Changes

Ever had that "leaving a job" feeling?

Its when you have just days left before you are to leave and you start thinking about the things you are going to miss about your old job. Most times when you leave a job there are reasons for your departure but there are always goods thing and good people you wish you could take with you. That was the case at my last job - I wont name names but I know for a fact that a few people from my past employer will read this and to those people I would like to say thnx for being part of my 20 month run there(wow only 20 months - it seems a lot longer). I will miss you but will not miss the late night camp checks and the haunted SSJV (always felt like someone or something was watching me go into the Fire Hall...) There were good time had with many.

Now a note to all friend and foe of my last employer - If you feel the need to spread vicious rumors about me, tell and make up lies about my sexual orientation, and/or just plain curse me out - by all means have at 'er. The bigger and the more witnesses the better. But make me one promise - let me know what the rumors are so I can confirm them all. And also - if something goes wrong over shutdown - blame me. It's always the fault of the guy who just left

But with every ending there is a beginning and the new job is looking to be a good challenge - I already have homework!! I am treated with respect and given freedom to let my skills prove themselves - it feels good. And it will not take me long for me to get back to real world hours. I think the biggest challenge Kellee and I face is the purchase of a home . We should have no problem selling our current house in Athabasca but the hard part will be finding a place in the greater Edmonton area at a half decent price. We are finishing up the renovations that we started and after that we will list it. Know of any body interested please direct them to us.

To all my friends at Alpac - keep in touch!

Men Drained In Bed

I knew it!! Check this out...

Scientists in Austria say sharing a bed with someone temporarily reduces men's
brain power.

When men spend the night with someone their sleep is disturbed,
whether they make love or not, and this impairs their mental ability the next
day.

According to the New Scientist study, women who share a bed fare
better because they sleep more deeply.

Professor Gerhard Kloesch and
colleagues at the University of Vienna studied eight unmarried, childless
couples in their 20s.

Each couple was asked to spend 10 nights sleeping
together and 10 apart while the scientists assessed their rest patterns with
questionnaires and wrist activity monitors.

The next day the couples
were asked to perform simple cognitive tests and had their stress hormone levels
checked.

Although the men reported they had slept better with a partner,
they fared worse in the tests, with their results suggesting they actually had
more disturbed sleep.

But women apparently managed to sleep more deeply
when they did eventually drop off, since they claimed to be more refreshed than
their sleep time suggested.

Dr Neil Stanley, a sleep expert at the
University of Surrey, said: "Historically, we have never been meant to sleep in
the same bed as each other. It is a bizarre thing to do.

"Sharing the
bed space with someone who is making noises and who you have to fight with for
the duvet is not sensible."

Origin: http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_2259967.html?menu=news.quirkies

Jerry Masterson, age 8, Returns

Another Blog Stumbled Upon

If you are ever bored and want something to entertain you, take a look at this blog I came upon.

Generator Blog is were, as the site states "software creates software". Scary perhaps but I don't think these harmless little programs will bring on the end of man kind as we know it - or will it???

Below is am example of one the nifty little programs you can play with. You type in text and the Little Ninja types it for you - check it out.

Just Point

For those that do not know me , I have done a lot of work picking people up off the ground, the snow, and off rivers over the last 7 years. It seems that I gravitate towards helping broken people (just ask any X). My jobs throughout the years have included ski patrol, river rescue, emergency medical response , fire fighting and the like. I just completed yet another first-aid re-cert course and while sitting there letting my mind wander, some of the more memorable calls I have attended came to mind. One common thread though all my training and responses is that you need to determine how bad off a person is and pain is usually a pretty good indicator. If you have ever had an ambulance ride or tried to check into an ER you most likely had to communicate to someone how bad is your pain was. To help you out this you may get a question formated something like this

With 0 being no pain and 10 being your worst pain EVER what is your pain from a scale of 0 to 10?

Now to judge how much of a wimp you are, this follow question usually follows

What was your worst pain EVER?

Now some people, during a painful episode, are incapable of answering this most seemingly simple query. This inability may be caused by a few things such as extreme pain, no lower jaw, a smuck to the head and even sometimes death - most dead people tend not to answer.

So - if you are injured and you are unable to answer the question there is an easy way to communicate your pain level. If you're dead - sorry I can not help you. But for those of you still with a pulse, you can print off this handy-dandy Pain Chart and leave it in your wallet. Then when you are writhing in pain on the sidewalk with your foot next to your head after a bus ran over you and someone asks you how you are doing, all you have to do is whip out your little chart and reference the corresponding number.

While your at it, why not print out the rest of these charts too and whenever you're asks a pertaining question use the appropriate chart and point.

Charts used without permission form BLOGOGRAPHY.COM
Is that a level 3 evil or level 4 dick???
Check out Dave's blog - very funny.

Happy Valentine's Day Kellee

Well we all know what day it is today and I have something planned for me and my wife but I wold like to us my blog as kind of a Valentine's Day Card to say I LOVE YOU. Back in the day Kellee and I used to watch movies on the PC from a program called Maven. Not sure if the program is still around but these 3 videos below kind of reminded me or those times.

Hope you enjoy Kellee - I LOVE YOU!!

Bean Dip & Cat Food


Love Corner


How to Shower: Women vs Men

Dead Yes - But 5 Days?

I love it when an email sucks people into believing it just because it's in writing. Case in point, take the article below that appeared in the New York Times back in December 2001.

While reading, what was your initial response? Disbelief? But then you read on and put aside your skepticism and said "Wow that would suck!" Well that was my experience. But then I did what any internet savvy person would of done - I Googled it - and here is what I found.

Poor Mr. Turklebaum - he just wanted to be left alone...

The Rhetorical Letter Writer

The Rhetorical Letter Writer is an amusing Blog I came across today. Some times it pays to hit the "NEXT BLOG" button.

Vanlentines are F*#ked!

(click to enlarge)

In the immortal words of Hügo the Philosopher

So true...

Is it Really a Secret?

My brother told me about a movie – The Secret. It’s web site dub's it a

...ground-breaking feature length movie presentation reveals The Great Secret of
the universe...

According to them (the movie), The Great Secret is knowing about and understanding what they call The Law of Attraction. In a nutshell, the Law of Attraction is that whatever you think and feel will most likely present itself to you in your life. For example, if you are always grumpy and get upset easily, then you will attract to you grumpy easily upsetable people in your life. On the other hand if you are a positive upbeat person, those types of people with ‘manifest’ themselves into your life.

The claim is you can also use this Law of Attraction to get things that you want such as

… unlimited joy, health, money, relationships, love, youth: everything you have
ever wanted...

To make a $1,000,000, you need to start visualizing you already own a $1,000,000. The feelings you generate while visualizing you already own $1,000,000 will ‘project’ $1,000,000 thought energy which in turn will actually bring about situations or opportunities that will help you become a millionaire.

Interesting???? Of course it is. Skeptical??? A little.

I am already a firm believer that you are able ‘choose’ what happens to you in your life and that you always have the power to change anything about yourself by simply making the choice to do so. I also have long identified that the platitude “Good things happen to good people” tends to be more true then it is false so I find it an easy transition understanding the Law of Attraction and its proposal of 'positive thinking gains positive results'.

Just last night, after Kellee and I watched the movie for the first time, I asked and visualized for Braun, our new born son, to sleep better. This morning when I got up for work Kellee informed me that he slept from 12:30 am all the way though to 05:00 am. That’s good for him. Kellee was pleased that he was able to sleep more then 2 hours at a time. I know it’s a small thing and it may just be a coincidence but it was kind of neat to see it happen.

We were both very tired and did not watch the full movie so the verdict is still out as to whether or not I buy into the whole Secret thing. I have seen, heard, read about these ideas for years so nothing is really new to me and I just can’t shake the thought that someone has used the ol' cut & paste technique to create this secret thing just for money gains. It is true, in my mind, that positive thinking can make your life better but it just seems they are sticking the proverbial carrot out in from of you to get you to follow. Generally once people hop on a bandwagon, what ever it is, they tend to loosen up their purse strings and make the leader rich. Reminds me to much of church. We all know what they want when that basket is passed. I just can’t shake the feeling of religion when I look at this.

Tell you what, take a look for yourself and let me know what you think.

Reverend John Fluff

The Reverend John Fluff was the pastor in a small town in Ireland. One day he was walking down the high street when he noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy.
He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to the woman.
"Miss Fitzgerald", he said sternly. "This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?"
"Sure", she said with a slur, obviously very drunk.
When Miss Fitzgerald stood up from the bar, she began to weave back and forth. The Reverend realised that she'd had far too much to drink and grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor.
After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up on top of Miss Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.
The pub landlord looked over and said, "Oy mate, we won't have any of that carrying on in this pub." The Reverend looked up at the landlord and said, "But you don't understand, I'm Pastor Fluff."
The landlord nodded and said, "Ah well, if you're that far in, you might as well finish."

What Part of you Body Goes to Heaven First?

The nun teaching Sunday School was speaking to her class one morning and she asked the question, "When you die and go to Heaven...which part of your body goes first?"

Suzy raised her hand and said, "I think it's your hands."

"Why do you think it's your hands, Suzy?"
Suzy replied, "Because when you pray, you hold your hands together in front of you and God just takes your hands first."

"What a wonderful answer!" the nun said.
Little Johnny raised his hand and said, "Sister, I think it's your feet."
The nun looked at him with the strangest look on her face. "Now, Little Johnny,why do you think it would be your feet?"
Little Johnny said, "Well, I walked into Mommy and Daddy's room the other night. Mommy had her legs straight up in the air and she was saying, "Oh God, I'm coming!"
"If Dad hadn't pinned her down, we'd have lost her."
The Nun fainted.

Blast from the Past

Hello to all 2 of my loyal fans out there! I was going throught my old bookmarks I found one for my fist blog. It has pics of Kellee and my wedding and a few cute ones of Rown.

Hope you Enjoy!

Five Minutes In

The end was near, the count down of the all too familiar 10... 9... 8... was soon upon me and I was feeling a little melancholy.

This New Years Eve was spent at home with my family – who all happened to be asleep as the countdown quietly rang in my head. Feeling that I had to some how mark the transitions between old and new, I poured myself a Guinness, woke my dog and pulled her outside to sit on the back porch to watch the winter moon. With one hand wrapped around a pint and the other scratching Nikka’s ear, I toasted the waxing winter moon welcoming in the newest year yet. Thoughts of debauchery and craziness of past New Years raced in my head as I could not shake the feeling that I was some how missing out this time 'round. The crisp winter night air quickly chased me back inside so I followed the very willing Nikka back into the house only to hear the beeping of my watch marking the official Timex 0000 hrs. Seemingly, another sad reminder of the fact that I was “not doing anything for New Years”. I felt the erg to give my Nana a call thinking that she would answer with the always expected cheerful “Happy New Year!” When she was alive, it did not matter where I was, I always knew that I could call Nana just after midnight knowing she was waiting for a call. I miss that. Still feeling down I decided to do the rounds in my house to get my New Years kiss fix. First was Rownan, he didn’t even budge when I wished him a Happy New Year. I startled Braun with a kiss on the cheek but he stayed sleeping. Kellee was so tired I am not sure it even registered what I whispered into her ear. When I was done I retreated back to the kitchen to finish my pint and sulk some more when I heard foot shuffles down the hallway. Rownan was up. He walked right past me with a “just woke up – eyes still adjusting to the bright lights look”. I called to him and he sleepily informed me that he had to pee. After he was done, I carried him to bed and laid him down whispering to him again “Happy New Year Buddy” and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Now remember he is three and we have never wished him a Happy New Year before while he was awake nor had we talked about it to him.

His response with hugging arms was

“Happy New Years to you Dad.”

Now THAT was the New Years Eve something special I was looking for.

Two things I had leaving his room - a big smile and a tear in my eye.

Five minutes into 2007 and I already have had a Happy New Year - not bad...

Thnx Rown

Merry Christmas

It is the 25th of December again and I am at work again. Have you noticed more this year then years previous a lot of people saying the same thing time and time again,

It just doesn't feel like Christmas this year."

Well I have. One reason could be that they do not have kids with them this Christmas. I was guilty of this until a couple of nights ago when I came home after work and Rownan greeted me very excitedly at the door. More excited then usual, he had his hand cupped over his mouth doing his whisper/shout thing telling me that Mom and him had a surprise for me and it was under the tree. Before I could say anything else he told me, still in his whisper/shout mode,

It's a hockey sweater!!!"

I guess whisper/shouting counts as not telling me what the present is. He's three, so the novelty of not knowing what’s beneath the wrapping and ribbon is lost on him. He’s just fired up about presents in general, especially when it’s a hockey sweater for Dad!

I know that for Kellee and I, Rownan will make it “feel” like Christmas for us – thnx Rown, best present EVER!

ICU Baby

This is a simple case of what you do to others will come back and bite you in the ass. It all started when during Rownan's birthday I gave my brother Tim my camcorder to get some shots of Kellee and I with Rownan. Well I guess he could not resist taking a close-up of Kellee's butt and this is the repercussion!!!

Confession

OK I can't stand it any more.

I need to tell the true story of why Rownan was born two months early...


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Hosenfefer Hump

Also known as:
It’s been a while since I donned the red'n black fleece of a Rabbit Hill Snow Resort employee but I still miss that "little hill just outside of Edmonton". It was like my second home - wait it WAS my home and I miss my RH family... I keep an eye on things vicariously thought the web site and it looks DAM GOOD!!! That’s ‘cuz most of the pics on the site I can take credit for. Not the fancy web design stuff but I was the guy that made the camera go “click”.

So go check the web site then head out there and strap on skis or a board and have a blast. This year has been their best year for snow in a while. They finally opened their back bowl!!

When you get there, tell them Jason says “Hi” and they might even let you ski/ride for double the price. Watch out for Rich though - he might come from Tulsa and poke you with a stick...

Free Breast Exam

I thought of Ward...well actually Wards breasts...when I saw this. I think "Breast Exam Cam" is hiring - I am so in!!!!

Why a Guy Got Fired from Apple

I just had to share this with you. Its about a former Apple customer service representative who shows what he feels led to his dismissal. Point for Canadians!!