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Sunday, December 21, 2014

As the year draws to a close...

As 2014 draws to a close, I only wish I would have had a better cartoonist to draw it for me...

Later!

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Chicken Scratch


(posted by weekend guest blogger Charlie Chicken...)

Wut tha cluck..........

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Well, Merry Christmass y'all - and have a Habby New Yeer...

Season's Greetin's from Chicken Scratch...






Wow, this red velvet unnerwear is REALLY warm on tha chicken balls....

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

I'm sweatin' like a yak over heer!!

Where's mah eggnog??

Waiter!!!

Ho Ho Ho mah cluckin' backside!!!

Who broke mah candy cane?????

Ah need ah drink......

Cluck fer now....



Friday, December 19, 2014

Santa's Blog

I've decided to step aside today, and re-post this transcription from 2009, where Santa reflects on the last few working days coming up to The Big Day.

I get the feeling he had a little eggnog and rum in his system, as he was posting this one...

Check it out here.

Enjoy!

Later.......

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Unseasonably Warm - The Calm Before The Storm?

I don't want to jinx things, but it is eerily warm and snowless for this time of year. We've only had a light dusting over the past few days of that cursed white winter stuff, and we are barely getting into the minus of the degrees available on the thermometer this past week.

What's up, Ole Man Winter? Saving your best for one wicked dropping? Holding back those arctic temperatures until we are off trying to enjoy the holidays?

Are you saving up for one epic polar vortex for the history books???

I'd better not look a gift horse in the mouth, but I do worry - if I start to thinking I can light up the barbecue, this is folly that will surely have consequences if I awaken the winter gods from their slumbers.

Until then, I will quietly enjoy the break though - I may be crazy, but I ain't THAT crazy!!

Later...

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Maybe I'm A-Maized?

I know it sounds corny, but I had a kernel of an idea, which seemed at the time like the cream of the crop.

Sadly, it went no-ear, as I clearly hadn't thought it through enough. It was pretty thin, where it should have been husk-y.

Well, row upon row of bright ideas occasionally lands in rootless soil, so I will just go back to the drawing board, and try again another time.

Later!

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Winnipeg Losing Some Lights Lately

I've been informed that my high school English teacher passed away a few days ago. I know that everybody and their dog has a "she's the teacher that" story, but Mrs. Axworthy really did. I had planned on being an electronic technician in my first year of high school, and planned courses around that. But I ended up finding myself really getting engaged by her teaching style, and she took personal interest when she noted I had some buried, encased in amber, locked away in a rusty bank vault, latent creative writing abilities.

Well, fast forward and one day in school, I blew up a transistor radio in electronics class that just about took my left ear off in the explosion. I wasn't doing that much better in math or physics, but I was really enjoying those English classes with Mrs. Axworthy. While I did enjoy all the classic rock of the day like the rest of my chums, I also had picked up a keen interest in other music, and found myself handing in bios and reviews of acts like our hometown The Guess Who, and Roy Orbison for class assignments.

One day, she encouraged me to consider rethinking my plans for the future, and told me about a course at Red River Community College that only allowed for a few new student every year. Out of over 300 annual applicants to this Creative Communications course in journalism, broadcasting and creative writing, only a student or two over about 25 were ultimately chosen to take the course.

Well, I did submit an application, along with the required homework of writing samples and scenarios played out from recommended starting points,  and went promptly back to dissecting televisions and essentially ruining a wide variety of other electronic gizmos.

Then the envelope came.

I had been accepted.

Once that sunk in, I went about making plans - I dropped Electronics, Math and physics, and took up MORE English, as well as typing. By the time I got to my final year of high school there was another teacher being groomed, and he was an utter moron, even going so far as accusing me of plagiarizing my homework. My marks in his class were horrific, but still enough to pass. My final exam, which I couldn't possibly fake, ended up surprising him so much he called me in to apologize. Too little, too late, you bearded asshat - there will be no dedication in my book for YOU!!

There will now however be one for Mrs. Axworthy, who saw through the lack of confidence in my writing ability, fanned the flames, and gave me so far an adult lifetime of writing credits with her encouragement and direction.

Rest in Peace Mrs. Axworthy. Say hello to Lindor, I'm sure you two must have known each other...


Monday, December 15, 2014

Hazzle-Free Shopping!

If you want to avoid hazzles this holiday season (and who doesn't really?), just stay indoors.

Hazzles are everywhere during this harried season, so if one desires to stay hazzle-free, one should just learn to stay inside, and not even go online, as hazzles await even in cyber-space.

Who needs the hazzles of THAT??

Stay in your room, stay in your bed, stay under the covers, and you just might avoid all the hazzles that harry hurried holidayers have endured.

Hakuna Matata!

Later...