Howdy sloppy drunks!
Back in the office today and wanting to touch on some very real, very important issues. For starters I would like to go in depth on the whole hunger and poverty situation that one in every thirty six American's face; I would like to go as far as I can with this, ok maybe I just did. I mean seriously people! Wake up! Hunger? Poverty? Aren't these more third world sort of issues? When people fail at life or have some pretty nasty curve balls thrown in their direction; they tend to abandon all hope in the personal gratification part of their lives, they tend to simply give up. I understand hunger and poverty are very important/touchy subjects; why then do we allow our fellow brethren to go hungry, why do we sit back and do absolutely nothing while some people can't even eat?
Now I'm not talking about the crack heads and drunks that frequently roam the streets looking for free hand outs; rather I am referring to the good people, the honest people that have had some pretty bad luck. I am talking about people just like you and me. If this can happen to people like them, who's to say it can't happen to us? I know that we all think it could never be that bad for us; that no matter what we have people who love us and would never sit back and do nothing while we go hungry, well the same is true for the others. If you think for one second that those who have exhausted all options; those who have tried everything they could to get back on top, don't have loved ones that are there for them...yet still sit back and allow them to go hungry, you are sorely mistaken! It doesn't take much to slip to the bottom of life's cruel and often times climactic societal status pole, in fact in this day and age, it is rather easy to slip to the bottom and damn near impossible to climb back up.
We can all make donations and wear t-shirts and twitter about it; however, nothing will ever make things right. What we have here people...is a failure to communicate. Failure to help those who need it. Failure to acknowledge real issues. Failure to give a fuck about our fellow people. I myself can sit back and say that this blog will help make a difference; but the truth is, without actually going out and force feeding some hungry guy, I am not really doing much myself. The only simple answer is that we need to be more aware of what causes the hunger and poverty in the first place and the people who can actually make a difference (celebrities, politicians, wealthy people), should indeed do their best to fix it!
I know a lot of you might ask why I even give a shit about the state of affairs in the good ol' U.S. of A...the answer is simply that the past has proven to us all that it starts there and slowly trickles upward to our beautiful country that would never allow hungry people to suffer and die. You see; the United States are like a viral infection that spreads without warning and infects as many as it can without offering the hope of an anti-virus. If you think what I am saying is wrong; well you're entitled to your opinion, however if you do decide to disagree with me, you are one hundred percent playing into the self centered attitude and constant denial that most Americans exude so comfortably.
Without digging myself too much of a shallow grave; I will change directions here, I will now briefly talk about one American toy I can't live without. I recently downloaded the new 3.0 software upgrade for my iPhone; I will admit that this has made my life so much more enjoyable, I will also admit that I am a total nerd for getting this excited about a software upgrade. I love the fact that I can now turn my phone to landscape for text, I love the fact that I can now cut/copy/paste, I love all of the new features. I have only one bone to pick; why in the fuck didn't they upgrade the camera? I want to join the rest of the world that can already take video recordings with their normal cell phones! I mean seriously, I have a super cell phone that does everything and guess what, when you need to find out how many people just farted in a room...there's an app for that! Yet I still can't take video's with my iPhone! Major upset! (*touches fingers to head in a salute*). Maybe after they are done promoting the new 3G-s (which ironically enough does include video capabilities); we will get another software upgrade, and maybe, just maybe this software upgrade will allow us to use video on our iPhone's. I'm wishing for the best.
Until the next hangover,
-Digiddy
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Day Thirteen At the Office
Hello all my fellow bloggers and drinkers and humanoids.
I apologize for my brief hiatus from blogging; I have been extremely busy and a lot has been happening in my personal life, I had a recent death in the family and things have been pretty crazy.
I know that writing about a lot of the happenings in my life helps me to release the emotions I would normally bottle up; however lately it seems that I have been able to deal with these emotions in real time, rather than bottle them up or write about them. I know this takes away from the whole idea of following my blog to see what's going on in the world of Digiddy; but I think if we all try really really hard, we'll all get over it!
So as I said before; I have recently gone through a death in the family, it has been hard on the whole family. Losing a loved one is never easy and seeing all the hurt and pain that can fill one room is often hard to deal with. I know that every time I have to endure the news of another loved one passing away, it tends to help me open my eyes a little more. I can appreciate all the things I have in my life because I know that all of these things can be gone in a heart beat. Everything we know and love and everyone we care about or think that we can't live without, all of this can disappear in a single breath. It's important for us to understand these facts of life so that we can all appreciate what is in front of us and never take any second of it for granted.
Aside from the passing of my uncle (RIP); I have been working a butt load to pay the bills, which is another thing I want to talk about. Why is it that we have to pay bills? I mean I understand that we are paying for services rendered; but when you really look at it, I mean seriously bring things under a bright light and powerful microscope, we are all getting hosed!
Take for example the incredibly powerful strangle hold that the good people of Shaw Cable have on those of us who are forced (due to lack of other cable service providers in Alberta) to deal with them. I know a lot of you will instantly ask why I don't just switch to satellite; for this I have another very stupid answer, I'm not allowed. You see I live in a condo downtown and when I asked the condo board for approval to install a satellite, I was told no. I was very persistent in the matter and asked for the condo board to at least send out a bulletin with a consensus asking other owners if they would agree to overturn the boards ruling; I was also very generous and offered to pay for a dish to be installed on the roof of the building and would allow other residents to buy a receiver and tune in to my signal, I still got a no. This being said; I am forced to deal with peasant vision and crappy at best, Shaw service. So I did what anyone else would do, I went for the total bundle. Not only am I getting my cable for my TV provided to me; I am also getting my phone and internet services provided to me by the good people at Shaw Cable, I can't even begin to tell you how easy this has made life for me............................pfffffffffffffft!!!! YA FUCKIN RIGHT!!!!
Shaw Cable has fucked me over so many times and I have been dealing with them without flawed payments for over ten years now! These bastards have lied to me, cut me off for payments not received (kind of hard to make a payment when I don't receive a bill in the mail), been rude to me on the phone, put me on hold for a minimum of half an hour EVERY time I call and last but not least, they have sold me more than one refurbished cable box and claimed they were new, only to have them break down and then get told that there is nothing they can do about it.
Last week I absolutely lost my shit on the good people at Shaw Cable; I was spoken down to in person by a pole smoking goof, who must have mistaken me for someone who wouldn't reach over the counter and smack the shit out of his boy kissing face! After I stormed out of the great customer service office of Shaw Cable; I immediately placed a call to the head office and reamed out a perfect stranger and in some very kind words, I told him to cancel all of my Shaw services.
Had I of known this would be so easy I would have done it long ago; you see they are so threatened by losing out on the twenty five hundred dollars a year that I spend on their half ass service that they offered to replace my high definition dual tuner cable box with a brand new one and they also told me they would knock off the last two pay per view events I had ordered and not received, yet was still charged for. I was amazed at how easily this victory was obtained, especially since the battle has been raging since '02', seven years of calling in to have my bill adjusted and seven years of faulty cable boxes and seven years of rude customer service representatives...all of it put in the past and me standing on the top of the mountain doing the victory dance. The lesson I can take from this would have to be one of justice for those who are prepared to make the appropriate threats at the appropriate time.
I am again apologizing to all of you who actually keep up with my blog and enjoy my views and outspoken opinions on life in general and all of the shit in between. I will be in the office more often and I will be banging my fingers away at this keyboard until I have been heard and felt by those who most need to hear and feel me! Until that time, here I sit, iTunes blasting, dog farting, crack heads screaming, and me pouring the fluids of life.....booze baby!
Drinks in the air and some on the ground for the dead hommies, gone but not forgotten (RIP Uncle Chuck).
-Digiddy
I apologize for my brief hiatus from blogging; I have been extremely busy and a lot has been happening in my personal life, I had a recent death in the family and things have been pretty crazy.
I know that writing about a lot of the happenings in my life helps me to release the emotions I would normally bottle up; however lately it seems that I have been able to deal with these emotions in real time, rather than bottle them up or write about them. I know this takes away from the whole idea of following my blog to see what's going on in the world of Digiddy; but I think if we all try really really hard, we'll all get over it!
So as I said before; I have recently gone through a death in the family, it has been hard on the whole family. Losing a loved one is never easy and seeing all the hurt and pain that can fill one room is often hard to deal with. I know that every time I have to endure the news of another loved one passing away, it tends to help me open my eyes a little more. I can appreciate all the things I have in my life because I know that all of these things can be gone in a heart beat. Everything we know and love and everyone we care about or think that we can't live without, all of this can disappear in a single breath. It's important for us to understand these facts of life so that we can all appreciate what is in front of us and never take any second of it for granted.
Aside from the passing of my uncle (RIP); I have been working a butt load to pay the bills, which is another thing I want to talk about. Why is it that we have to pay bills? I mean I understand that we are paying for services rendered; but when you really look at it, I mean seriously bring things under a bright light and powerful microscope, we are all getting hosed!
Take for example the incredibly powerful strangle hold that the good people of Shaw Cable have on those of us who are forced (due to lack of other cable service providers in Alberta) to deal with them. I know a lot of you will instantly ask why I don't just switch to satellite; for this I have another very stupid answer, I'm not allowed. You see I live in a condo downtown and when I asked the condo board for approval to install a satellite, I was told no. I was very persistent in the matter and asked for the condo board to at least send out a bulletin with a consensus asking other owners if they would agree to overturn the boards ruling; I was also very generous and offered to pay for a dish to be installed on the roof of the building and would allow other residents to buy a receiver and tune in to my signal, I still got a no. This being said; I am forced to deal with peasant vision and crappy at best, Shaw service. So I did what anyone else would do, I went for the total bundle. Not only am I getting my cable for my TV provided to me; I am also getting my phone and internet services provided to me by the good people at Shaw Cable, I can't even begin to tell you how easy this has made life for me............................pfffffffffffffft!!!! YA FUCKIN RIGHT!!!!
Shaw Cable has fucked me over so many times and I have been dealing with them without flawed payments for over ten years now! These bastards have lied to me, cut me off for payments not received (kind of hard to make a payment when I don't receive a bill in the mail), been rude to me on the phone, put me on hold for a minimum of half an hour EVERY time I call and last but not least, they have sold me more than one refurbished cable box and claimed they were new, only to have them break down and then get told that there is nothing they can do about it.
Last week I absolutely lost my shit on the good people at Shaw Cable; I was spoken down to in person by a pole smoking goof, who must have mistaken me for someone who wouldn't reach over the counter and smack the shit out of his boy kissing face! After I stormed out of the great customer service office of Shaw Cable; I immediately placed a call to the head office and reamed out a perfect stranger and in some very kind words, I told him to cancel all of my Shaw services.
Had I of known this would be so easy I would have done it long ago; you see they are so threatened by losing out on the twenty five hundred dollars a year that I spend on their half ass service that they offered to replace my high definition dual tuner cable box with a brand new one and they also told me they would knock off the last two pay per view events I had ordered and not received, yet was still charged for. I was amazed at how easily this victory was obtained, especially since the battle has been raging since '02', seven years of calling in to have my bill adjusted and seven years of faulty cable boxes and seven years of rude customer service representatives...all of it put in the past and me standing on the top of the mountain doing the victory dance. The lesson I can take from this would have to be one of justice for those who are prepared to make the appropriate threats at the appropriate time.
I am again apologizing to all of you who actually keep up with my blog and enjoy my views and outspoken opinions on life in general and all of the shit in between. I will be in the office more often and I will be banging my fingers away at this keyboard until I have been heard and felt by those who most need to hear and feel me! Until that time, here I sit, iTunes blasting, dog farting, crack heads screaming, and me pouring the fluids of life.....booze baby!
Drinks in the air and some on the ground for the dead hommies, gone but not forgotten (RIP Uncle Chuck).
-Digiddy
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Day Twelve At the Office
What is up my peoples!
Just a quick one today. Giving shouts out to all of those who found the time to make it out to the Yardhouse on 17th Ave this past Sunday. We threw a great event and had a great time; lots of good people came down, lots of good people donated as well.
On Sunday we had a benefit for the Ride to Conquer Cancer in honor of Penny Parker (Sean Parker's mom); it was a great event and a complete success! Unofficially we raised about 13k towards her Ride to Conquer Cancer and more importantly, we helped raise some awareness to a few hundred people. It's one thing to come down and support the cause and donate; but it's another thing to educate yourself or allow yourself to be educated, on the facts of Cancer and some of the organizations that do their part to help not only raise awareness, but also to help find a cure.
The band (Static in the Stars) was great! Explosive acoustic set that had everyone; inside and out, on their feet. The crowd was great and the staff were solid; we had a very good day and had fun serving all you loyal people, thank you so much for the support!
Take a minute to raise your glasses,
-Digiddy
Just a quick one today. Giving shouts out to all of those who found the time to make it out to the Yardhouse on 17th Ave this past Sunday. We threw a great event and had a great time; lots of good people came down, lots of good people donated as well.
On Sunday we had a benefit for the Ride to Conquer Cancer in honor of Penny Parker (Sean Parker's mom); it was a great event and a complete success! Unofficially we raised about 13k towards her Ride to Conquer Cancer and more importantly, we helped raise some awareness to a few hundred people. It's one thing to come down and support the cause and donate; but it's another thing to educate yourself or allow yourself to be educated, on the facts of Cancer and some of the organizations that do their part to help not only raise awareness, but also to help find a cure.
The band (Static in the Stars) was great! Explosive acoustic set that had everyone; inside and out, on their feet. The crowd was great and the staff were solid; we had a very good day and had fun serving all you loyal people, thank you so much for the support!
Take a minute to raise your glasses,
-Digiddy
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Day Eleven At the Office
Hello all you sun worshipers!
Today is Lilac Festival in my home city. It's a great little festival that showcases all the small business and artistic talents of the inner cities fine folks; it brings people in from all over the city, to frolic the usually busy 4th street and the subculture along the way down 17th Ave. I love the 'hippy' undertone of the whole festival and the way it attracts people from all walks of life.
Today is also a special day at my work. As a guy who's family and heart have been touched by Cancer; I have to take this opportunity to tell you all about the happenings at the Yardhouse on 17th Ave today, we are throwing a bit of a party. This party isn't the normal Lilac Festival type of shindig; rather this party is for a very solid cause, The Ride to Conquer Cancer. My manager and friend, Sean Parker, has put together a spectacular affair today; all in the name of his mother Penny Parker and her battle with breast cancer. He has mustard up some live music, some great people, some loyal staff members and a whole lot of interested minds.
In an industry that is money hungry and somewhat devout of heart; Parker has managed to convince the owners to donate all the food and beverage sales on the day to the cause, he has also without a word, convinced staff to donate their time and wages to the cause as well. I myself am taking it a step further; I will be donating ALL of my tips on the day to the cause, I will also enlist the help of all my friends and followers to come on down and have something to eat and drink...remember that EVERYTHING is being donated!
I promise you all a good time and I also appreciate any of you who do take the time out to swing by and say hi. The band starts around 2PM and the festivities will be going on all day and all night. If you or anyone you know has been touched by cancer in any way; this is your chance to help find a cure, please don't hesitate to come on in and have a good time.
Pouring all day for free so come see me!
-Digiddy
Today is Lilac Festival in my home city. It's a great little festival that showcases all the small business and artistic talents of the inner cities fine folks; it brings people in from all over the city, to frolic the usually busy 4th street and the subculture along the way down 17th Ave. I love the 'hippy' undertone of the whole festival and the way it attracts people from all walks of life.
Today is also a special day at my work. As a guy who's family and heart have been touched by Cancer; I have to take this opportunity to tell you all about the happenings at the Yardhouse on 17th Ave today, we are throwing a bit of a party. This party isn't the normal Lilac Festival type of shindig; rather this party is for a very solid cause, The Ride to Conquer Cancer. My manager and friend, Sean Parker, has put together a spectacular affair today; all in the name of his mother Penny Parker and her battle with breast cancer. He has mustard up some live music, some great people, some loyal staff members and a whole lot of interested minds.
In an industry that is money hungry and somewhat devout of heart; Parker has managed to convince the owners to donate all the food and beverage sales on the day to the cause, he has also without a word, convinced staff to donate their time and wages to the cause as well. I myself am taking it a step further; I will be donating ALL of my tips on the day to the cause, I will also enlist the help of all my friends and followers to come on down and have something to eat and drink...remember that EVERYTHING is being donated!
I promise you all a good time and I also appreciate any of you who do take the time out to swing by and say hi. The band starts around 2PM and the festivities will be going on all day and all night. If you or anyone you know has been touched by cancer in any way; this is your chance to help find a cure, please don't hesitate to come on in and have a good time.
Pouring all day for free so come see me!
-Digiddy
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Day Ten At the Office
Good day all you beer guzzlers!
Today is a good day! I could honestly stop right there with no more to add; you know me though, I will for sure add my two cents about a whole lot..good day or bad, I will NOT be silenced.
I guess to explain myself a little more clearly; I will tell you all a little bit about my weekend, I will talk a bit about a buddy of mine we will call 'Sherm' (to protect his real identity) and his trendy/obsessive taste for a new beer out there. I will also touch on my first slow pitch game of the season and how we had our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men. Lastly I will bring up yet again how my buddy 'Sherm' is a total lush and could possibly be convinced to drink almost anything that is alcohol based. As a post script I will give my two cents about the over use of 'FML' in 90% of all facebook users status updates these days (I mean seriously people, they don't even use 'FML' on twitter, so lets get with it already!) and how this is something that should be contributed to the EMO culture (YOU ALL NEED HUGS).
WOW! I can't even believe I'm doing this (referring to 'this' as 'doing something somebody told me to do...*clears throat*...rhmhmshermmmhmm); I'm actually complying to a request from facebook, I'm writing this blog solely because I was told to. You see normally when someone tells me what to do I sit back and contemplate all the possible outcomes of my actions; I rarely act out of emotion as this is the nature of the Taurus, this is who I am. In this instance however; I am choosing to go ahead with the literal thrashing of a new beer that has recently hit the markets and is slowly suckering millions of people into paying waaaay too much for a watered down beer with a splash of bar lime. I honestly kind of feel like a thief every time I sell one of these pricey and for the most part flavorless beverages. For fear of legal repercussions I will not call a spade a spade; so no names will be used when referring to this watered down trash tasting, sorry/pathetic excuse for a beer. This weekend I received and signed for a shipment of booze at work; in this shipment I unloaded eight cases of a new product for an existing line of beer, one might even call it the hypathetical 'King of Beers'. I myself wouldn't know anything about that. I knew as I was hauling the booze order into the bar that this beer was going to sky rocket off out of the coolers and back up wells. It was a beautiful day and the outside temperature was high so the patio was full; order after order I watched as the caps went popping off this extraordinarely priced drink of water with a touch of beer and bar lime, I couldn't help but shake my head as the masses once again, completely crumbled and conformed to the trickery of the big beer companies that can so obviously fool people into paying 37% more for a smaller bottle of beer (with less alcohol) while smack dab in the middle of a financial crisis and an economic recession.
I don't really want to say it's a bad thing, but I have noticed more people are coming out to drink instead of paying the ridiculous price of twenty seven and change for a twelve of watered down bar lime with a splash of beer.
So I think I've spent enough time on that whole subject; just remember people, this my opinion and it doesn't really mean much unless you allow it to.
This past Sunday I played my first game of the season in a slow pitch league. I had a lot of fun; our team was even more fun, we couldn't play worth a shit. I didn't really care that we lost as bad as we did (no way I'm gunna tell you the final score); all that mattered was how much fun it was! I got to pitch and play short stop and back catch and I smashed the ball a couple times and made it on base a couple times and caught a fly ball and even umped towards the end. I got a really sweet tan line from my sleeveless under armour shirt and a sweet tan line from my under armour wrist sweat band; I may have also gotten a touch too much sun, I wasn't feeling too hot later that night. Now as I said before; we got our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men, that statement remains true, howwever I am happy to say that we did have a couple stars on our team (thanx Gil and Mallory). I look forward to playing some more games with the Beckham's crew, thanx a lot for letting me join in.
Now for the last thing on the agenda and this ones a good one; I have noticed another really cool trend that has surfaced on facebook, I'm talking about the abundant overuse of the abreviated saying of 'fuck my life' (FML). I really don't want to dwell on this for anymore time than I think it's wprth, so as lpng as I pwn a cpmputpr, there's absplutely NP way I will let a trend pn facebppk influence me! Seriupsly pepple! GRPW UP!! Get a hug and mpve pn! <
This Bud's for you Sherm,
-Digiddy
Today is a good day! I could honestly stop right there with no more to add; you know me though, I will for sure add my two cents about a whole lot..good day or bad, I will NOT be silenced.
I guess to explain myself a little more clearly; I will tell you all a little bit about my weekend, I will talk a bit about a buddy of mine we will call 'Sherm' (to protect his real identity) and his trendy/obsessive taste for a new beer out there. I will also touch on my first slow pitch game of the season and how we had our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men. Lastly I will bring up yet again how my buddy 'Sherm' is a total lush and could possibly be convinced to drink almost anything that is alcohol based. As a post script I will give my two cents about the over use of 'FML' in 90% of all facebook users status updates these days (I mean seriously people, they don't even use 'FML' on twitter, so lets get with it already!) and how this is something that should be contributed to the EMO culture (YOU ALL NEED HUGS).
WOW! I can't even believe I'm doing this (referring to 'this' as 'doing something somebody told me to do...*clears throat*...rhmhmshermmmhmm); I'm actually complying to a request from facebook, I'm writing this blog solely because I was told to. You see normally when someone tells me what to do I sit back and contemplate all the possible outcomes of my actions; I rarely act out of emotion as this is the nature of the Taurus, this is who I am. In this instance however; I am choosing to go ahead with the literal thrashing of a new beer that has recently hit the markets and is slowly suckering millions of people into paying waaaay too much for a watered down beer with a splash of bar lime. I honestly kind of feel like a thief every time I sell one of these pricey and for the most part flavorless beverages. For fear of legal repercussions I will not call a spade a spade; so no names will be used when referring to this watered down trash tasting, sorry/pathetic excuse for a beer. This weekend I received and signed for a shipment of booze at work; in this shipment I unloaded eight cases of a new product for an existing line of beer, one might even call it the hypathetical 'King of Beers'. I myself wouldn't know anything about that. I knew as I was hauling the booze order into the bar that this beer was going to sky rocket off out of the coolers and back up wells. It was a beautiful day and the outside temperature was high so the patio was full; order after order I watched as the caps went popping off this extraordinarely priced drink of water with a touch of beer and bar lime, I couldn't help but shake my head as the masses once again, completely crumbled and conformed to the trickery of the big beer companies that can so obviously fool people into paying 37% more for a smaller bottle of beer (with less alcohol) while smack dab in the middle of a financial crisis and an economic recession.
I don't really want to say it's a bad thing, but I have noticed more people are coming out to drink instead of paying the ridiculous price of twenty seven and change for a twelve of watered down bar lime with a splash of beer.
So I think I've spent enough time on that whole subject; just remember people, this my opinion and it doesn't really mean much unless you allow it to.
This past Sunday I played my first game of the season in a slow pitch league. I had a lot of fun; our team was even more fun, we couldn't play worth a shit. I didn't really care that we lost as bad as we did (no way I'm gunna tell you the final score); all that mattered was how much fun it was! I got to pitch and play short stop and back catch and I smashed the ball a couple times and made it on base a couple times and caught a fly ball and even umped towards the end. I got a really sweet tan line from my sleeveless under armour shirt and a sweet tan line from my under armour wrist sweat band; I may have also gotten a touch too much sun, I wasn't feeling too hot later that night. Now as I said before; we got our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men, that statement remains true, howwever I am happy to say that we did have a couple stars on our team (thanx Gil and Mallory). I look forward to playing some more games with the Beckham's crew, thanx a lot for letting me join in.
Now for the last thing on the agenda and this ones a good one; I have noticed another really cool trend that has surfaced on facebook, I'm talking about the abundant overuse of the abreviated saying of 'fuck my life' (FML). I really don't want to dwell on this for anymore time than I think it's wprth, so as lpng as I pwn a cpmputpr, there's absplutely NP way I will let a trend pn facebppk influence me! Seriupsly pepple! GRPW UP!! Get a hug and mpve pn! <
This Bud's for you Sherm,
-Digiddy
Friday, May 22, 2009
Day Nine At the Office
Hello all you lush's!
To start; I would like to say thank you again to all the people who have given me positive feed back on my blog posts, you people are the reason I write. Second; I have to say sorry for taking a couple days off, I have been busy with life....it's kind of unavoidable.
So now that I've got all that out of the way I can get down to business. Today I celebrated Christmas; I know it's a little odd seeing as how it's May 22nd and all, but it's a true story..I had me a lil X-mas action this A.M.
It's funny how we always get so excited when we know that we're going to be on the receiving end of a present; it's almost as though our 'kid' instincts kick in and the build up becomes unbearable, doesn't matter if we know what the present is, all that matters is that we will be receiving something we didn't have before. This morning I had my new T.V. delivered and set up; the very T.V. I picked out a week earlier and had full knowledge of it's arrival date and time, none of that mattered. Last night I worked myself up so much with anticipation for the arrival of the TV this morning; I could barely sleep and I was acting like a kid on Christmas Eve, I may have gone a little over board with the cookies and milk, but like I said..I was EXCITED! I woke up earlier than I ever have without an alarm clock this morning; I knew I had four hours to kill before the delivery, but I couldn't contain my excitement in the form of sleep any longer.
After all the fuss and buss and about two hours after they arrived; I was staring at heaven on my wall, my eyes were glued to the floating glass screen of my brand new plasma, the delivery guys even stuck around for about a half an hour after..they couldn't stop watching the frame channel with me. I swear it was like a scene out of a movie; I saw a glorious bright light as they turned the power on, I heard birds flapping in the background, my nose picked up the angelic aroma of blissful sea breeze. Turns out my GF had opened the double french doors that lead to the balcony; this frightened the birds that were eating the bread crumbs, the bright light I saw was actually the screen of the TV searching for a signal for the first time and the aroma I was smelling was the GF lighting a Febreeze candle in the other room. Either way; the experience was memorable, the moment was magical and I was half chubbed just to be viewing such magnificent beauty, stealing all the attention in the room and turning heads left, right and centre.
All in all I would say that I am extremely happy today and I can't wait to watch the fights tomorrow night on the new plasma. There's an open invite for anyone who has my number and wishes to call and swing over to experience the ultimate in viewing pleasure. Until then, she's all mine..you can find me in the blueray isle at Blockbuster this weekend.
Cheers to all,
-Digiddy
To start; I would like to say thank you again to all the people who have given me positive feed back on my blog posts, you people are the reason I write. Second; I have to say sorry for taking a couple days off, I have been busy with life....it's kind of unavoidable.
So now that I've got all that out of the way I can get down to business. Today I celebrated Christmas; I know it's a little odd seeing as how it's May 22nd and all, but it's a true story..I had me a lil X-mas action this A.M.
It's funny how we always get so excited when we know that we're going to be on the receiving end of a present; it's almost as though our 'kid' instincts kick in and the build up becomes unbearable, doesn't matter if we know what the present is, all that matters is that we will be receiving something we didn't have before. This morning I had my new T.V. delivered and set up; the very T.V. I picked out a week earlier and had full knowledge of it's arrival date and time, none of that mattered. Last night I worked myself up so much with anticipation for the arrival of the TV this morning; I could barely sleep and I was acting like a kid on Christmas Eve, I may have gone a little over board with the cookies and milk, but like I said..I was EXCITED! I woke up earlier than I ever have without an alarm clock this morning; I knew I had four hours to kill before the delivery, but I couldn't contain my excitement in the form of sleep any longer.
After all the fuss and buss and about two hours after they arrived; I was staring at heaven on my wall, my eyes were glued to the floating glass screen of my brand new plasma, the delivery guys even stuck around for about a half an hour after..they couldn't stop watching the frame channel with me. I swear it was like a scene out of a movie; I saw a glorious bright light as they turned the power on, I heard birds flapping in the background, my nose picked up the angelic aroma of blissful sea breeze. Turns out my GF had opened the double french doors that lead to the balcony; this frightened the birds that were eating the bread crumbs, the bright light I saw was actually the screen of the TV searching for a signal for the first time and the aroma I was smelling was the GF lighting a Febreeze candle in the other room. Either way; the experience was memorable, the moment was magical and I was half chubbed just to be viewing such magnificent beauty, stealing all the attention in the room and turning heads left, right and centre.
All in all I would say that I am extremely happy today and I can't wait to watch the fights tomorrow night on the new plasma. There's an open invite for anyone who has my number and wishes to call and swing over to experience the ultimate in viewing pleasure. Until then, she's all mine..you can find me in the blueray isle at Blockbuster this weekend.
Cheers to all,
-Digiddy
Monday, May 18, 2009
Day Eight At the Office
Howdy Cowtown peeps!
So first of all I have to take a quick minute to big up the Calgary Police for taking such good care of our city streets.
This morning I walked out the back door of my building; only to step directly into the remnant's of an obvious (and every day occurrence) overnight crack binge, no doubt left behind by one of the Beltline's many crack heads. As I stepped over the discarded tools of the trade effectively and creatively conjured up out of an empty pop can and a Bic lighter, I recalled the headlines in the Calgary news papers this last week. As I remember reading about all the arrests the Calgary Police have made in and around my area of residence; I thought to myself, what a relief. As I stood on 17th ave today; after being called out to the street from the local Subway I was standing inside of, I wondered why the Police weren't doing anything about the middle aged man I had just witnessed jay walk across a part of 17th ave that I also recall as a location of a previous accident involving the death of a young lady who was jay walking. I then also wondered why they weren't doing anything about the guy I just saw hock a massive loogey (which I was recently informed is highly illegal and massively policed in our city) on 17th ave directly in fornt of a very high traffic establishment known as Melrose Cafe and Bar; I then stopped wondering why the cities finest were too tied up to handle these minor infractions of the law, they were clearly too busy (as the officer kindly put it) "handling me" at the moment. You see today has been a very trying day for me; I have been dodging curve balls all day and working very hard at staying as positive as I possibly can be, no matter how ill fated my life may seem.
To clarify the above drab I just layed out for you all; today I recived my very first ever fine for 'spitting in public', the fine will set me back a hundred dollars and a day off of work to go pay it.
I would say that I agree with the fine except that I didn't actually 'spit' as defined in the criminal code; I did not at all reliev from my mouth any bodily fluids whatsoever, it was a piece of stail gum. I also discarded of the gum in an alley and not in a direct public walk way; I would like to think that would constitute a rather appropriate form of discardment, but I guess the hard working officer of the cities formal 'Gang Unit' didn't see it that way. Aside from not even actually catching me in the so called 'act of' spitting; I had already left the scene of the alleged infraction, I was next up to order my lunch at the very moment the officer called me out side to over emphasive the fact that he doesn;t like 'spitter's' as he refferred to me as. At the end of the whole incident I felt somewhat enforced and very safe knowing that I had been tought such a valuable life lesson; I can still hear the kind officers words as he once again reminded me of how much he hated 'spitter's', he said to me as he handed me the ticket: "I guess it's a lesson learned".
Ladies and gentlemen I am hear to tell you all about the moral of this story; plain and simple, mean people suck and nice people swallow! SO just remember the now etched into my brain words of the officer today ('lesson learned') and know (this is more for the ladies) that nothing good ever comes from 'spitting', so please, please, PLEASE learn to swallow and the world will be a better place.
Irish Car Bomb's for all,
-Digiddy
So first of all I have to take a quick minute to big up the Calgary Police for taking such good care of our city streets.
This morning I walked out the back door of my building; only to step directly into the remnant's of an obvious (and every day occurrence) overnight crack binge, no doubt left behind by one of the Beltline's many crack heads. As I stepped over the discarded tools of the trade effectively and creatively conjured up out of an empty pop can and a Bic lighter, I recalled the headlines in the Calgary news papers this last week. As I remember reading about all the arrests the Calgary Police have made in and around my area of residence; I thought to myself, what a relief. As I stood on 17th ave today; after being called out to the street from the local Subway I was standing inside of, I wondered why the Police weren't doing anything about the middle aged man I had just witnessed jay walk across a part of 17th ave that I also recall as a location of a previous accident involving the death of a young lady who was jay walking. I then also wondered why they weren't doing anything about the guy I just saw hock a massive loogey (which I was recently informed is highly illegal and massively policed in our city) on 17th ave directly in fornt of a very high traffic establishment known as Melrose Cafe and Bar; I then stopped wondering why the cities finest were too tied up to handle these minor infractions of the law, they were clearly too busy (as the officer kindly put it) "handling me" at the moment. You see today has been a very trying day for me; I have been dodging curve balls all day and working very hard at staying as positive as I possibly can be, no matter how ill fated my life may seem.
To clarify the above drab I just layed out for you all; today I recived my very first ever fine for 'spitting in public', the fine will set me back a hundred dollars and a day off of work to go pay it.
I would say that I agree with the fine except that I didn't actually 'spit' as defined in the criminal code; I did not at all reliev from my mouth any bodily fluids whatsoever, it was a piece of stail gum. I also discarded of the gum in an alley and not in a direct public walk way; I would like to think that would constitute a rather appropriate form of discardment, but I guess the hard working officer of the cities formal 'Gang Unit' didn't see it that way. Aside from not even actually catching me in the so called 'act of' spitting; I had already left the scene of the alleged infraction, I was next up to order my lunch at the very moment the officer called me out side to over emphasive the fact that he doesn;t like 'spitter's' as he refferred to me as. At the end of the whole incident I felt somewhat enforced and very safe knowing that I had been tought such a valuable life lesson; I can still hear the kind officers words as he once again reminded me of how much he hated 'spitter's', he said to me as he handed me the ticket: "I guess it's a lesson learned".
Ladies and gentlemen I am hear to tell you all about the moral of this story; plain and simple, mean people suck and nice people swallow! SO just remember the now etched into my brain words of the officer today ('lesson learned') and know (this is more for the ladies) that nothing good ever comes from 'spitting', so please, please, PLEASE learn to swallow and the world will be a better place.
Irish Car Bomb's for all,
-Digiddy
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