So another week has past us by and the Olympics are almost done. There are good points and bad points to these games. The tough part is being able to partake in them while still maintaining a sense of sanity. I would love to go downtown and visit the Canadian Mint House and see the medals and the 3.5 million dollar coin and the rest of the stuff but I just can't see myself waiting in line for the amount of time they are saying people are waiting. Upwards of 3 to 5 hours at times. Since the house is expected to close up right after the games are done, this weekend will be even busier. So a wait time of how long? I think I have something else to do with my day besides standing in line. Then there is the Da Vinci collection. How neat would it be to see documents that are 500 years old, written by the man himself, from the private collection of the Queen. These things just don't make their way to our town too often. In fact, these things don't make their way anywhere too often. So another line-up is to be expected for this one as well. The only thing that makes this one not all that bad is it will be around a little longer after the Olympics. Its just that its free during the Olympics and you have to pay admission later. That sucks. More line-ups are to be had at probably every single place this weekend as people do whatever they can to take it all in before the games end and the places leave.

But Hey, what about the Paralympics that follow. Are the houses not staying open for them? Do they not rate important enough for them to stay open? The Paralympics have athletes who have worked just as hard as the Olympic Athletes, in some cases harder due to their limitations. They should be given the same deal, the same festivities, the same parties and the same respect as everyone else.

Oh well, that's my two cents worth and you can take it to the bank.

Okay it has been awhile since my last rambling. I know I said I would write more but some things just have a way of falling off the radar once in awhile. Some things fall really far and take awhile to find and bring back. This would be one of those things that fell so far it eventually circled around and landed right back in my lap. A bit beat-up and ragged but by all accounts not that much worse for wear.

This all comes from watching the fire. The fire is pure. The fire is unpredictable. The fire is our friend and also our enemy. We are to trust it and in the same breath never take it for granted. Leave it unguarded and it could strike out and destroy everything close and dear to us. It dances and amuses us, warms us. Its roots, the embers beckon us to touch their rosy glow. Colours ebb in and out of its rhythmic motion. Constantly moving, eating at the very fuel it needs to survive. Snapshot taken, it hypnotises our gaze, studying the curves of the flame, the point of its reach.

There it is, the muse of the flame. Caught in a millisecond of time. She is quick but we found her in all her glory. Dancing away, leading her coloured minions above the hot embers. Soon she will slip away into our dreams or nightmares, to return another day.

Another Day.

Whoa...Time flies

Where did the time fly. I just noticed that it has been just over two years since I first wrote something on this blog space. Now mind you I haven't been writing as much as I should, it has been fun nevertheless.

Hopefully this will change. I will make room in my daily schedule to think about writing something. I will then reflect upon this and take the next step by sitting my butt down in front of the computer. Now that 2 steps are down the third step should be approached. The actual writing, but what to write.
Do I make it witty or profound? Do I make it reflect the growing I am doing internally or just make up some random bullsh_t and hope it comes across witty or profound? Do I reflect on the present political climate and the intrastucture of society as we know it today, or the ongoing economical struggle within the structure of the working man? These are all valid points to bring up.

So I pledge this to you, I will write more. Be it total crap and a waste of the thousands if not millions of electrons that are needed to present this on the monitor, or it will be so uplifting and entertaining that .... oh who am I kidding. I'll just write whatever and see where the crap falls.

Where did the weekend come from...

A hush came over the crowd as they made their way slowly to the large obelisk looking thing protruding from the ground. It was only yesterday that the street was clear of debris and now this morning this thing had appeared. It's origin was unknown but many speculated on a theory that was bouncing around. They had been working for many days now without a rest and as they made their way to start a five straight day of work it had arrived. A few braver souls had edged out closer then the rest.
For some uncertain reason it had a calming effect on them, a sort of lifting of one's spirits as they drew closer. At a distance it was vaguely indiscreet, but as one got closer it was full of amazement and wonder. They all stood around it, looking, wondering what to do. A decision came from the crowd. At the end of the day, they would take the next two days to study this calming thing. They would spend the next two days not working but taking time to embrace this new thing that seemed to lift their spirits. For they were weak and it was decided that they no longer wanted to be weak.
Thus it was born a way to end their weakness. If after the two days were over they still had not figured out this thing or had discovered it's unknown properties, they would work for another 5 days and then spend another two days researching it again. And this was called "The way we make the weakness end".
Which was later changed to weak endness and finally to weakend and then weekend as we know today.

And that's how we come about having a weekend and enjoying it so much.

It's been awhile but we still roll along.

So we've come upon another Thursday. So we can safely say the tough part of the week is done and we can slide on down to the weekend, right ?????? It's never an easy slide anymore. So much to do, so many responsibilities now. Sometimes I sure wish for the good ol' days of going to school and playing afterwards. Let someone else worry about the bills and how to pay them. As a concerned youngster I knew it was our job just to ask for everything and of course we always thought money grew on trees. Which I may add as I grew older is not the case. Funny how some things reveal themselves as you add on the years. No money on trees, that hourly pay you get is reduced by a government contribution, and no Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy or Santa Claus. Whoops did I say too much there. Didn't mean to scare you about the government thingy. Now if I can just find one of those money trees, I'm sure the shade under it would be a nice place to relax.

You gotta love a good viking movie, unfortunately the latest one, Pathfinder, just tanked at the box office. Didn't read the reviews but the trailers painted a slow moving, GQ starring, MTV looking movie. Maybe it might play better on DVD but I don't think so.

I remember these days, at least at my local McDonalds while growing up. The only place that had a sort of drive through was A & W and that was way out in Richmond. It was more like White Spot where you would drive up and stop, turn on the head lights and wait for the person to come and take your order. You would then wait for them to bring it out, then you would eat and leave. This was many years ago, when I was just a young lad.