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I'm Outta Here

This is the post I wanted to leave you with today. As the promo said "like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives." Yep, and over the next many days one of the things I'll be doing is spending a lot of time enjoying that sand, on a beach, a tad south of here where it's nothing but sunny and warm save the cervezas which are frosty and cool. The shorts, sandals, golf-shirts are all packed. The boots, scarves, toques, gloves and heavy winter parkas abandoned in the front hall closet. This will be my last post for a while. I'm going to close the computer and slowly step away in what I hope is an internet-free vacation. That means no tweets to my twit friends, no Facebook comment thread hijackings and, naturally, no blog posts. I've loaded up my iPad with music and books and I plan on reading, relaxing, reloading, refuelling, and recharging. This time tomorrow I'll be on a plane half-way to paradise. As Jimmy Buffet says &qu

Sunday Funnies

Pause Ponder and Pirouettes

Well, folks, I knew this picture would get a rise out of you. I think this is the Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire male dancer secret handshake. But leave it to you guys to have other ideas. "See? I told you that these hats defy gravity!" Vaguemax I ate a bottle of yeast today. I'm rising. Hey, so are you! Quirkyloon Hazards of the "pull my finger" joke. Shawn "I see that you too have met Wayne, the Wedgie Master." 00dozo And our winner is...drum roll...the same guy that went for all the marbles last week. Some would say he's lost his marbles... Bill and Dan were pretty gassy after eating at the Mexican place. Moooooog Hey, her, hey Moooooog. You tap danced your way nicely into the winner's spot this week. Congratulations. You be hangin' out with dufus. So wanna get together for Mexican? We have a couple of good places in town and I think it'd be cheaper than dance lessons.

Have A Cold One

Robert Service wrote "there are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun". Well it looks like we can add Alaska's Clifton Vial to that list. Seems Clifton crashed his truck and got stuck in a snowdrift near Nome. But Clifton was prepared. He used a sleeping bag to keep warm and started up the truck every once and a while so he could turn on the heater all in an effort to avoid frostbite with the temperature dropping to around the -28C mark. Unfortunately he had no food with him but he did have a knife and...wait for it...several frozen cans of Coors light.  You know, the beer that's best served chilled? Yeah, so he used his knife to cut the cans and dined on frozen beer. Seems he didn't have to wait for the mountains to turn blue to tell him the beer was cold. Things all ended happily as Clifton's boss realized he hadn't turned up for work and sent a search party out to find him. When his rescuers finally found him and asked him if he

Pause Ponder and Pun #109

What's up? It's that time again. Leave a caption in the comments. Then fly right back Saturday for our results. Oh, and you can leave your hat on.

True North Strong and Free.

You know my homeland is a quiet little nation that basically wouldn't hurt a flea. Living next door to the land of the free and the home of the brave isn't easy for such a traditionally namby-pamby nation. But our government is doing its best to catch up, even though we can't seem to make up our minds who we want to emulate. And our government's efforts have been schizophrenic to say the least. For example, our Prime Minister likes the idea of hanging Obama...his picture that American embassies around the world. Not to be outdone, Stephen Harper ordered pictures of the Queen to be hung in all Canadian embassies. Score one for the Brits. Meanwhile the Prime Minister likes the idea of the distinctive paint job of Air Force One. So he's ordered one of our Air Force's dull grey Airbuses at his disposal to be painted with "some bright colours". Score one for the Yanks. Not too long ago, the Prime Minister recently restored the word "R

Sunday Funnies

Pause Ponder and Appropriately Placed Plumage

You guys aren't serious. How could you be after submitting some of those captions? And the rest of you drive-byers, you're far too serious. Look at the hilarity you're missing out on. In honour of the annually televised Victoria's Secret Revealing Underwear Fest last week - or as I like to call it "Bras and Panties-palooza" - we ran a little picture inspired by VS in which a model displayed an ordinary outfit; one you'd probably wear to work or to do the groceries. Let's see what our contestants came up with... If that's a swan, she looks like she knows how to dive. Linda Medrano Awaiting two millennia for the acceptance of same-sex marriages, Archangel Michael finally emerges from his closet. 00dozo Teacher says, every time a bell rings on the tattoo parlour door, an angel gets her wings. Shawn Now you may recall Shawn won our last two contests and was aiming for a third this week. However in our l

They Call Him The Breeze

by nonamedufus I don't want to talk about it. The stars certainly are not aligned to help the nebulous  nonames  make the fantasy league playoffs after our loss this past weekend - our third straight loss. But like I said: I don't want to talk about it. Your humbled servant went up against  Bourbon Blasters  this week. He came away on the wrong end of the biggest blowout of the week. What happened? This happened... "They call me the breeze" Breeze? Hell, Monday night this was the weather formation that settled over the New Orleans Super Dome as Brees racked up forty-frakin'-five fantasy points. What the hell do they put in this guy's gatorade?  45 point gale force winds Yep, Drew wasn't a breeze. He was a god-damn hurricane blowing out the  nonames  to the tune of 134-92. The playoffs are now only a remote possibility for the  nonames.  #1  Purple Drank  and #2 Predator Press  have already clinched a spot.  Bour