about a web application not working properly. I rebooted the web server, and since it was notorious for taking a long time to shut down and start up, I left it for awhile. 30 minutes later it was still unresponsive, so I deciced to head into town and check out the console, knowing full well that Murphy's Law states that by the time you get there, it would have fixed itself. As I pulled up to the building, I remember hoping to myself that someone was already there and I wouldn't have to deal with the alarm system. My hopes fell on deaf ears as the parking lot was abandoned when I pulled in. I unlocked the door and pulled it open... and was confronted by a scene from Waterworld. My jaw hit the floor (splash) and then I remembered the alarm, so I ran, splashing, through the office and disarmed the alarm, and then followed the sound of running water to the men's bathroom and an overflowing toilet. I turned it off at the valve and stopped the water, but by now there was a good 2” of water on the floor throughout the office. ¡Ay Carumba! I made a few phone calls to alert management and meanwhile set about trying to rescue as many PCs as I could that were sitting on the floor... with the power still on. I used a pencil to flip off power strips and unplugged the CPUs and put them up on tables and tucked up the cables to prevent them from sitting in the water while it was cleaned up.

SO hopefully now that it's happened to me (or at least I've discovered the floods three times) that I wont have to deal with it again for a long, long time.

We now rejoin our regularly scheduled Sunday already in progress.

Sunday, 18 September 2005 15:16:34 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Cayman | Misc#
Saturday, 27 August 2005
Video clip of a failed convoy ambush
Saturday, 27 August 2005 09:04:46 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc | Travel#
Friday, 26 August 2005

2004-12-25 XmasInVancouver 029
Originally uploaded by DocJelly.
WTF was I thinking??? It was cold, it was christmas last year, and it was Kelly's (right) birthday. We all congregated at the 8-Ball Cafe for beverages on Christmas Eve.
WTF #1: facial hair. OK, well I had an EXCUSE last september for not shaving for two months, there was no electricity or water. This was December.
WTF #2: that hat. Kelly got those hats for her bday (Dina(center) is wearing the other one) and they came with hatkeepers... clear plastic things to set the hat on to keep it in shape. I was wearing the clear plastic thing on my head, well, because I had a few Jager shots. Unbeknownst to me, someone slipped a furry Kangol hat on top of it and I didn't realize it til I saw the pics the next day.
WTF #3 WhAT was I doing with the Ali G "Westside" hand gestures??
Friday, 26 August 2005 14:52:04 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Misc#
Monday, 30 May 2005

“Happiness is running through a field of boobies.... and tripping”

Cheers to JR.

Monday, 30 May 2005 06:13:51 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
Friday, 13 May 2005

How exactly does one erase their debt the Christian way? is it any different from, say the Confucianist way or the Buddhist way? Is getting out of debt any different for Jewish people or agnostics?

How about the church of DontBeSoSpendyAndGetYourselfInDebtForStupidShitInTheFirstPlace?

 

Friday, 13 May 2005 12:35:37 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Misc#
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