Welfare is a joke. I've been on it, and it sucks the ass of your daddy. The times that I have been on it in the past were short: a month at the most. I was in between obtaining employment and continuing my education, and for that time, I didn't care in what form I was able to recieve the necessities: check, coupons, work exchange program, whatever. The worst thing about welfare is the stigma that is attached to it. Yes, I was broke. Yes,
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Now I have to see the movie. I wasn't too interested in seeing it before, I'll admit, just because I didn't want to pay full price at the Galaxy and my daughter's too young to take during the matinee hours. I probably won't be as stoned as you were, but I love movies that shake my foundation, and I'll give it a go. The movie that affected me so soundly was 'Trainspotting'; everything seemed to hit right on. At a time in my life when I was partying my ass off, the withdrawal scene
I think, if I ever get the nerve up, you're gonna owe someone some coin! great blog!
I heard a discussion on the radio once, and wonder how much this is true. One man was talking about how he used to have a favorite record store. He visited often, and was allowed to listen to music to test out before purchasing. He said it was a great experience that many never get, nowadays. With the demise of local/small record shops and the introduction of big music warehouses like HMV, etc., there is no opportunity to create an ongoing rel
Ali, close guess, but just a bit off. The bubble bath bottle was taken away from my girl. Placed on the high shelf above the computer and there it sits. That was about a month ago.
It wasn't really an issue when I first started blogging, but now, as I've tenatively branched out a bit from my safe entertainment-only environment, I find myself rewriting sentences quite often. Firstly, after hitting the political discussions, I've strived to find better words to use, and have made the attempt at citing resources (although later abandoning the idea entirely). Next, after getting used to seeing familiar names on the screen and getting used to reading their work, I've fough
Jeremy... gee thanks . I'm sure Radio NickyG will be playing that one soon. wisefawn... that really is, just too sad.
My desk is... messy, cluttered with random objects that I am too lazy to file away in the side drawer to my right. It holds a cellphone (because I have dialup and no one can ever reach me on my landline), marbles, gum, various remote controls, pictures drawn from my child, lots of scrap paper with scribbled notes, candles, a pile of change, printer, discs, a walkie-talkie, a magic eraser, drill bits (because one shelf falls off frequently enough) a New Year's Eve horn, homemade art projects
I have both hated and loved school. The reasons for both, for the most part, depended on whether I liked or disliked my professors. The ones I didn't care for, were the ones who didn't give a shit about me. I guess, for a teacher with many students, it might seem like a difficult challenge, but I don't know about that. I have been taught by many busy, hard-working professors. My favorite, was a man who taught at 3 different Universities, logged unknown but high hours of road travel, let al
I agree as well. It doesn't harm me; in a lot of cases it inspires me to see people who are together, together in spite of the hate, ignorance and hostility that their very relationship sometimes elicts. And why? Because they love each other? Because a man should only marry a woman? The very view of marriage is religious in nature, for most people. We're not all of the same religion. In my culture, two-spiritness is/can be respected, and honoured. Not everyone is the same, or has the same opini
I have read stories where farmers see strange bright balls of light flash across their fields. These balls of fire, documented numerous times throughout history (even Laura Ingalls Wilder wrote about seeing one in a volume of her Little House on The Prairie stories). Others detail strong winds the evening prior discovering crop circles in nearby fields. The last hypothesis that I recall seeing is that it is related to unexplainable electro-magnetic pat
Sometime ago, there was a call for proposals and I happened to submit one. A theatre group was offering money to those who were interested in mounting a play. After some thought, I wrote a brief synopsis of what I wanted to write about, did a bit of a background outline detailing my experience in the field of playwriting, acting, and interest, and several weeks later I got a positive response. The money was given, I had some contacts for actors, and various crew members, and continued writin
Personally, I don't believe that spanking as a form of punishment, does much good. The first time I did it, I bawled my ass off. (Mind you, she was in the midst of trying to stick a fork in an electrical socket.) I hit her because I was scared, and wanted her to know, without any question, that it was a bad thing to do. She's never attempted it again, but man, what a thing to teach a kid. Hurting her so she wouldn't hurt herself. I think, the worst
I pick the third option, only because, in my household, I'm not too offended about bare breasts. I try to limit what she she's but it's not just the nudity, that I'm concerned about but what exactly the context is concerning the nudity. I see what you are getting at, but come on, 'millions of children were watching it?' Let's face it, if there were kids hooked on the half time show, they knew what they were getting. MuchMusic (Canada's MTV) shows far w
Was considering kicking the coffee-habit, but you've convinced me to do otherwise!
There is an awful lot of sick puppies out there; I'm pretty surprised of some of the pictures that I've seen and can't believe what some people take the time to pull out the old recording device for. I hope you write your article about Fight Club first. I've just recently seen the movie, and have been in an odd mood ever since. It seriously messed my mental equilibrium, if you know what I mean. And I don't necessarily mean it was a bad thing, either.
Ever wake up with weird songs in your head, songs you haven't heard in decades? It's as if you've just heard it on the radio, clear as day. Lately, in no particular order, I've wakened (awoke? woke? waked? whatever ) to tunes by Simon and Garfunkel, Barry Manilow, The BayCityRollers, and Creedence Clearwater Revival. But, not to say that my unconscious mind is hooked on the '70's, but I've also heard tunes from the 50's, big band era, and even Thomas Dolby's 'She's Blinded Me With
Yeah, I'm really getting into this blogging thing. So much so that in the last week, I signed up for home internet service. Before, I was either using the University computers, or my parents' computer at their home. The sucky thing is, my computer is crap and I'm on dial-up. It takes so loonnggg to load a page, especially in the forum section. The topics that I've been interested in lately seem to be written by those with God in their minds, or hea
I know what you mean, when a friend says something to you that makes you think 'riiight'. Is it just the truth and the truth hurts, is it supposed to hurt you, or whatever was said just struck a nerve? A friend of mine said something to me recently, and I swear, I don't know what to think, either. Was she trying to get back at me? Do I just feel guilty and she touched on it? Who knows. Either way, maybe the fact that we are questioning these comments are important. It may take some time
I've never entered a bonus rating before now. Great review! I think the movie is good, but never questioned much about why I liked it. Thanks for the opinion.
1. Letting your kid wipe down walls with a Magic Eraser is not exactly the same as having your kid do the really bad chores around the house, like scrubbing the toilet, cleaning out science experiments from the fridge or starting up the car for you in -30 weather so it can defrost. Some things really just aren't done. 2. Toys get smaller, and have tend to have many more tiny pieces to them as the kids get older, and they don't clean up on their own. 3. You can't just live on pi
1. Unexpected moments of humour. You really never know what they are going to say. Or do. Or care if they are in public or not when they do or say it. 2. Movie choices. Would you have seen Spy Kids 1, 2, and 3 on your own? 3. When facing them with the comment, 'I do everything for you, I cook, clean, buy the groceries, etc., the least you can do is get me my shoes from the closet', chances are, they will do it. 4. You get to buy snack foods like twinkies, and
Yes, today is the day. Lots of beer, cheers, groans and moans are in order for today. There will be a lot of die-hard fans for both programs, but what I am really dying to watch is Survivor. As posted earlier in I Want My TV, Please. I don't have access to TV at home. If I feel like watching, I might go to my parents' place, catch a game at the local pub, or visit my sister. None of these options are available to me tonight. So, I'm really disappointed not to be able to see the series opener
I don't know if it's that there aren't any more champions, but that why aren't people writing about them? I think that there are a great many people doing great things out there, but instead we (a great part of society) know more about J-Lo and Ben's on-again, off-again business, MJ's court appearances and certain sport icons' sexual deviancies. It's a shame because the answer is, for the most part, heroes don't sell. It's not as fun reading about do-gooders than the bad guys or sordid acti
JillUser, I don't know how much you know about 80's Canadian music, but I was skimming through the Toronto Star one day and caught a line in the entertainment section that said that Platinum Blonde would be playing one night next week. Platinum Blonde!!!. (If you don't recognize the group I would just have to say big hair, pseudo rock riffs, shiny outfits.) I keep trying to come across the american type of band and the best I could come up with is David Lee Roth ala the song Jump! but even