rented this little flick yesterday

http://www.apple.com/trailers/newmarket/the_green_butchers.html


seriously fucked up,just the way i like it.

danish humour very dark indeed

sean and i having a little caber fun saturday

meh,my muffler fell off my truck,one of my co-workers is a total dick head,it is hard to get up in the morning and i have been having stomach pains. so much fun. i think i will walk across the road and aquire a bag of old dutch's finest.

i am blowing bubbles

the 12 cranial nerves

I-olfactory -the smelly nerve
II-optic- it is what you are reading this with
III-occulomotor- it is what you use to roll your eyes after reading this
IV -trochlea -dunno what it does as i am doing this all from memory,something to do with hearing
V-trigeminal -huh?
VI-adbucens -double huh?
VII-facial -makes you smile or in my case leer
VIII-acoustic -more hearing stuff
IX-glossalpharengeal- i do think it has to do with swallowing and the throat
X-vagus- no idea
XI-accessory(spinal) -for all you snap on parts
XII-hypoglossal- under the throat somewhere,no clue



look at all the education you get coming to my blog,next maybe i will list all the muscles that atach to the scapula. i can tell you are all trembling with anticipation.

i go now and check my books to see that i actually got the nerves right.

what happened today

drilled holes
how much material did i displace,let me see,must get calculator
280 3 inch diameter 5 inch long nipples(i said nipple)
2 five eighth diameter holes in each
that makes 560 holes
the wall thicness of the nipples is three sixteenth of an inch
divide 3 by 16 and you get 0.1875
multiply that by 560 and that equals 105 inches of material
divide that by 12 and you get 8.75 feet worth of steel i turned into swarf(yes that is the real term for the chips that come off a cutting tool)
so if you took a five eighth inch rod 8 and 3 quarter feet long and put it through the chipper shredder that is what i did today

if you want this in metric multiply everything by 25.4



most boring post ever

turn my face skyward and curse the gods,how fucking dare they even created me.they retort with laughter rolling like thunder.what is done is done.all the weight of heaven and earth pressing upon me i stagger on hoping for some reprieve..tomorrow shall be the same as shall the next day and the next and the next.sometime waking up is an option i do not want.and the gods laugh at me some more as i tell them to fuck off.the god have a sense of humour and i am the punch line.

chunky soup-the soup that eats like a meal especially when you put enough cheese in the bottom of the bowl that would bung up a rhinoceros

found my thesaurus-woo hoo now i can party

long week

55 hours of work this week.

another 4 hours spent working on another massage table another therapist

9 more hours bent over bodies on my table








nice looking table








the only body that does not see that table is mine,the world is a cold hard place but i have chosen my path so nothing to do but carry on.time for bed.

my evening

i got to baby sit tonight,well not really.little seamus was asleep by the time i arrived so i just had to be in the house for 3 hours since jimmy and joanne could not get their regular sitter.i have no life so i was nominated for the job.

any how i bugged them to start a blog and here it is. go ooh and ahh at the cuteness of seamus. little guy has 2 speeds-full tilt and sleeping. he has started walking already,started at 10 months.

http://www.thegarricks.blogspot.com/

it is 645 and i have to be off to work.i am tired.ahh nertz.

some nice stuff

http://www.rockymountainsoap.com/

been using their soap-very nice

must try other products

my god my inner woman is coming out

got this as an e-mail.very funny

Aviation Truisms

"Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons." - General MacArthur

"You, you, and you ... Panic. The rest of you, come with me." - U.S. Marine Corp Gunnery Sgt.

"Though I Fly Through the Valley of Death ... I Shall Fear No Evil. For I am at 80,000 Feet and Climbing." - At the entrance to the old SR-71 operating base Kadena, Japan

"You've never been lost until you've been lost at Mach 3." - Paul F. Crickmore (test pilot)

"The only time you have too much fuel is when you're on fire."

"Blue water Navy truism: There are more planes in the ocean than submarines in the sky."

"If the wings are traveling faster than the fuselage, it's probably a helicopter -- and therefore, unsafe."

"When one engine fails on a twin-engine airplane you always have enough power left to get you to the scene of the crash."

"Without ammunition, the USAF would be just another expensive flying club."

"What is the similarity between air traffic controllers and pilots? If a pilot screws up, the pilot dies; If ATC screws up, . the pilot dies."

"Never trade luck for skill."

The three most common expressions (or famous last words) in aviation are: "Why is it doing that?" "Where are we?" and "OH SHIT!"

"Weather forecasts are horoscopes with numbers."

"Progress in airline flying: now a flight attendant can get a pilot pregnant."

Airspeed, altitude and brains. Two are always needed to successfully complete the flight."

"A smooth landing is mostly luck; two in a row is all luck; three in a row is prevarication."

"I remember when sex was safe and flying was dangerous."

"Mankind has a perfect record in aviation; we never left one up there!"

"Flashlights are tubular metal containers kept in a flight bag for the purpose of storing dead batteries."

"Flying the airplane is more important than radioing your plight to a person on the ground incapable of understanding or doing anything about it."

"When a flight is proceeding incredibly well, something was forgotten."

"Just remember, if you crash because of weather, your funeral will be held on a sunny day."

Advice given to RAF pilots during WWII: "When a prang (crash) seems inevitable, endeavor to strike the softest, cheapest object in the vicinity as slow and gently as possible."

"The Piper Cub is the safest airplane in the world; it can just barely kill you." - Attributed to Max Stanley (Northrop test pilot)

"A pilot who doesn't have any fear probably isn't flying his plane to its maximum." - Jon McBride, astronaut

"If you're faced with a forced landing, fly the thing as far into the crash as possible." - Bob Hoover (renowned aerobatic and test pilot)

"Never fly in the same cockpit with someone braver than you."

"There is no reason to fly through a thunderstorm in peacetime."

- Sign over squadron ops desk at Davis-Monthan AFB, AZ, 1970 "If something hasn't broken on your helicopter, it's about to."

Basic Flying Rules: "Try to stay in the middle of the air. Do not go near the edges of it. The edges of the air can be recognized by the appearance of ground, buildings, sea, trees and interstellar space. It is much more difficult to fly there."

"You know that your landing gear is up and locked when it takes full power to taxi to the terminal."

say hello to matt

matt throws far

matt will be one of the best highland games athletes in canada if he focuses on it

matt wishes to eat your soul

with ketchup

man i've got nothing,i have been racking my brain to come up with sumthing interesting but nadda,zip,big goose egg,sweet fuck all,close your eyes and tell me what you see,el zippo,you get the idea

why do i always leave home work to the last minute. damn physiology in all it's physiologism

i am weak and getting fat.
must correct.
must be hard.
must train harder.
must push to breaking point and then hang out there for a while,catch a flick,have a beverage,maybe do lunch.

batfink

batfink ruled
coolest cartoon ever

fun a work

some pics from the shop i work in,just fooling about-enjoy






me at my mill,i gave the camera to jiang,the cnc guy to play with and he snapped me whilst i was talking to the other manual machinist.




jiang,the cnc machinist with his machine.nice guy.


jiang and i mooning for the camera,at least i am


bill,the man who gave me my job 5 long years ago.on my birthday.

you are trying to access an unsupported format.
thank you please come again

the new cam

this was a terminal care hospital,they turned it into condos.
too much bad juju in that place for me.



















one of the best places i the world.
valleta the owne is super cool,she has my pic on the wall.














look at all those kilts



















look at those retro bags,makes you feel like you are on the set of edward sizzor hands.if i were a woman,i would have one.















st. anthony's parish
many a sunday in that building.
first communion
confirmed by archbisop macdonald
was an alter boy a couple of times
i do not really believe in god,never have







the old post office in strathscona
i remember when it was actually functioning in that capacity. there was a nearly identical building on the northside of the river in downtown where the westin hotel now stands.the only thing left is the clock which they built a little tower for it right in front of the hotel.










the old scona garage which now houses the keg.
i have consumed a lot of dead cow in this building.
















this is the side of the building,upstairs was the scona garage apartments.they are intact,just abandoned.i have been up there several times,way cool.i would love to own that buildingand live in it but i do not have 5 mil kicking about.i know a guy who actualy lived up there when he was a child.

been around as long as i can ever remember and great grease wheels.eat there quite often.










and thus concludes the testing period of the new camera,enjoy

my rollieflex
i think it is a 1963 but i have to check the numbers again
fine german optics
no meter
all mechanical
it will be around long after i am gone and still working too
something to be said about that

love me for i am beautiful

got a digital cam now i play

i am tired

i will go backstroke in my tub,50 laps should do. then i shall fall into a fitfull sleep,dream of improbable situations,wake up exceedingly more tired than i am now and trundle of to work.

that shall be 56 hours of work this week-yay. can you feel the joy that i exude in being privelaged to make fixtures for stores they will not even let me into.that is not a joke.

tomorrow i shall attempt to post something witty,fail and write something completely lame.

bubye now

sharks cove
north shore
ohahu
hawaiian islands

the way past

wow found this one in the archives,this must of been around 1992-93.i was an unjaded intrepid bike courier.now i am jaded and not a bike courier.look at that hair and i still have that hat.and that shapely thigh ooh baby.
good quality pic considering it was a olympus pen ee half frame camera. each neg half the size of a typical 35 mm neg.

today was trying

fuck was i bored today,the world was a great big succubus eating my soul one long minute after another. gotta work saturday,that sucks bobo,tomorrow i get to countersink a million more hole in stainless steel. my asshole is puckering in anticipation. the problem with what i do is quite often i get left alone in my own head,not a great place to be. it is scary in there.turmoil,nihlism,iconoclasm,bad thoughts,ok thoughts,impure thoughts.


i want therefore i am

but you are not allowed

i know but that knowledge does not quench the desire any


tomorrow comes too soon,sweet unconscienceness awaits

sean i make you look beautiful

so i photograph someones graphitti,is that copyright infringment?

for kay

the benefits of being alone

i have an engine block sitting on a small book case in my bedroom. it used to sit in my kitchen but i decided that the bedroom was more appropriate. oh yeah there is an alternator there too.who is gonna tell me i cannot do that,i am the master of my own domain.i'm out.

he looks like i feel

drinking red bull and listening to system of a down

i am strangely calm

winter is closing in soon to consume the landscape with its white fluffy covering of freezing death.
i will bow my head to the will of the weather gods and hold fast till spring comes to reedem me.

the composing of a photo

now look at this photo of me playing with some lumber,seems the photographers of the highland games seem to always frame pics with that most traditional af all scottish accoutrements in the back ground-the port-a-potty

2 people i knew committed suicide. 2 became born again christians. they had the same problems,life had no meaning to them. 2 chose oblivion, 2 chose an external source to with a vague promise of eternal happiness. i would choose oblivian.