Things and stuff

On our answering machine
"Listen, your message still sucks. I'm at Kenny - it rocks! You're missing out. Last time ever, he's so old he's going to die soon. And your missing out! It's so good! See ya!" (Jon Belanger, July 10, 2005 around midnight while at a Kenny Rogers show)

The subsequent message features Jon singing at full volume to 'The Gambler' while at said Kenny Rogers show. Most of you won't know what that would sound like. Some of you will know (Jon would say you are blessed while others may have a different word to describe it) and, if you're Mike, you'll laugh really hard just thinking about it. The great thing about Jon's singing is that it works really well in a group (if the group is hundreds large) because he is having a good time and belts it out. In the case of 'The Gambler', one of his favourite songs, Jon sings the echo (which is actually sung only once in the song) during EVERY CHORUS. It rules.

It's a sad day in the blogging world. Dave Blondel, the man who had sideburns that once rivalled the greatest gunslingers in the Old West, has packed it in. No more blondel life for us to devour and dissect. And that means I'll have to actually talk to him on the phone to find out about his life. Like tonight, for instance. We chatted, caught up a bit, until his dog started farting and Dave had to go. I understand... No one likes farting dogs.

Oh, and about that picture of Old Man Blonsi... That is him beside his lovely wife, Melody, though it was before they were married. And who is that crazy man in a suit and microphone in behind them? Yes, that is Tony Campolo. Holding a microphone. In a parking lot.

Speaking of phone calls, I was the lucky recipient of another one yesterday from one Bill Power. He's a killer dude. I wish I talked to him more, I wish I could hang out with him more. His girlfriend? She's the shizzle, ma nizzle. Both awesome people. Good luck to Bill on his foray into new employment opportunities. Wildwood will miss you, I'm sure. And I know you'll miss it. WATCH THE TRAM CAR, PLEASE!

Today was schedule day, which means my team gets new cases, which means we worry and fret all day about what crap we might encounter. I had a good one involving two eighteen-year-old parents who didn't bother to learn a lick about parenting before the child was born yesterday. Not good planning. I don't care if you're 18 or 34, read a book or two. Fortunately, they have some family support so it should go well. Got two other families to visit Friday and Monday. Whoopee!

We were also blessed at work with contact from the outside world, being Chantal and Jenn. Chantal e-mailed us from school and Jenn e-mailed us from her new job. They are missed immensely. Oh, and so they don't feel left out, I will make special mention that we miss Lucci and Schulenberg a lot too. Rick? Naww, he can spend a few more weeks in Halifax before we think of that guy.



Did I mention that my softball team won the championship? I don't think I did. We, the Juggernauts, put on a clinic this year. I missed quite a few games, though the team did not miss me at all. They're some awesome people and great players. It's fun to be with people who have a good time and have some skill but don't let their drive to win overrun their desire to enjoy the game. Oh, well, sometimes Johnny P. can get a little wound up. And Mark's been known to let some expletives spill. Other than that, we had a great time. Congratulations to my friends on their good showing! And congrats to the new married folk too.

All you suckers (i.e., Mike) who don't live in Stoney Creek are going to miss out again. September 28th AND 29th have the lovely and talented Rosie Thomas performing in Toronto. Yeah, good luck on that kind of talent showing up in Halifax, Asshat! You can download a new track from her album, If Songs Could Be Held, called Pretty Dress. Todd and Melanie and I will have a lovely time, thank you.

It's off to bed again, my friends. Gotta wake up early and ride the exercise bike so I lose some of these love handles. Sorry, Dave, but I have to get rid of them. Peace out.