Well, I do have an opinion but rather than going into a long drawn out and in-depth discussion, I'll keep it fairly short and simple.
I feel sorry for his beautiful wife Elin. I can only imagine how embarrassing this must be for her.
I just wanted to take quick moment to wish the Montreal Canadiens a Happy 100th Birthday. Last week the Habs celebrated the only way you’d expect, with a poignant and classy display.
Ken Dryden looked awesome and he even pulled the old mask out of retirement. It was the first time he’d worn goalie equipment since he last played for Montreal in 1979…even if he did have to borrow the pads from Carey Price. Long-time trainer Eddie Palchak was there to dump the pucks on the ice one more time.
To cap it all off there’s nothing like a group photo for a keepsake as the legends were joined by the current Canadiens players.
I am of course speaking of organ donations.
I don’t know what they think they’ll need them for but I suppose for some, religious beliefs play a role. Ah yes, it seems like religion enters into almost everything these days. Luckily, I’m not an overly spiritual person.
My local toboggan hill no longer exists as an apartment complex has taken its place but we used to have a great spot located just a short walk from my door where all of the kids would take our crazy carpets or sleds and hurl ourselves with reckless abandon down the steep hill. We would risk bodily harm on each journey from the top to the bottom and slip and fall during our repeated ascents to the top of the hill only to hop on and go one more time. Of course the thrill of the ride wasn’t always enough so we would build a ramp at the bottom of the hill in an attempt to create even more excitement of flying through the air. The fun always outweighed the danger.
I was never a good skater (bad ankles) but that never stopped me from tying the laces of my skates together and throwing them over the hockey stick perched on my shoulder and marching through the deep snow to the ice pad. We’d play games of hockey for hours or just skate around the ice until our faces were numb and red or our feet had reached the limit prior to achieving frostbite. Those were some good times.
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Meanwhile, Cal Naughton Jr. liked to "picture Jesus wearing a tuxedo t-shirt because it says I'm formal, but I'm here to party." 
Luckily the article came with photographic evidence and you can clearly see the iron is worn from years of use. I suppose if you were to narrow your eyes you could visualize that the damaged area was shaped similar to the head of a person. But when I do this, I don’t see Jesus. I see a balding man that kind of looks like Benjamin Franklin.
The table is clearly segregated. The white kids on one side and Franklin has to sit by himself all alone on the other side. Not only that but Franklin gets stuck with the broken lawn chair that forces him to sit lower than the rest of them.
Any Canadian or anyone who lives in a place where we spend close to half the year dealing with these bloody awful conditions, knows it’s best to prepare ahead of time then to be caught off guard.
Just a couple more things I would suggest and these are things that drive me nuts. I always clean my car off before I hit the road. I’ll clear the windshield, side windows, rear window, hood, roof and trunk along with my lights and license plate. How many times have you watched a car go by and someone has only turned their wipers on to get a view but their mirrors, side windows, headlights, back window and plate are still covered. These people need to be fined. In all my years I can’t recall ever seeing a cop pull someone over for this. I’m not saying they don’t, just that I’ve never seen it. They’re endangering others on the road and pedestrians as well.
I don’t think I'd be wrong in saying that pretty much everyone has some Pet Peeves that annoys the “h-e-double-hockey-sticks” out of them. It could be the slightest most obscure thing but every time you see, hear or experience it, it’s as exasperating as someone dragging their fingernails down a chalkboard.
This isn’t just limited to young female drivers. Just the other day I had two women over 30 (one in her 60’s at least) ride my ass and then pass without signals only to speed away. I was doing 90 km/h in an 80 km/h zone and I felt like I was standing still. I realize that not all women drivers are like this and men can be just as guilty but more and more I’ll see someone driving this way and before I get a good look at them I’ll say, “I bet it’s a woman” and 9 times out of 10…it usually is. 
When I make a reservation, I always explain that I need a table with chairs so I know I’ll have room. It’s a bit embarrassing but this is the way it has to be. I take it as a slap to the face and it is a little upsetting when the solution suggested by a restaurant employee is to place a chair at the end of a booth, thus placing me in the aisle or walkway. As if I wasn’t already feeling uncomfortable.
With the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver / Whistler B.C. less than 100 days away, I can honestly say, I’m not all that excited yet.
While it’s nice to see the women’s team do well, the real pressure lies on the men’s team. The team has yet to be officially announced but will be filled with Canada’s best NHL players. The selection of this team receives more attention and discussion then any other topic in Canada. Canadians are more passionate about hockey than almost any other topic. Sure there are some who could care less but overall it is something that a lot of Canadians feel strongly about. We take pride in our hockey ability and hate it when another country beats us. It does happen from time to time though. 
