Wild snowbear attacks humble Park Ranger!

Wild Snowbear attacks humble Park Ranger!
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My brother and I with Jasper "The Bear" back in the late 70's.

Yes, actually I think I was around 3 yrs old, so that WAS the late 1970's. Was that a long time ago for you?
It was for all of us that can remember it.

I think it was a better time, or in my head it was.
Besides, I love the simplicity of it all, and also I was only 3.
My world didn't have a lot of 2005-type-problems.
My brother's world didn't either.

And neither did Jasper's.

My brother Mike said that I had to stand carefully next to Jasper the bear, or else he would become angry if I moved around a lot. And if I moved around, I might step on his big-bear-feet, because, well, he had big-bear-feet.

He also told me that if I did make him angry, he would tear us AND the whole town apart..."to Shreads".

Mike also said that Jasper would rip me in half and prance around town with my 3 year old intestines wrapped around his shoulders Hawaiian-style if I were to giggle or even make a sound.
I also almost believed everything he said avoiding the fact that Jasper was bolted firmly to concrete.
I did however believe my brother the time he told me that eating yellow snow was also a terrible thing to do. Hey my brother does have good advice!
I never did tell him about Mort "The mighty Moose" who I saw outside our ski-lodge that night.
I think the scruffy mammal was hungry for blood...

JUMBO sized

JUMBO sized
Posted by: pattichiles.

After touring around LONDON all weekend, David and I drove down to the Quaker town of St. Thomas, Ontario!

This was the most south that I have ever been in all of eastern Canada. Apparently if I were on the west coast I would have hit the tip of northern California.

(or something like that)

Anyway, it was an interesting journey and I quite enjoyed all that we saw.

I loved the old Courthouse and I loved the giant maple trees surrounding it. I also loved the exposed torn brick wall that was previously the vicious jail (!) and ye olde towne hanging square.

I also stumbled across a poor victim that was "kept" in St. Thomas for the-rest-of-history...and that was dearest JUMBO.

We thought that he was a suicidal elephant as he was trapped in the life of being transported on a train state to state, province to province, with a wild circus back in 1885.

I imagined that he was an unhappy elephant and was missing his friends back in Africa from where he was born and hated the inhumane treatment. And besides, really? back in 1885, I am sure that there were wide open plains to stand upon and plenty of places to roam besides a metal train track.

Jumbo got hit by a locomotive by standing on the track (obviously)

Ironcially, St. Thomas is Canada's Locomotive town.
Maybe there were wild engineer's taking engines out for late night dragway fun...(is it possible to RACE trains?)

Maybe Jumbo was tied to the tracks by an evil "wanted" villain in 1885.

All I know is that we had a good time standing with him.

And then there were groups like PETA invented to prevent such animal acts. Thank you PETA.

.....you are SO sexy MOMA

never could i tell him, it was him..
oh i wish i could have told him...

RW

me and my bro and sis and a FN RAT

me and my bro and sis and a FN RAT
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27

27
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this is a summer pic from my 27th birthday in Toronto, I had an amazing time with everyone that attended way back....all was good...I just love how happy I became after that day...

revealed at last

revealed at last
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lucky for you
a pic
of yours truly

the pblogger......xoxoxo

miss M

miss M
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my darlin lil Malay, the best lil laotian friend one could ever ask for in this world...ok besides Somsay her brother...

i love her!

for all that she is...

and for all that good stuff that she is...

SO rare in this world...

the weekend in st. thomas

the weekend in st. thomas
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it was an exciting weekend, as David took me on a wonderful tour of St. Thomas Ontario where he has spent 6 weeks being a lawyer from THE BIG CITY tackling a case about a dragway.
It was an amazing place to see....strange day I suppose, but an eye-opener at least...I saw the cut crops, the horses with coats, the beach, the orange drinks and chili dogs...it was all amazing...
I love St. Thomas now just as much as Dave-the-lawyer.

ondrej and the boot

ondrej and the boot
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ondrej and the boot, good times at his fine pizza establishment
MAMA'S BISTRO we all miss it, I miss it, I also miss the ice fights in the dark and also the latenight call-in's at CJSR 88.5 for KYUSS.

ps, love ya OJ!

i love david

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rec centre pool is just about as cool

i went to the pool (yesterday)
imagine!
i can still swim
and my lungs didnt fill with water
the water was tranquil and all i heard was the sound of the air
(escaping from) my lungs
i dont miss training for competitions or races or the sequins,
or the precise syncronization, or the endless underwater nightmares
it was all about timing and smiling pretty wasnt it?
its just about as cool this pool,
just about as cool as
Ozzy releasing a 4 disc retrospective
(collection) containing
a duet with Miss Piggy -born to be wild!

This is my furry little pc PETA entry

http://www.furisdead.com/
Go to this and watch the video's.
See if they make you vomit, cry, or buy fur ever again.

I stumbled across this tonight and I watched in horror of an animal being skinned alive!
Yes the animal was alive during the skinning/removal of it's fur and it's face was fully aware of what had just happened! I am still in shock of this video, I suppose it is truly only the internet that can bring you things that you never could possibly imagine in a lifetime...or imagine what really does go on in our world where we as Humans rule.

I admit I do work in The Fashion industry. But I do not support fur.
However, I once had to work at a company that decided to start making rabbit fur and leather jackets as they barked:
"They will make us MORE cash!!!"
So our quality control man had to visit China once a year to see that the production of goods were running smoothly etc, and he always told me that the worst part of his job was to see the leather tanneries. He just told me that there was so much blood and gore it was unbelieveable. And he also stated that it was truly amazing the entire process right before his eyes. The tanning of hides and the cleaning was so dirty. He went on to tell me how it was also amazing that no one was dropping dead themselves from disease or complete disgust!
Not that some of these workers had a lot of choice in the world's economy of fashion, but they too had a job to do, as did our QC guy from Montreal.

Above all things...including Fashion,
I love animals, and again today I truly wish I would have gone to school to be a Vet instead of an Import Coordinator/Designer. If only I had seen the REAL business while back in highschool when I was blinded by classic 90's Vogue's and Harper's Bazaar. Anyway, I digress of my boring and unglamourous j.Lo fur ridden industry. I hate the use of fur as a pathetic decoration.
A few weeks ago David and I went to The Bata Shoe Museum with his parents that were visiting and there was a First Nations/Aboriginal? (sorry if that isnt the pc name de jour) exhibit showing clothes made of Seal skin, and all sorts of blubber, dried intestines etc.
I was fascinated by how they were able to piece together such creations out of what they had available in -45 weather! and to carve sewing needles out of ivory! amazing artifacts!

I can also say that 100 or more years ago, If I were living in the Arctic regions of Canada; I too would have clubbed a seal to keep warm...and also to feed my children, and or hungry village.

But in 2005, anyone that must club anything to wear with all of the available man-made fabrics on Earth...is truly out of fashion.


Excerpt from the link below:
http://www.peta.org/mc/factsheet_display.asp?ID=58
Where to ShopLeather alternatives can be found just about anywhere you might shop.
But some places, such as discount shoe and variety stores, offer larger selections.
Designers like Liz Claiborne, Capezio, Sam & Libby, Steve Madden, and
Nike (call 1-800-344-NIKE for a current list of vegan styles) offer an array of nonleather handbags, wallets, and shoes.

For a list of nearly 100 companies that offer nonleather products, order a free copy
of “PETA’s Shopping Guide to Nonleather Products” by mail or by visiting www.CowsAreCool.com.
Shop PETA’s online cruelty-free mall for nonleather clothes, shoes, and accessories at www.PETAMall.com

PERSEPOLIS

Ok. So this is what book I picked up this weekend.
And also what YOU should pick up
(besides cheap women/men)


PERSEPOLIS By Marjane Satrapi

Chances are that if you are an American you know very little about the 1979 Iranian Revolution. "This revolution was normal, and it had to happen," says Marjane Satrapi, author of Persepolis, a totally unique memoir about growing up in Iran after the Shah left power. "Unfortunately, it happened in a country where people were very traditional, and other countries only saw the religious fanatics who made their response public." In her graphic novel, Satrapi, shows readers that these images do not make up the whole story about Iran. Here, she talks freely about what it was like to tell this story with both words and pictures, and why she is so proud of the result.

Persepolis paints an unforgettable portrait of daily life in Iran: of the bewildering contradictions between home life and public life and of the enormous toll repressive regimes exact on the individual spirit. Marjane's child's-eye-view of dethroned emperors, state-sanctioned whippings, and heroes of the revolution allows us to learn as she does the history of this fascinating country and of her own extraordinary family. Intensely personal, profoundly political, and wholly original, Persepolis is at once a story of growing up and a stunning reminder of the human cost of war and political repression. It shows how we carry on, through laughter and tears, in the face of absurdity. And, finally, it introduces us to an irresistible little girl with whom we cannot help but fall in love.

-ON WRITING PERSEPOLIS By Marjane Satrapi, as told to Pantheon staff

http://www.randomhouse.com/pantheon/graphicnovels/persepolis.html

City(e)scape

It is only an idiot who never changes their mind...

So I stumbled down tonight to one of those 'chain-book-stores' on Bloor west street.
I killed a couple of hours searching for the perfect specimen to devour daily on the giant Toronto Rocket (aka: The TTC Subway) off to work.

I just moved to this unusual city in January, and getting anywhere without trying not to make eye contact is a real challenge. I often watch David and admire his subway etiquette. He has been practicing law for three years now and has grown accustomed to well, it's customs.

As we ride to work together, he hardly speaks; yet secretly grabs my hand...but not to make a scene to the fellow TTC/Rocket on-lookers. In the morning for the first few hours, my blue eyes are tired, and my brain hasn't jumped out of bed. I tend to drift off in some sense, so I am guilty of staring people down by 'accident'. I also just can't believe how different this Toronto culture actually is as compared to my former lived-in-cities of Montreal, Vancouver & Edmonton.

In Toronto, they work.

And we work late here. I am used to the luxuries of coffeebreaks "to rest your computer eyes"
and to also save your vision and mind at that! Yet a possible break for eating in the city is rare. But a break is needed as the fatigue wears hard on everyone.
Everyone fills The Rocket when I enter aboard at morning and also at night. It is always totally packed with the entire population whatever time I am on it, I hate this.

Where did all of these people come from?

It's kind of overwhelming.

Suffocating.

The other day the conductor blew a whistle for us to squish on as the doors were about to close. I thought I was in Japan for an instant, not that I have ever been to Japan, but I have studied Kyokushinkai Karate for over 4 years and know enough about the culture there.
So then I wondered if a Japanese man in a navy pillbox type hat and little white pleated gloves would push me in?

Like the poor cattle I witnessed being carted via train yesterday morning, I too managed to arrive to the slaughterhouse on time. I think I want to be a vegetarian now. Sorry Alberta!

So at my job, we can start late as my department leaves around 9pm.
I on the otherhand, try to bolt at the earliest of 6:45!

"How shocking of me!"

Yes, so this may be a complete shock for you, so I must warn beforehand "to-the-lazy-worker"
that the other night David came home at 1:35am. Yes from work.

So now as a newly jewelled crowned Torontonian, I too now both live for WORK, and also for resting my head at night.