Trapped in a Box

Sometimes it’s hard to recognize when you have worn out your welcome.

You look back in protest and say 'but I was popular, before when...' and then make a vague reference to some brief moment from the distant past.

A fleeting and short moment, but you hang on to it like some flea-bitten old dog hangs on to a bone.  Refusing to acknowledge that it really is time to go.

But for the rest of us, we know.  We possess the clarity which the other lacks.

Crazy Talk

The last long weekend here was Good Friday & then Easter Sunday, usually a rather enjoyable holiday for me - however this year, definitely not so much.

Friday began OK and it was indeed 'Good Friday', a good Friday for drinking that is!  It had been quite awhile since I had gotten together with my friends as we all seem to be so busy lately with conflicting schedules.

We met up at the pub late Friday afternoon to indulge in a 'couple of beverages' and catch up on all of the news in one another’s lives......
 

Paint It, Black

 Having absolutely no food in the house and way too lazy (& also a bit hung-over) to bother going grocery shopping, I figured the best alternative would be to head over to my folks place and 'drop in' for lunch there.

I mean, it was Sunday & I usually go there for dinner anyway, the only difference today is that I'll just arrive a few hours early. No big deal......

All Those Years Ago

   

                                                       

 When you are being lazy and not updating or providing new content, it is time to recycle.

The TV Networks do this all the time. In fact they shamelessly even go further and promote this by saying "If you haven't seen it, it's new to you."

    

        

          

Merry Christmas Everyone



With the festive season fast approaching, I thought I would take a moment & share a rather 'heart-warming' Christmas story which is going on over at my parents place.

A few months ago one of my fathers oldest and dearest friends, Alistair, had mailed my Dad a parcel from his home in Aberdeen, Scotland to here in Canada.

  

   

    

          

I'm Only Sleeping

 

Blah, Blah, Blah, Cash Flow, Blah, Blah, Deposit Account vs. Chequing Account, Blah, Blah.....

I found myself in the unfortunate position of sitting in my accountants office as he was giving me the annual 'state of the union' address, which I always dread as I can rarely understand any of it.