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just peterit's just peter. duh. 23 avril überhaupt nicht dreißig continuing on the thresh subject from yesterday...I sold my drumset - the guy will be picking it up today. I'm quite happy about that, because they went fast, and they went for the price I wanted. Selling things on kijiji has turned out well for me so far. One thing you have to put up with when selling on internet classifieds - is that there is always somebody who will see the price you ask for, and then make an absolutely ludicrously low offer to you.. to the point you have to wonder if they're making the bid just to piss you off. I advertised my drums for $1600. More than reasonable considering they are under 2 years old, in great condition, and are worth over 3 grand new. One guy emails and asks if I will take $800 for them. Uh, no. Please make an effort to appraise the item and submit a bid that makes sense. A digital camera I sold recently was advertised for $60 and I had two people asking if I would take $10 for it. $10? Why don't I just give it to you then? It will cost you more in gas to come to my apartment to pick up the camera and drive back! I think in some people the need to barter outweighs common sense.... on the other hand, I wonder if these people just go around kijiji and send lowball bids in on everything they can, then turn around and sell on ebay for a profit? Who knows. 22 avril a huge wang is a fashion statementAs with many of my blog titles, I can't claim I had the intelligence to craft today's - it belongs to a spam message I recently got. Even though spam is a pain in the ass, it does have a certain humor attached to it. I have reached the pinnacle - I hit thirty a couple weeks back and nothing bad happened. Mind you, if I am now part of the thirty something cult I claimed existed before I reached thirty - I couldn't tell you what happened anyways. I have noticed I'm not in as great a physical shape as I used to be. My damn knees and elbows have been bothering me for a while. My knees I attribute to playing drums.. the last 6 months in Thresh they would always be sore the day after rehearsals or shows. I tried changing a bunch of things, my stool's height, my angle to the drums, the bass drum pedal's angle to me - to alleviate the problem but I couldn't seem to find anything that did the trick. Seeing as I finished my last show with Thresh last week Thursday though, maybe things will improve. The last show, at band warz, was quite anticlimactic. 8 bands played, 6 rock bands, 2 metal bands. The judges eliminate two bands a night, and guess who they eliminated last thursday? Now let me say first that rock describes the genre of music the other bands played, it is NOT an adjective that describes how good those bands were. They did NOT rock. In fact, one of the bands of the night was brought back after having been eliminated in the first round, because another band bowed out. To sum up those bands - unimaginative rehashed simplistic music. Now, I don't have a problem with simple music, if you can:
3 avril our custodian is jacob two twoGuten tag, und herzlich wilkommen zum mein blog. Lordy, thirty is creeping up on me.. a handful of days and I will reach the age of maturity. Right? I know Joanne wants to make it a special celebration but I really couldn't be bothered to get too excited.. I've downplayed birthday celebrations for some time now. Joanne unknowingly added another reason not to enjoy the age - she brought up how you are asked to pick an age bracket when filling out forms. I can no longer select the 21-29 range! It's like I can't be lumped in with the younger crowd anymore =( Not that I hate the thought of turning thirty and want to deny that I am getting old(er).. I believe in older and wiser. The more a person deals with people in their teens and early twenties, the more you thank your lucky stars you don't have to suffer the trappings of that age class anymore. I've always wished that just once, on my birthday, that all the snow would be gone. It's getting pretty close in the city but it looks like they're forecasting more snow for tomorrow. Damn! It looks like I may have to wait another year. Tomorrow will be Thresh's farewell show . My mom and dad are coming out for the show, and I bet it will be nothing like anything they've seen in their days of watching live music :p I wonder if I'll have to answer questions as to why our audience tries to hurt each other and why we belittle them. The more I think about it, and I've had a lot of time to think about it - the more I come to the conclusion quitting the band was the right thing to do. Everybody is in store for bigger and better things than before. I would do it all over again, for sure. Maybe differently. I've got to get my old body up and out of here. Smell ya later. 17 mars dr. saucegood yanno, there's few fast food places I frequent anymore, especially the burger joints. I don't even know how long it's been since I've last been to an A&W, Wendy's (that isn't colocated with a Timmies), McDonald's, or BurgerKing (eww). We order or go out for a rare pizza here and there from PizzaHut or Family Pizza, or some other third place. In trying to stay slim I generally avoid them all - but there is one fast food joint that is my kryptonite, and that is Quizno's. Honestly, I don't care for any other sub sandwich places, but Quizno's is the shit. The weird thing is, it's not like it's doing something insanely different than other sub places. Their toasted sub concept has been copied by now, and the fresh deli meat, fresh baked bread, and the 'you choose toppings' approach is standard. I don't know what it is about that place, but I'm drawn there. Just today I saw they introduced a new sub, which is exactly like an existing sub, except for having a different kind of mushroom. Even given how unexciting that development is, I found myself fighting urges to elbow into pole position and hump the bread. Unfortunately, I usually go nuts on one particular kind of food and burn out, and sadly Quizno's will likely suffer the same fate. I hope it's a good long haul..because I don't know what will possibly supplant my current favorite. In other news, does anyone else think Heather Mills was entitled to the 48 million dollars the judge awarded her today as a divorce settlement? Sure, the child in the situation needs to be taken care of, but doesn't the 70k a year the judge also ordered Paul McCartney to pay cover that? What in holy hell did she do in their 6 year relationship to feel she deserved 48 million dollars on top of that? I hope it goes to something other than just herself. 10 mars creative wednesdays / dragon tears if you listen closely, you can hear the fat lady quietly singing. Last week I decided to leave Thresh after two years of being in the band. I think there were a number of factors (in no particular order of importance) that helped me make the decision :
I hear Mark and Dan are planning to continue on together with a new band and new music, and that's really exciting on all counts. I think some new perspectives and shared vision will hone their craft greatly. Given their playing and writing has improved dramatically from when Thresh began, I know there will be some great fresh new inspirational metal from these guys soon. To conclude - the fact that it's over is still surreal and it will be a hard change, but I think it will be for the best for everyone, and I'm excited for what's next. 3 mars bemused musings urk. I've been sick for the last week. It just hammered me flat, too. Last Saturday night jellybean and I were out for the evening and I was fit as a fiddle - Sunday morning I woke up with a sore throat and full bore cold. I'm just starting to get back to the gym in the mornings and recoup my energy now. One of them super bugs, methinks. what's new? thresh lost another singer - personal/career reasons forced him to move back to calgary. At this point I question if this is something I really want to continue on with. on one hand I have a time and money invested in it, on the other hand it feels like the band hasn't been able to build momentum and it's hard to stay focused and excited. For me, the enjoyment of being in a band has always been from the creative aspect - writing and arranging music and lyrics. The business of playing shows doesn't excite me at all - to summarize the few dozen we've played - they seem to require a lot more effort than they're worth. we got a quick update on the puppy adoption situation - the potential moms haven't gone into heat yet. It's kind of strange to think that I am anxiously waiting for a dog to go into heat, but it's true.by my calculations, the average pregnancy takes 2 months and the puppies need to stay with their litter until they are about 8-10 weeks old, which means at earliest we will get to pick out the puppy sometime in July. some of the items for our trip to europe in october have been taken care of - namely our flights there and back to canada. secondly, our accommodations in Munich for Oktoberfest are booked. I was really worried about those in particular because as of now, seven months out from Oktoberfest, the city is almost booked solid. It will be smoother sailing from here on out. I am still participating in once weekly german lessons, and at the moment I'm hoping to find some way to practice more of the spoken and listening part with an actual speaker of the language. Lastly, I am seriously considering writing a book. Although I am sure of the general content and topic I don't feel ready to discuss much more than the idea "I want to write a book". It's going to be written over the next decade and is my nest egg idea. Maybe writing will bail me out if I get sick of doing IT, I don't know. Or maybe it will just always be that big dream that I never get started. People will always bug me - "Peter, when are you going to finish writing that book?", they'll say. I kind of like the idea of that. 22 janvier i am SO sausage right now!January 21st, the most depressing day of the year (as labelled by a researcher), has passed us by. Safe for another year! in other happy news, I AM getting a raise - the word through the grapevine turned out to be correct. it's a 'cost of living' type increase but it's a good bump. to top that off I have a performance review in February and I may get adjusted after that, too. which is good, because my credit card is full, and not from that selfless type Christmas spending! (Each individual in our family has the means and impatience that they buy what they want the instant they want it. it makes for difficult Christmas shopping). No, my credit card is full because I intelligently realized the most depressing day of the year was coming and decided to block it with the entirely selfish purchase of some serious material goods. Having more 'stuff' always equates to long term happiness doesn't it? Doesn't it? lastly, I wanted to weigh in on a dog attack that occured nearby - I feel like I have something important to say, and here hopefully people will read it. I invite your comments.
I'm fired up about this. I'm sure through a lot of public and social pressure the dog will get put down, but it's ludicrous it had to come to that. 10 janvier odessa acceptable pornwow. it's kind of a slow january - calm before the storm I guess. Christmas holidays were really good, thanks for asking. It was a little strange this year because jellybean had to work the graveyard shift during christmas eve, christmas day, and boxing day, but we still did go around and visit a lot with family. Because of her work schedule we had the whole first week of the new year's off together and we did some bumming around in Regina. Prior to new year's we went to see the breeder of our potential puppies, to get a feel for the breeder's operation and brood. I'm not sure how to describe her exactly and politely so I'll put it this way - she's a dog nut, and she's dog crazy. Everything was clean, and the 4 adult dogs we saw looked well cared for. All of them (except one of her new arrivals) had great temperaments. They are a little tinier than what I was expecting, but after having only seen 80lb golden retrievers and Australian cattle dogs in the last 6 months I guess a 6lb puppy is going to be pretty small in comparison. And of course, with a mix of puppy and show cuts, they are really cute little fluff balls. She'll be letting us know when the mama is pregnant and we're super excited! New Year's eve "Friends and Family" played for a good 4 hours at a small town bar, and it was a lot of fun. My parents even came out to listen and enjoy - my dad knew most of the songs well so one could tell he really enjoyed it. Well, both - My mom and dad were actually dancing, and I think that's the first time I've ever seen them do that. I've been hearing through the grapevine that I may be getting a little bit of a raise at work - that coupled with some other awesome financial happenings means jellybean and I may actually be able to start saving for a house this year. Maybe even have a extra financial wiggle room beyond that. Yeah, we're not struggling and starving or anything, but it's nice to even start hoping to save for a house with all the insanity in the housing market. Although we haven't had to call the cops on our neighbors upstairs for a long time, it's been close. I don't think either of us is going anywhere for a while, but the sooner one of us does, the better. They don't bother to take off their shoes in their apartment (she wears heels and runs from one end of the apartment to the other) and they move/throw furniture regularly. They've also recently taken up singing badly at the top of their lungs, and their ay-em sex schedule still causes a few sleepless nights here and there. In addition, one night at 4am we were awakened when our bathroom fan starting pouring water. Apparently one of them decided to have a bath, then went back to sleep, not bothering to turn off the fucking water. I maintain my opinion that a trailer park somewhere has misplaced these folks. 30 novembre the song 'bicycle' has nothing to do with the joy of riding bicyclesI have just begun work on our second annual Christmas newsletter. Both Joanne and I had thought we took it easy this year, but after I reviewed my gmail from January 1st until present, I decided that wasn't the case. Lots of goings on in 2007. One of our future plans is a trip to Europe - it's long been on the wish-list, and now things are starting to solidify. Joanne and I met with our friends Chris and Susan from Calgary (who are joining us on the trip) and we've decided on a loose itinerary. We're planning to start in Munich,Germany for the end of Oktoberfest, then go on to Austria, the Czech Republic (for Prague), and Amsterdam in the span of two weeks. My friend Mats will try to join us for a while, and Chris and Susan may also have friends of theirs from Stuttgart joining us. Since we've got an idea where we're going I've got plane tickets paid for. The best part is yet to come, the planning of the details, and the doing. The places we've decided to go to look like they will be so much fun. I believe we'll either arrive at trip's end sick of sightseeing, or they'll have to physically force us in the plane to come back to Canada. German classes are going well so far, I am trying to fit in extra listening and learning in the gym every morning, too. I find that my brain just doesn't process things as quickly as I'd like yet. I read somewhere that by the time we are adolescents we've accumulated over 80,000 words in our vocabulary, not to mention all the grammar that goes with those words. My challenge is picking up a chunk of that vocabulary and grammar in a different language and finding someplace in my head to stuff it all. Oops, I had a short interlude there where a guy was trying to over-inflate the system requirements for a damn web server. Fuckin' guy. Anyways. The pouncing puppy purchase plan is practically complete. We will be visiting a Coton de Tulear breeder on Dec 30 to meet our potential puppy's parents, and I now have most of the money set aside for the purchase. We are excited to welcome a new member to our family! This will be the first of many - now that I know Joanne is a dog person I have a wish-list for the next 40 years that includes a Golden Retriever, an Airedale Terrier, a Shiba Inu, a Great Dane, a West Highlands White Terrier, a Old English Sheepdog, and a Schnauzer. Hehe. Speaking of new members of the family, last weekend when we were home my parents were dropping some serious grand-children hints. I guess they were having coffee with their peers, and the conversation was on how wonderful their grandkids are and how many everyone has. Since my older sister doesn't have any children, and my younger brother is newly single, that makes us a prime target for hint dropping. It was both awkward under the scrutiny, and also kind of funny, because it allowed for a bit of teasing on our part. Oh oh oh, and last but not least, I will doing some country and golden oldies drumming once again. My bassist's dad's band asked me to join them again, this time for a gig in a small southern town bar for new year's eve. It's a little insane because the set list is 45+ songs deep, but the good thing is that none of them are over 3 minutes long or present any serious difficulty (so far) to learn. Sometimes it's hard to hold back on making things more complicated than the song requires though, and it's always interesting learning out how each individual approaches the tunes. 23 octobre vindication via fatness?I like that people don't know how to change their facebook settings to lock down privacy. All your porn are belong to me! this thursday it'll be 3 weeks since I had my laser surgery. my eyes are still quite dry, and I'm still doing a drop in each every hour to keep 'em lubed. They do tend to get tired more quickly during the day. I
had a good appointment one week after the surgery with my optometrist.
I had been feeling sorry for her, that she might pocket scads of my
money after this surgery like she used to...turns out of the total cost
of my surgery she pockets 20% to provide "post operative care" for one
year. turns out that year of care amounts to 5 visits lasting 15
minutes each. I should've known - those optometrists will always make
sure they get theirs. The prognosis is good. My eyes are healing well and I have 20/20 combined vision (closer to 20/25 in either eye, I think) , which is incredibly better than the 20/200 or whatever I could see before. Basically, I would've had to hold the biggest letters of the chart up 1 foot from my face before to see them..now they are clear. I really notice the difference outside, I don't know if I've even seen this clearly before, it's awesome. In
the last month I've been doing a lot of shopping on ebay. My first
experience with ebay 4 years ago was not a good one so I had kind of
filed ebay away as a non-worthwhile service. Basically I tried to bid
on something that was too good to be true, and then didn't end up
paying on the auction, and ebay and the seller got mad at me. In the
last couple years though, my brother had been having success with it,
and I've always been drawn to shopping online instead so it's a good
fit for me. I am now hooked. There's a bargain hunter in me - I relish getting a better price than your average joe, especially on electronics - because electronics superstores bend you over so often. It's like Lisa Simpson said - "I'm proud of you.You're like Christopher Columbus. You discovered something millions of people knew about before you." 10 octobre chitty chitty laser bangThat was a good thanksgiving weekend - nice and relaxing - which was just what the doctor ordered. My laser eye surgery went well - quickly, as a matter of fact. The weird thing is the laser sounds kind of like a miter saw - that didn't help being I was in the waiting room to hear 4 surgeries before I got to go in. However, I was given a sedative before which helped to calm me down. Once in surgery, I was given drops to numb one eye, and a speculum was used to hold my eyelids open during the procedure, then they laid me down on a chair underneath a blinking light. Marks were made on both sides of my eye with some sort of drawing utensil and then all around my cornea (which really tickled, it was additionally to funny for me to think someone was drawing on my eyeball, and I was paying for it) A suction cup/microkeratome was then slapped on my eyeball and a circular flap cut was made on my cornea - this exposes the part of the cornea the laser needs to burn away to properly shape my eye.
After that I was given a time to count down for the laser's operation (58 seconds for my weaker left eye, 53 for my right eye), as the laser shaved off excess cornea. After the laser was done, the flap was replaced and smoothed into place and the eye thoroughly wetted with drops. Then the procedure was repeated with my right eye. It took all of about 15 minutes or less for both eyes and I was led to an exam room and given my supply kit for the following week. (Two different kinds of eye drops, sunglasses, instructions). I found I could see right away after the procedure but my vision was very hazy. Jellybean drove me home and I was instructed to rest in a dark room for at least 4 hours. Thank god for audiobooks on the ipod, I had a good time taking it easy. In the days that have followed I've found my eyes to be quite dry, the drops have helped big-time there. I also have some light sensitivity issues - one night jellybean and I drove to Winnipeg and after about 20 minutes into the drive I found my eyes burned and watered and I had to close them. We also ended up driving into the sun coming back to Saskatoon and that really made my eyes itch and burn, too. From everything I've read and been told that sensitivity is supposed to lessen as my eyes heal so I'm just going to take it easy. I've also read my vision will take a while to stabilize, maybe up to a month. As of now my vision is slightly better than I had with my glasses (which were one prescription behind) and my vision seems to be clearer every day with less dryness and itchiness. I am very pleased with the surgery and would definitely recommend it. Even though my eye car plan at work doesn't cover Lasik, it's tax deductible, woo! 1 octobre you're heading into first, and your pants are gonna burst, diarrhea.the countdown is on. less than a week 'till my eyes get fixed up. The countdown is also on for a long weekend..somehow it's October already, and I feel a little cooped up and need some new scenery for a change. The German classes are going well now, I am also making an effort to take in several other sources of learning, including podcasts, and language learning CDs. I am really liking the slowergerman.com podcast so far. The lady reads from her diary entries about life in Munich. Be damned if I understand what she's saying, but at least now I'm picking up on the occasional word. I think to really learn a language properly, you have to get the vocabulary down, which is no small feat, but you also have to hear the language spoken often. If you hear it often, then you can pick up on any nitpicky details like grammar, pronunciation, conjugation, and so on. I also find it helps to have a huge mouthful of saliva to speak German properly, it just sounds more accurate that way. I am also hoping to schedule additional private tutoring time with an authentic German speaker, maybe even over the period of our course. I want to make even more of an effort this time to have some fluency in the language when we go over to Germany next year. I felt really quite embarrassed and helpless when I arrived in Berlin in 2004, and pretty much all I could do is ask people if they spoke English. I could tell a lot of people did understand English but didn't want to bother with the tourist that couldn't be bothered to learn their language before visiting. And I think that's fair, really. We can't just go all over the world and expect the world to conform to us. And if we expect them to come here and speak English, turnabout is fair play. Their yard, their rules. I was also pretty ashamed to experience that almost everyone I encountered spoke at least two languages fluently. In one case, a fellow spoke fluent English, German, Portuguese, French, and had a basic working knowledge of Swedish as well. That's pretty humbling to me, and the memory still encourages me to work towards having a comfortable ability to use the language. So far, the daily bombardment in small doses from a bunch of different teachers and sources seems to be the best strategy, and I hope with application of effort, I turn out a good finished product. 28 septembre under my um-bra-ella ella ella eh eh ehi was just kidding, you don't have to comment if you don't want to. It's nice to know people come and read though. I can track visits on spaces, but facebook is all "let's let people snoop anonymously" so the only way I really know if people read my entries on facebook is if they comment or tell me in person they do. so thanks for visiting. last post my blog title was a question in german. It was: "Wie sagt man "I have injured my genitalia and need immediate medical attention" auf Deutsch?". This means "How do you say 'I have injured my genitalia and need immediate medical attention' in German?". Deutsch means German, not dutch as you might think, and Germany is Deutschland. (doytsch-land). Not sure why that word in particular is used. Anyways, I asked my german friend that question, and this is what he answered: Ich habe mich in meinen Genitialbereich verletzt und brauche medizinische Versorgung. This, literally translated word for word, means: I have me in my genitals hurt and need medical suppy. So now you can see how the grammar and word order in German works. Crazy, eh? I had a dream the other night that really made me worry about my upcoming laser eye surgery. In it, I went to the laser vision center for my consultation before surgery. I was discussing options with the doctor, and in the background the nurse was laying out the tools for the surgery - and there was all sorts of crazy evil tools, scalpels and stuff. I kinda got worried and asked the doctor "The surgery is done entirely with laser, right?" And he goes "Oh no, first we have to hollow out and scoop out your pupils and then cut your eye in half with this scalpel." YIKES! But earlier on in the dream Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson got me to compare their vag's, so I couldn't take the dream very seriously. It still was a little scary though - definitely had serious heart palpitations going on when I woke up from that dream. 25 septembre Wie sagt man "I have injured my genitalia and need immediate medical attention" auf Deutsch?awesome. late last week our department got news that my most favorite coworker *sarcasm* has put in his notice. he's not even moving on to another computer related job. My opinionated observations: He has taken a month and a half stress leave since January and has been getting progressively worse. he greets clients who call with "Yeah, what do you want?". He is a devoted brown-noser. He also has spent more time complaining about anything than doing actual work. I think he'd have less stress if he didn't take the time to sigh loudly and freak out every time someone asks something of him. Kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy. I also can't honestly say I will miss him. Gut, dass wir ihn los sind! I am so jazzed that my laser eye surgery is coming up fast. In little more than a week I will be getting my eyes perfected! WOO! That's happens the thursday before thanksgiving weekend, and I have taken thursday and friday off, and also the following tuesday - a good lonnnnng weekend to recuperate. We're planning to head to manitoba during that time and visit with jbean's sister. She's my favorite relation on jbean's side (the fact that she has two golden retrievers I can play with doesn't hurt). Hopefully my recovery period isn't too harsh and I am not having to be laid up during our visit. if you saw the myspace page you probably noticed thresh's singer, brad, has quit the band. I wish him well, and hope he finds some long-term happiness whatever he chooses to do next. We'll continue to plug away to finish off material for the rest of the album (or even more, we'll see) and start auditions up again asap.. I think that's it. Life is nothing but fluffy clouds and puppies. 19 septembre yarr, ya scurvy dogI hope everyone realizes it is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. This is one of the few enjoyable non-commercialized holidays that we have left. It's critical to pay it the respect it deserves. As a last bit about dogs for a while, I wanted to list a few things that I've read about dogs and dog training that were interesting, or a change from older philosophy. I'm doing this as much for my own reference as for anybody else that's interested in dogs. These are also from my point of view, so you don't necessarily have to agree with what I'm saying. I welcome feedback.
Enjoy ITLAPD! 17 septembre doggone itin my previous entry I gave a bit of background on my previous dogs..in this entry I wanted to talk about what I have learned that I can apply to my next dog. one of the biggest areas of change will without a doubt be training. when I started practicing sit and down with bobby, I can remember it being frustrating or seemingly futile at points, and I can see now my approach caused all of my problems. Yep, I was the one with the problem. I would generally start a training session in the afternoon with a handful of milk bones, making sure Bobby knew I had them. When I had his attention, I would issue a 'Sit', wait for some sort of action, and then, would repeat the command a few times if I didn't get the 'sit' I was expecting ('Sit bobby', 'Sit down, bobby!', 'Bobby, sit!'). Eventually, I would use my hand on his back-side and force it to the ground. At that point he would get an 'attaboy' and a milk-bone. so what could've been done better? well, first off, I started training in the afternoon with milk bones. A dog that has access to his food bowl all day long isn't going to be very hungry, and after a couple of milk bones he's going to even be too full to really want to pay attention to a food reward. You'd think it would be common sense, but training a dog using food as a reward is much easier when the dog is hungry! and all you need is little bits of food, not huge treats. My second flub was in issuing a command to the dog hoping somehow at first he would understand English. I also secretly hoped he'd absorbed by osmosis the way other dogs sat when commanded. a lot of dog training experts nowadays say you shouldn't even bother with the english word command until the dog has gone through the motions. Instead, they say you should use a marker like saying 'Yes' (or using a clicker device or a cluck of the tongue, etc). The thought is eventually in all your training the dog comes to equate that with "Oh, there's a tongue cluck and a treat. I must've done what he wanted". my third goof was using my hand to push the dogs bum down into the requested sit. This becomes a point of confusion for the dog. Basically in his mind he comes to recognize the condition for him getting rewarded is him letting me push him down. Trainers nowadays use a bit of food in the palm turned upward, and hold the palm above the dog while moving it slowly towards the dog until his bum has to hit the floor. The dog is rewarded as soon as that happens. This way, the dog isn't manipulated into the sit, but he is doing it on his own. (see http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESZozdpmQMs for an example of the right way to teach sit) 14 septembre year of the dogsince I'm out of the usual update material and it's been a while, I thought I'd write about my latest research subject. as you know, jellybean and I have been testing the waters in preparation for getting a dog. After seeing other people's pets, doing a little breed research, and watching the Dog Whisperer, I started to realize I wanted to do some things differently with a new dog. but before I talk about that I'd like to share some stories on previous dogs in my life.. My first dog was Bobby. That particular shivering black terrier mix was brought to us by a farmer on the outskirts of town. Bobby had wandered into the farm yard, probably abandoned on a highway by his former owner and left to his own devices. Looking back I really don't remember much about him, just mostly his unfortunate habit of chewing up this or that. He was put to sleep a few years later, when he contracted a disease at his groomer's. The vet noticed many open wounds the groomer admitted were "grooming mistakes". That grooming business quickly closed - I've heard our complaint wasn't the only one against them. Many months went by when my mom got a phone call from the farmer again. He called us to ask if our dog had gotten loose and perhaps came to visit. She replied that no, Bobby was dead for some time, but went out anyways to see the little fellow who showed up at the farm. To our surprise, this dog was same color and breed mix as our first dog! That day, that dog got named Bobby 2, and became part of our family. He lived well and happily into his teen years. I remember a little more about Bobby 2. His favorite place was undoubtedly out at the cabin. He, along with his dog buddies Puddles and Cash, would march every morning from one end of the beach to the other. They seemed to inspect every cabin and lot along the way, and say good morning to any human and canine they encountered. When he wasn't out with his crew, Bobby most liked to sit in wait for a squirrel to cross in front of the cabin. He'd leap off our high patio onto the sand beach with all four legs running comically before they even hit the ground, and in hot pursuit of those blasted squirrels that invaded his territory. That squirrel would bug him all day, and you had to wonder at times if it was a game the two played. I did a little training work with him - he had sit, heel, and down mastered. He could sometimes even figure out all my wild gestures and motioning and handle shake-a-paw and roll over. Well OK, he laid down and I rolled him over, but it was a start. Sometimes he'd pee and poop in the house and we'd discipline him way after the fact (which I know now was bad, and futile). Overall though, he was well mannered, and liked being with people and his family. When I moved to Lloydminster for college, Dad quickly moved to occupy that space in Bobby's life. Dad would take him in the truck every morning to go to the post office. People would lean in the window of the truck and say hello and pet Bobby on their way to get their mail. And when Dad spotted a cat along the way, he made sure to point it out for Bobby, so he fulfilled his "bark at cat" needs. Bobby developed arthritis and epilepsy into his senior years, and it was rough going. When he hurt too badly to jump onto the couch he liked, or into the truck in the mornings, Dad would lift him. Unfortunately, there came that point we had to make the decision to put him down so he wouldn't have to suffer through life as his symptoms got worse. I wasn't there, but was told he went very peacefully, and without pain. Looking back, there were a lot of good and some bittersweet memories for me remembering those two dogs. And that was a lot more output than I expected so I'm done for now. Until next time, why don't you comment with some of your favorite pet stories? I would enjoy them.. 27 août pubic hair growing contesti have to very proudly and un-humbly admit that for the most part, I have been very productive this summer and have been usually way ahead of myself in terms of getting my projects accomplished and even responding to "suddenly needs done this moment". I am pretty stoked about that, even if it lends itself to some slack time where I could probably be doing 'something' but end up dazed listening to Rihanna's Umbrella on repeat and searching for videos of dogs doing adorable tricks. invariably in my line of work, all sorts of requests get bounced off my department to find a technical solution to a problem. some of these problems are real sticklers and really merit a good look. Some don't. And, as in every line of work, sometimes your clients insist on a particular way of going about solving the problem, because they know better than we do. some of these problems are caused by an exception to a rule and, if the right higher up makes enough noise we end up going through ridiculous contortions to provide a rushed inadequate solution. case in point, there's a site of ours that provides office space for 2 government liaison workers, and they absolutely insist on having electronic access to our internal website, for the sole purpose of seeing the site's event calendar and daily announcements. to do so we have to provide accounts for these guys, cut up security on the website so these two workers can only see what we want them to see, and then worry about how to manually manage when the government sends in different workers, one retires, etc. I really don't like (diplomatically) telling my boss that I don't want to do something. It makes me sound lazy and uncooperative. But in this case, there are better avenues these guys can take to get the minute amount of information they need very easily. I loathe looking back in 2 years time at a swiss cheese internal website, a massive confusing mess because of all the exceptions we had to make for people that didn't really care too much about what they were getting out of it anyways. I am simply a proponent for finding better problems to solve. While I am not saying I am too big a cheese to solve smaller scale problems, my time can be much better spent. 21 août i can't believe it's not yaktwo years ago today I met my jellybean. It's gone so fast and so much has happened it's almost hard to comprehend. I can safely say it's been a most excellent two years..she's the yin to my yang. There's pieces to her that always make me want to improve, she gives me ridiculous support and direction, and there's loads in common between us besides. There's very few people who will get naked at a party with me, that my own girlfriend will do it without questioning it and trusting me..it's telling. (or maybe it's a sign of how poorly formed our brains are..but.. we have a lot of fun together =0). I love you Joanne - happy anniversary bum! mushy stuff aside, I have to share with you a new method to get haircuts for free. And it's easy! You simply wait for the hairdresser to gouge out a chunk of your hair in the back when she slips with the razor, look at her all wide-eyed and scared and, bob's your uncle, you get a haircut for free. The things I learn. 20 août adventures with miss oreganoit's been a while..but things kind of happen at a slower pace in the summer..so I've been taking it easy on the blogging. a couple weeks ago we finally received our certification certificates and cards for our scuba course. now if only people could send us away to Caribbean every month or so for us to practice =p summer is almost a far away memory now, even though it's still technically here. the weather has been colder, rainier, and the leaves are starting to drop already. although I didn't take any week or longer holidays, I did have long weekends or extra long weekends up until now, which was enough. we have spent a bit of it relaxing at the lake or generally being lazy - I know I read a buttload of books this summer.. in any case - I am hoarding my vacation time in anticipation of hunting season, Christmas, our Europe trip next fall, and nearest on the calendar - laser surgery. i am scheduled thursday october 4th to go in and get the surgery..after a few appointments, a lots of tests and measurements (damn that puff of air in the eyes test! I HATE THAT!), and a bit of waiting, the surgeon called and told me I was a good candidate for the surgery. however, because of the level of correction required in my case I wouldn't be eligible for further correction. my vision deteriorated so quickly from grade 1 to grade 2 that I caused serious concerns for my optometrist - I had gone from seeing without correction to near medically blind in the span of a year (20/150 was my rating, I believe). my vision deterioration has continued since, but tapered off a lot when I stopped growing. i imagine normal vision is something people take for granted, and probably something I will come to take for granted. even that act of being able to see the alarm clock numbers when you wake in the middle of the night..or heck, being able to see where an item is when I drop it in the shower without dropping to my knees and doing a sweep with my hands. yes, it's that bad. not having the option to get follow up surgery definitely means reading glasses down the line, but the payoff is still worth it, to me. I'm excited to have the chance to do this. this weekend jellybean and I celebrated our own international day as a way of boycotting folkfest's lineups and prices. we observed (rather cynically) that most of the pavilions had a type of sausage and beer in common - so we just bought a bunch of different sausage, made some tropical drinks, popped on some traditional random international tunes, dressed as though we were in the Caribbean, and watched travel channel most of the night. I think we had more fun, learned more, and spent less than going to folkfest! I could go on more but I'm going to save it for another entry. Ta ta! 24 juillet not all who update are smartlooks like msn spaces has been newly updated, once again. and once again microsoft made it harder to do things you do often and made it more web v.2 ish. however, web v. 2 is gay if you don't do it right. oh well, my heart will go on. oh yeah, for all you facebookers - you can import your msn spaces blog entries automatically as you add them to spaces..saves copying and pasting. the only thing is that if you import the main feed (mine is http://corruptpeter.spaces.live.com/feed.rss, for example) it tries to import all your lists and stuff. a better idea is to only import blog entries for a category of your choosing (such as one you usually write under) - I chose to import a rss feed for my 'musings' category - which looks like so - http://corruptpeter.spaces.live.com/category/musings/feed.rss . All you gotta do to start the wacky and wild import into facebook is go into applications/notes - then click on the link on the right hand side of the page titled 'Edit import settings »' and enter the feed address you wanna import from: (http://corruptpeter.spaces.live.com/category/musings/feed.rss in my case). voila - every time you post a blog in spaces under that category, facebook sucks it into it's notes. the unfortunate thing about imported notes in facebook is that you can't edit them and pictures don't come in at all. don't say I didn't warn you. those coming to me from saskatchewan-land likely already know 2 things: a) It's fucking hot (but it's likely to be just as intensely cold this winter so you better enjoy it). Yesterday it was hotter and more humid in Saskatoon than it was in Punta Cana and Honolulu. The temperature was a bit shy of the 45C in Kanadahar though - we didn't get the pointiest end of the stick. b) You are lazy. Update your blogs. Most of you have got something to say - you got a raise, you got drunk, passed out, and had something written on some body part with a felt marker, you accomplished something of importance, something. There are blogs over a year outdated. The least you could do is try. Wankers. Summer is slow at the office - I am spending a bit of my time poochy loving, but then there's the odd moment here or there where things are just crazy. Instead of taking a week or two off, I decided to take fridays and mondays for the better part of July, leaving me with a 3 day workweek.. so as you can imagine, stuff piles up for a few days I'm off, and I gotta take care of a whack of stuff every Tuesday. After everything settles down the rest of my week is mostly spent watching videos of puppies or metal bands on youtube. or metal bands whose members are puppies. speaking of puppies, I made a deal with jellybean that once some of our financial stuff gets sorted we will look at getting a puppy. something small and unbearably cute and low maintenance. mostly we're looking at at shitsu, maltese, bichon or some mix thereof. definitely not a pug or minpin or chihuahua though. I was thinking at first maybe a terrier breed but they are so high energy, and their shrill bark tends to cut glass; a terrier may not be best suited to our apartment. further to the dog discussion, Saturday night I had to go and chat with the apartment owner below us. he's got a dog in his suite that likes to bark for hours on end. It's gotta be a large dog as it's bark is deep and full - it even wakes jellybean with earplugs in. after listening to the dog from 6pm to midnight enough was enough. i know I approached him a little sourly, so he went into a defensive mode. the guy first tried to give me the 'there was someone with him all night so I don't think it was *my* dog' and then he tried the 'neighbours beside us never hear him so how do you?'. then he tried to explain that he's lived in apartments with this dog for 7 years and never had a complaint about the dog. next he claimed the landlord was over to listen at the door to see if he could hear the dog. lastly he tried to turn it around on me and claim we were the noisy ones with our loud tv on all the time. all the while we're talking his full grown black Labrador is trying to get a peek and say hello. that's a big frickin' dog to have in an apartment. I finally say "Hey, I'm here to talk to you because your dog is barking. I know I'm not imagining it, and it's been going on regularly for some time. The floors and ceilings are thin in this building and that's partly the problem, but there's nothing we can do about that. Please take some steps to correct the barking, AND, if you ever have an issue with us, come and talk to us about us." His mouth is stumped now for a while, and then he asks what I suggest to fix the problem. Sheesh. Apartment living. Maybe the trailer park is the place to be. 5 juillet mommas don't let your babies grow up to play countryour bassist dan is getting married this weekend, and I promised to be part of the events schedule for the night. Dan and his dad are part of a golden oldies / country band and they wanted to do a quick set sometime during the reception..they usually perform with a fairly dull drum machine so I volunteered to be a part of the band for that set. at first I was going to bring part of my acoustic kit, but it would've been a pain in the butt to carry pieces of it around and arrange and re-arrange it for thresh and the other band. so I rented an electronic kit. coupling the different style of music, different musicians, and hyper sensitive electronic drums, and I had a bit of a difficult first rehearsal. I think I've got the hang of it now, though...it takes a while to get the feel of how other people do things, and even be able to anticipate improvisations from the other guys. I enjoy playing some of the tunes too - some of my dad's favorite artists are on the lists and I found even though the songs are pretty dull they are always more groove oriented than the metal I play. I also appreciate the dynamic in the tunes..through thresh does change it up at times in songs with undistorted break downs, usually I am trying to achieve maximum levels (aka beating the fuck out of everything) at all times. it's hot in saskatchewan. i'm thinking I'm going to spend my day off tomorrow in an air conditioned bed store...just crawl into one of the display beds and pass out. 18 juin ode to the mustaches of 70's porno starsi am now scuba certified! yay! the weekend was great - the weather cooperated and it didn't rain until we started home - which my suv needed after driving on all those dusty roads. dust was pooling everywhere and there was a seriously visible dust cloud anytime a door was opened or closed. we were probably overpacked for the whole affair. where we were tenting we were pampered with washroom and shower facilities and a large mess hall with 90 second dishwasher, and satellite TV. apparently there was even wireless Internet there. I find as you get older - your needs for a proper bed really elevate. at first sleeping in a sleeping bag on the tent floor was good enough. now it seems like the air mattress is really pushing my limits of comfort. I am damn sore today. bratwurst on an open fire still kicks ramen noodles' ass day though. our dives on Saturday at heritage lake were kind of crappy - it was so silty to begin with - then you drop in 20 students bouncing off the bottom and kicking frantically - we'll just say visibility was like that of diving in coffee. our instructor was wearing all black except for pink and white fins - it was really eery to see two fins kicking in front of me seemingly without being attached to anything or anyone. the water was indeed cold - 53 degrees fahrenheit..but bundled up in heavy wetsuits with gloves and hoods mostly only your lips got cold..and the occasional shiver came when you first got wet and slivers of water would slide down your back. our dive on sunday at whiteswan lake was really good. whiteswan is quite weird for a Saskatchewan lake in that it's mostly sandy (not thick mud bottom and lined with duck shit like most lakes) - and the water is a weird blue-green with high visibility. they took 24 divers and instructors out on a huge pontoon boat and we got going! the dive site itself was good - a descent line was in place so you could take your time descending/ascending little by little. upon descent we were greeted with a sign stuck at the bottom of the lake that read - "Welcome to White Swan Lake!"..several large objects are sunk in the lake and we visited them - a boat with a sign reading "Skinny Dipping Prohibited" - an airplane, and a few vehicles. we got to around 45 feet deep during the dive and practiced our skills as well. about 25 minutes into the dive we heard a loud bang in the water. The boat operators had fired a seal scare into the water - we were all being called back to the boat for some reason. All the divers surfaced quickly and orderly and found out one of the ladies had almost drowned. It didn't sound like anybody had any details - but many could guess at the reasons. her husband was already an advanced diver with a lot of experience and gear. So possibly she was nervous, and maybe didn't even enjoy diving at all, and was taking the course for her husband's sake. Probably the most important thing to keeping scuba diving safe and enjoyable is to stay calm, and if you don't have that, well hey, you're 45 feet deep in something you weren't mean to breath in. our instructors are all well trained in emergency response (one is an RN) so there was really quick response and her condition seemed to be improving as she was loaded in a van to meet the ambulance on the way to PA. after that got sorted out - we got loaded up and got our pictures taken for our C-Cards (required to rent air tanks when you dive). it was a good feeling! this is a hobby I think we will enjoy if we keep at it. ah, so now i'm caught up. back to pretending to work! 11 juin the milk's gone bad!i have decided to change an area of the diet. milk. I've been finding, and hearing from other people, that milk doesn't agree with me the way it used to. Perhaps as early as two years ago I drank 3 protein shakes a day with 2 cups of milk each and didn't have any problems. now I'm finding even if the only milk I have all day is the splash in my cereal, my stomach is doing barrel rolls and I'm super farty. I wonder what has happened internally that's made it so. sure, we really don't need milk - it's really only supposed to be a nutrient rich mixture for each our earliest years..let alone cow milk is from another species that's supposed to grow from 50 pounds to several hundred pounds in it's first year. i'm trying lactaid right now and it seems to be better. probably half a day is too quick to pass judgment though =p other than that, just keeping the head down and pushing hard. that last sentence kind of sounds sick now that I look at it in context with the rest of the entry. 8 juin throw your lightning?tgif. what a crazy week thus far. my new vehicle was making a crazy badly broken sound tuesday night so I got 'er in to the dealership for a look. nothing major though. Wednesday night we went to pick up our gear for our scuba certification next weekend..our bedroom looks like a dive ship now with 4 wetsuits with the fixings, air tanks, weight belts, etc. Seeing that load of gear makes me look forward to the dives. We're planning on heading up there with the tent and all the nifty camping gear I've acquired over the years..it should be a hoot. Joanne has never camped before so that adds the extra bit of excitement to it. Checking the weather forecast today - it looks like +28 both diving days so we're almost set. A couple of the dives is in a lake that they've sunk a bunch of stuff - there's a toilet and an airplane and all sorts of neat stuff to see. There's even supposed to be a bit of a treasure hunt - the previous year's students sink stuff for us to find. FUN! The band is doing ok..we got really close to getting a rehearsal space several times but it hasn't worked out yet. It hurts my playing 'cuz that's our one rehearsal a week is the only time I have on my drums, and a lot of that time isn't spent playing drums. Tapping pencils on a desk doesn't quite cut it. We do have 4 shows in the next month and a half though, so it'll almost be like extra rehearsal, except with less chance to work on new material. Lastly, we're entered for the Kinsmen home lottery and using the powers of our huge brains to make us win, all 'secret' style. Our brains will not be denied! Please donate your brain power to us, and visualize visiting Joanne, our friendly golden retriever puppy and I in our big beautiful new house. To help you visualize it, take a tour of the house first! http://www.kinsmenhomelottery.com/showhome.php Make sure to include a puppy in your visualizations - attached is some visual stimulus. :) That is all.
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