How does it feel to be back?

This is a test....This is only a test. I tried making a post on Sunday and, after much thought and thoughtful wording, it no post.

I found a place to live and moved a few things in today. I plan to move the rest in tomorrow.
It's good to be back. Partly cuz of school but mostly cuz of Sarah.

I'll leave it at this.

You're so Vain (you probably think this blog is about you)

Lois: "You need to spend with the kids, Peter. I'm worried that you'll miss something important."
Peter: "Dont' worry about it Lois. I pay attention to everything that's going on....holy crap Ohura's black?"

So I'm watching the Marketplace and the report said that long distance rates for cell phones have no need to be higher than land line phones even though companies claim there's different technology involved.
And did you know that per-minute, rather than per-second billing can increase your cell phone bill by 40 per cent.
Yet these companies charge us access fees that already net them hefty profits.

Apparently text messaging's version of spam is permeating cell phones as people are checking their messages to find out they have messages from dating services and other equally annoying solicitations.
And make sure you check your cell phone bill; one person got charged for a test message she received from one of these services. She got a refund after complaining to Telus. So check your bills people.

On a musical note I watched the Life and Times of Randy Bachman formerly of The Guess Who and Bachman Turner Overdrive and father of Tal Bachman.
Talk about knowing what your calling is; at five-years old he announced to his Grade 1 class that he was going to be a musician.
I've come to the belief this summer that some people have a clear vision for their destiny and it becomes impossible for them to waiver or be diverted from it because it's like they are 'compelled.'
Contrast that with me. I took forever to find a destiny and have waivered and diverted many times unable to step with both feet off the platform of life and dive right in. And even when I think I have, I'm still concerned that there's not water in the pool.

I just saw on CBC that Hunter S. Thompson's ashes were blasted from a cannon near his Colorado home as he requested. It says Bill Murray and Johnny Depp were there along with 'rock bands, blow-up dolls and plenty of liquor.'

You'll never walk alone

For Auren.

I appreciated your entry today and I sympathise with your plight.
I spent hours researching to write an reasonably intelligent editorial as I'm laying down the paper for the second week in a row and what will be my final time before leaving.

Deadline for the paper is at 3; absolute deadline is 5. My publisher comes into the office and asks why I'm running a particular story on page one. I agree but it's been quiet lately. And part of laying down a paper has to do with the size of the editorial hole.

Well, I agree that we have to cut that story and it'll probably run next week. Now I have to fix up two pages and write another editorial cuz it was based on the story that is now not going to run. I went from being ahead of the game to being faced with one of the worst possible situations in a newsroom.

Did I mention that it's 3:30 at this point?

I got the third page - the editorial - done at the absolute latest dealine by 6. When I got home I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. But I got the job done and nobody got hurt, most imortantly me.

Although I cannot echo your thoughts 100 per cent, I know how you are feeling. You will appreciate that I have no suggestions to offer and no advice to dispense.

As for moving back to Kamloops, if you wanna come back, I can look for a two bedroom.

John: "I bought a vineyard in the Napa Valley. I got tired of New York."

Carrie: "When you're tired you take a nappa--you don't move to Napa."

Caw! Caw! Caw!

"Peter, why are you running against Lois? You know how competitive you are."

"I'm not competitive. As a matter of fact I'm the most uncompetitive person there is." So I win."

Speaking of my guilty pleasure has been watching the X Games the last couple nights it's my way to live vicariously thru the amazing, incredible and some might say insane tricks these athletes pull not to mention the broken bones they endure in the process.
One thing that sticks out; they are both fierce competitors and close friends. I like the comraderie extreme sports brings.

Number three may not have been the charm for me in laying down the newspaper but in spite of it eating away at a pretty good chunk of my weekend the operation has gone well--no bruises from hitting my head on the desk in frustration.

For those of you with credit cards FYI:Did you know that you can ask to have your interest rate lowered and in some instances they actually listen?
I did that recently because they jacked it up five per cent out of the blue. Check your statements cuz the credit card companies are sneaky, although they would never say that.
The keep raising your limit because they know they can suck you in and then when you have a fat balance they jack up the interest rate which makes it damn near impossible to pay down if you just make the minimum payments.
I am on a quest to pay down mine so these bastards don't make any more money off of me.

How is it that some people excel at many things - giving them the prestige of having a bunch of 'slash' marks following their name? Example, author/journalist/actor/playwright/part-time astronaut/entrepreneur/heir/athlete/...
...you get my point.
How do they do it? I have difficulty establishing myself in one career. My goal is to eventually have several slashes beside my name too.

FYI - I didn't know that Anderson Cooper, who works for CNN and was the host of 'The Mole' is the son of Gloria Vanderbilt, the socialite/writer/designer (see what I mean?)
Apparently Gloria had quite a few trists with very famous actors and business moguls. She has just released a revealing book of her sexual encounters and apparently she doesn't hold back in her descriptions.

One more thing. Shout out to the group Heart. I caught them on TV last night. They are truly amazing. Ann and Nancy (a.k.a. Cameron Crowe's wife) still rock and to me are one of THE BEST if not the best female duo of all time.

Waterloo

"Ralphy just remember if your nose bleeds you're picking it too much. Or, maybe you're not picking it enough."

I sometimes like to try to write in my blog about something I have read that is interesting, entertaining or informative. If I achieve that then I can put my head to rest and sleep well.

Not this time.

I'm watching a TV show about a journalist who is on the road with Abba during a tour trying to get to know the real them. I haven't decided if it's real or not; but it sure is amusing to watch him lugging a gigantic reel to reel tape recorder around with him and poking this huge mic under people's noses. It looks like a gigantic u know what.

Oh, I did find something good on boing boing. It studied the number of people blogging and the results will blow you away.

I do not like to admit it but I in the words of the late Freddie Mercury--'I'm going slightly mad.' Luckily I have my own company to keep me weighing in on the sane side of my personality.

Yeah I know. And you thought you knew me.

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