This is my all time favorite reality show. Now that isn't a big pool to choose from, since the only other ones I watch are Survivor and recently Big Brother. And even then, The Amazing Race is the only one I actually plan ahead to watch. The others are more flipping through the channels and saying, "Oh yeah, Survivor's on".
Anyway, I was extremely disappointed that the Survivor couple is on there. It reeks of desperation from CBS. And if they happen to win, they damn well better donate the money. One of them already one on Survivor (I think it was the allstars one). They don't need any more money.
So, I'm looking over the people in this Race at CBS.com and I'm noticing more and more the "token" people.
For example, I see a picture of Ray and Deana, and I can almost guarantee that they will be screaming at each other every week. Then of course there's the token senior couple, the token brothers, etc. And while the eye candy has been nice in recent seasons, I'd love to see a season with no "Dating Models" or "Dating Actors" or "Actor/Models". This isn't a soap opera, just pick people with personality and some sense of intelligence and the show will work fine.
Here's to another season of the only reality show on TV worth dedicating an hour of your week to.
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Here's a thought
I was in my climate change class tonight and a very interesting point was raised.
If we all became vegetarians, would animals like the chicken, cow, and pig go extinct?
The vast majority of these animals on the planet are there because we breed them to be there. So if we all stopped eating meat we would no longer raise these animals. Well, cows I suppose we would still use for milk. But the chickens and pigs would be in trouble. I can't imagine chickens and pigs in the wild. I know they must exist in the wild, but I've just never thought about it. So, would these animals just die off from predation, or would they find a way to thrive in the wild? I guess it would take a biologist or wildlife expert to find out.
Where's David Suzuki when you need him?
If we all became vegetarians, would animals like the chicken, cow, and pig go extinct?
The vast majority of these animals on the planet are there because we breed them to be there. So if we all stopped eating meat we would no longer raise these animals. Well, cows I suppose we would still use for milk. But the chickens and pigs would be in trouble. I can't imagine chickens and pigs in the wild. I know they must exist in the wild, but I've just never thought about it. So, would these animals just die off from predation, or would they find a way to thrive in the wild? I guess it would take a biologist or wildlife expert to find out.
Where's David Suzuki when you need him?
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Laughing out loud
It's something none of us do often enough, but this got a little chuckle out of me:
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The doctor said, "Joe, the good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad
news is that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition, which
causes your testicles to press on your spine, and the pressure creates one hell
of a headache. The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the
testicles."
Joe was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live for. He
couldn't concentrate long enough to answer, but decided he had no choice but
to go under the knife.
When he left the hospital he was without a headache for the first time in 20
years, but he felt like he was missing an important part of himself. As he
walked down the street, he realized that he felt like a different person. He
could make a new beginning and live a new life. He saw a men's clothing store &
thought, "That's what I need - a new suit."
He entered the shop and told the salesman, "I'd like a new suit." The elderly
tailor eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see ... size 44 long." Joe laughed,
"That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60 years!" Joe tried
on the suit. It fit perfectly.
As Joe admired himself in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new
shirt?" Joe thought for a moment and then said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Joe
and said, "Let's see, 34 sleeve & 16-1/2 neck." Again, Joe was surprised,
"That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60 years!"
Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Joe adjusted the collar in
the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?" Joe was on a roll and
said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Joe's feet and said, "Let's see ... 9-1/2 E."
Joe was astonished, "That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60
years!"
Joe tried on the shoes and they fit perfectly. Joe walked comfortably around
the shop and the salesman asked, "How about some new underwear?" Joe thought
for a second and said, "Sure." The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe's waist and
said, "Let's see... size 36."
Joe laughed. "Ah ha! I got you! I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old."
The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. A size 34 underwear
would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one
hell of a headache.
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You're welcome.
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The doctor said, "Joe, the good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad
news is that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition, which
causes your testicles to press on your spine, and the pressure creates one hell
of a headache. The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the
testicles."
Joe was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live for. He
couldn't concentrate long enough to answer, but decided he had no choice but
to go under the knife.
When he left the hospital he was without a headache for the first time in 20
years, but he felt like he was missing an important part of himself. As he
walked down the street, he realized that he felt like a different person. He
could make a new beginning and live a new life. He saw a men's clothing store &
thought, "That's what I need - a new suit."
He entered the shop and told the salesman, "I'd like a new suit." The elderly
tailor eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see ... size 44 long." Joe laughed,
"That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60 years!" Joe tried
on the suit. It fit perfectly.
As Joe admired himself in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new
shirt?" Joe thought for a moment and then said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Joe
and said, "Let's see, 34 sleeve & 16-1/2 neck." Again, Joe was surprised,
"That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60 years!"
Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Joe adjusted the collar in
the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?" Joe was on a roll and
said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Joe's feet and said, "Let's see ... 9-1/2 E."
Joe was astonished, "That's right, how did you know?" "Been in the business 60
years!"
Joe tried on the shoes and they fit perfectly. Joe walked comfortably around
the shop and the salesman asked, "How about some new underwear?" Joe thought
for a second and said, "Sure." The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe's waist and
said, "Let's see... size 36."
Joe laughed. "Ah ha! I got you! I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old."
The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. A size 34 underwear
would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one
hell of a headache.
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You're welcome.
Welcome to the blog world Dani
Everyone visit Dani's blog, it's amazing.
http://bobanie.blogspot.com/
http://bobanie.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Here's what'll happen
The NHL offered $42.5 mill, the PA responds with $49 mill. Sometime during the night or early tomorrow morning the NHL will reject the PAs proposal, the PA will come back with another offere which will be rejected, but then tomorrow's press conference will be delayed till about 5 pm, where they'll anounce a deal in the neighbourhood of $45.5 mill. Take it to the bank.
They're only $6.5 million dollars apart now, and if they can't bridge that gap then Gary and Bob both deserve to be fired.
Onto other business, my thesis project is moving along nicely. The pre-development phase is taking longer than I thought. I kinda figured I'd be programming by now, but I've still got over 6 months to get it done. No problem...right?
They're only $6.5 million dollars apart now, and if they can't bridge that gap then Gary and Bob both deserve to be fired.
Onto other business, my thesis project is moving along nicely. The pre-development phase is taking longer than I thought. I kinda figured I'd be programming by now, but I've still got over 6 months to get it done. No problem...right?
Friday, February 04, 2005
They're finally talking!
If only they had started this process two years ago when it was sensible to do so, we'd be speculating about this year's trade deadline and who would win the Sidney Crosby race. Instead we're speculating about if there will be a season and who will win the ego battle.
I've been thinking the last week that this whole thing would have been different if there was a player's strike instead. The speculation was that if Bettman didn't lock the players out that they would have went on strike. If that was the case, then the players couldn't go around stealing paycheques from players who actually need it (Hatcher, Draper, Chelios, Jackman, etc). We also wouldn't keep hearing "It's Gary's lockout". As if they players had nothing to do with it. Of course with a strike, bringing in replacement players would have been easier provided they could get through the pickets.
It's food for thought anyway.
I've been thinking the last week that this whole thing would have been different if there was a player's strike instead. The speculation was that if Bettman didn't lock the players out that they would have went on strike. If that was the case, then the players couldn't go around stealing paycheques from players who actually need it (Hatcher, Draper, Chelios, Jackman, etc). We also wouldn't keep hearing "It's Gary's lockout". As if they players had nothing to do with it. Of course with a strike, bringing in replacement players would have been easier provided they could get through the pickets.
It's food for thought anyway.
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Inspiration
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past me I will turn to see fear's path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past me I will turn to see fear's path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
-Litany Against Fear,
Frank Herbert's "Children of Dune"
Frank Herbert's "Children of Dune"
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
"We say more by saying nothing at all"
I can't come up with titles, so I'm using random song lyrics from whatever I'm listening to.
Well, I realized today that one of my profs is slightly insane. He's knowledgeable, fun, and a good teacher, but he kept talking about his hamster. I'm sitting at the back of the class next week.
Hey, I just realized that the title I picked completely contradicts the fact that I'm typing in a blog. Oh well.
I must also recognize the newest addition to the blogging community out of people I know. Matt's blog is shaping up nicely, it's in my side panel if you're interested. I also found out today that I have to re-take a road test which I took 5 years ago since my license expired. This is a message to all the procrastinators out there:
GET IT DONE, AND GET IT DONE NOW! I'm not too worried, I'm just out of practice since I haven't driven in over a year. Should feel nice to get back behind the wheel though.
I went to play pool with a friend of mine last weekend and realized how much I suck. I guess it's a matter of practice, I don't play that often. I did manage to win a game, but only because my opponent sank the 8-ball. I can't remember the last time I won a game by actually beating my opponent as opposed to my opponent screwing up.
I also found out this week that I'm going to spend the next 8 months writing a piece of software to display borehole data (among other things) in a GIS. If that last sentence was gibberish (jibberish? What's the proper spelling? I have no idea), then don't worry, you're just like 90% of the population. I'm excited though, and I'll definately learn a lot.
And finally, I'd like to recognize Trevor Linden, as he must have read my earlier post on the NHL lockout and been inspired to restart negotiations. Nice work Trevor! So all you hockey fans, if these new talks end in a new agreement, you have me to thank!
I own all.
Well, I realized today that one of my profs is slightly insane. He's knowledgeable, fun, and a good teacher, but he kept talking about his hamster. I'm sitting at the back of the class next week.
Hey, I just realized that the title I picked completely contradicts the fact that I'm typing in a blog. Oh well.
I must also recognize the newest addition to the blogging community out of people I know. Matt's blog is shaping up nicely, it's in my side panel if you're interested. I also found out today that I have to re-take a road test which I took 5 years ago since my license expired. This is a message to all the procrastinators out there:
GET IT DONE, AND GET IT DONE NOW! I'm not too worried, I'm just out of practice since I haven't driven in over a year. Should feel nice to get back behind the wheel though.
I went to play pool with a friend of mine last weekend and realized how much I suck. I guess it's a matter of practice, I don't play that often. I did manage to win a game, but only because my opponent sank the 8-ball. I can't remember the last time I won a game by actually beating my opponent as opposed to my opponent screwing up.
I also found out this week that I'm going to spend the next 8 months writing a piece of software to display borehole data (among other things) in a GIS. If that last sentence was gibberish (jibberish? What's the proper spelling? I have no idea), then don't worry, you're just like 90% of the population. I'm excited though, and I'll definately learn a lot.
And finally, I'd like to recognize Trevor Linden, as he must have read my earlier post on the NHL lockout and been inspired to restart negotiations. Nice work Trevor! So all you hockey fans, if these new talks end in a new agreement, you have me to thank!
I own all.
Getting To Know Me
Okay, so I got one of those emails where you fill in all this info about yourself and send it to people, so here are my answers:
1. What time did you get up this morning? 10:00 am...then 10:45 am.
2.. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I want to say Team America, but that's not right, I saw something a couple weeks later.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Simpsons (of course)
5. What did you have for breakfast? Cheerios
6. What is your middle name? Dwight
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Anything with chicken
8. What foods do you dislike? Tuna and Cabbage
9. What is your favorite chip flavor? Lays BBQ
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Incubus - A Crow Left Of The Murder
11. What kind of car do you drive? I have a chauffer...the bus driver.
12. Favorite sandwich? Roast Beef sub with sweet onion sauce from Subway.
13. What characteristics do you despise? Stupidity, poor grammar.
14. Favorite item of clothing? My Avs jersey.
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Ireland or Australia
16. What color is your bathroom? Ugly Yellow
17. Favorite brand of clothing? Whatever costs the least and still looks good.
18. Where would you retire to? A luxury box at a hockey arena.
19. Favorite time of day? Whenever I get off work.
20. What was your most memorable birthday? The one where I got my tonsils out. That was '94 I think...so, my 12th?
21. Favorite sport to watch? Well, usually hockey, but until it starts up again, I'll have to say...Cricket
22. Who you least expect to send this back to you? Bob Dole...he never answers my fan letters.
23. Person you expect to send it back first? Samuel L. Jackson. We're tight like that.
24. What fabric detergent do you use? Umm, the one in the blue bottle under my kitchen table.
25.Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi
26. What makes you most happy about the world? My unending optimism
27. What makes you sad about the world? People who complain endlessly that have no business complaining in the first place.
28. Order at a coffee shop? Medium double-double, but only at Tim Horton's since what they sell isn't coffee, it's liquid crack.
1. What time did you get up this morning? 10:00 am...then 10:45 am.
2.. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I want to say Team America, but that's not right, I saw something a couple weeks later.
4. What is your favorite TV show? Simpsons (of course)
5. What did you have for breakfast? Cheerios
6. What is your middle name? Dwight
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Anything with chicken
8. What foods do you dislike? Tuna and Cabbage
9. What is your favorite chip flavor? Lays BBQ
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Incubus - A Crow Left Of The Murder
11. What kind of car do you drive? I have a chauffer...the bus driver.
12. Favorite sandwich? Roast Beef sub with sweet onion sauce from Subway.
13. What characteristics do you despise? Stupidity, poor grammar.
14. Favorite item of clothing? My Avs jersey.
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Ireland or Australia
16. What color is your bathroom? Ugly Yellow
17. Favorite brand of clothing? Whatever costs the least and still looks good.
18. Where would you retire to? A luxury box at a hockey arena.
19. Favorite time of day? Whenever I get off work.
20. What was your most memorable birthday? The one where I got my tonsils out. That was '94 I think...so, my 12th?
21. Favorite sport to watch? Well, usually hockey, but until it starts up again, I'll have to say...Cricket
22. Who you least expect to send this back to you? Bob Dole...he never answers my fan letters.
23. Person you expect to send it back first? Samuel L. Jackson. We're tight like that.
24. What fabric detergent do you use? Umm, the one in the blue bottle under my kitchen table.
25.Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi
26. What makes you most happy about the world? My unending optimism
27. What makes you sad about the world? People who complain endlessly that have no business complaining in the first place.
28. Order at a coffee shop? Medium double-double, but only at Tim Horton's since what they sell isn't coffee, it's liquid crack.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Excuse me, Mr. Modano...
We really don't mean to bother you, but Bob sent us to talk to you. Hey! Get back here! That's better.
You see Mike, Bob read the comments you made a few hours ago and, well, he wasn't too pleased. Now, you're a superstar in this league, and what you say matters. Your opinion carries weight. We're here to tell you what your opinion should be. Because, well, it seems you were misquoted this morning. Something about the players being nervous? That couldn't have been right. So you are going to tell those reporters that you were misunderstood this morning, and that the players are as together as they've ever been. If you don't? Well, let's just say that there may be an....unfortunate accident. Understand? Excellent. Thanks for the cooperation Mike.
Now, I'm not saying that the NHLPA would resort to these tactics, but it does seem that every player who says the slightest thing anti-union tends to change their tune awful fast. And to be honest, I'm getting sick of it all. The rhetoric, the retractions, the 4 months of complete nothing. One offer, one counter offer. Four months. If real companies and unions operated this way they'd be underground in no time. So now, we sit here for the next two weeks waiting for something, anything, hoping that someone will break.
Hoping that someone, anywhere, will get off their pigheaded stance. The lack of negotiation still boggles my mind. Let's pray that someone decides that the fans are what's important here, and that we are sick and tired of watching a bunch of overpaid millionaires (players and owners) whine about how to divide hundreds of millions of dollars. Fortunately, I have a solution:
-Fire Bettman
-Fire Goodenow
-Fire anyone else who's been directly involved in the "negotiations"
-Bring in Brian Burke to represent the owners' interests.
-Bring in a panel of current and former players.
-Have an independant moderator and debate for 3-4 days straight. If there is no consensus, bring in an independent arbitrator to hear the arguments for another 3-4 days and have the arbitrator draft up a CBA to be used for what's left of this season and all of next season with scheduled negotiation sessions every month from now until a new CBA can be agreed upon.
But of course that will never happen. That would involve putting the fans first. What a concept. We pay their salaries, we fund their arenas, we buy their merchandise and concessions. We spend hours upon hours pining over these teams, living and dying with them. We are the reason that they all have jobs.
I don't care who solves it as long as it gets solved. We all know it can't be solved if the sides aren't talking. I want a solution that is sensible. I want a solution that will work in the long term. I want a solution that keeps this league running healty for years to come.
I want hockey.
You see Mike, Bob read the comments you made a few hours ago and, well, he wasn't too pleased. Now, you're a superstar in this league, and what you say matters. Your opinion carries weight. We're here to tell you what your opinion should be. Because, well, it seems you were misquoted this morning. Something about the players being nervous? That couldn't have been right. So you are going to tell those reporters that you were misunderstood this morning, and that the players are as together as they've ever been. If you don't? Well, let's just say that there may be an....unfortunate accident. Understand? Excellent. Thanks for the cooperation Mike.
Now, I'm not saying that the NHLPA would resort to these tactics, but it does seem that every player who says the slightest thing anti-union tends to change their tune awful fast. And to be honest, I'm getting sick of it all. The rhetoric, the retractions, the 4 months of complete nothing. One offer, one counter offer. Four months. If real companies and unions operated this way they'd be underground in no time. So now, we sit here for the next two weeks waiting for something, anything, hoping that someone will break.
Hoping that someone, anywhere, will get off their pigheaded stance. The lack of negotiation still boggles my mind. Let's pray that someone decides that the fans are what's important here, and that we are sick and tired of watching a bunch of overpaid millionaires (players and owners) whine about how to divide hundreds of millions of dollars. Fortunately, I have a solution:
-Fire Bettman
-Fire Goodenow
-Fire anyone else who's been directly involved in the "negotiations"
-Bring in Brian Burke to represent the owners' interests.
-Bring in a panel of current and former players.
-Have an independant moderator and debate for 3-4 days straight. If there is no consensus, bring in an independent arbitrator to hear the arguments for another 3-4 days and have the arbitrator draft up a CBA to be used for what's left of this season and all of next season with scheduled negotiation sessions every month from now until a new CBA can be agreed upon.
But of course that will never happen. That would involve putting the fans first. What a concept. We pay their salaries, we fund their arenas, we buy their merchandise and concessions. We spend hours upon hours pining over these teams, living and dying with them. We are the reason that they all have jobs.
I don't care who solves it as long as it gets solved. We all know it can't be solved if the sides aren't talking. I want a solution that is sensible. I want a solution that will work in the long term. I want a solution that keeps this league running healty for years to come.
I want hockey.
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