Keith Endorses Obama!!!

Well, duh...

In theory this should be the most one sided presidential election in recent history.

But then again never underestimate the stupidity of the American Voting Public. After all, they did return George W. for a second term, well they did, sorta.

Obama is brilliant and articulate, someone the world can look up to, instead of laugh at.

I honestly can't see anyone voting against him except the Reactionary Rich, the Trailer Park (white) Trash, the Die Hard Racists and the Die Hard Republicans (is there a difference?) that absolutely refuse to vote for a Democrat even knowing he is the better man.

If McCain hadn't booked into the Hanoi Hilton, he'd be as lost in obscurity as I am. He's a doddering old man posing as a "rebel", it's the only gimmick he has.

The other gimmick hasn't really worked out so well. The novelty of Sarah Palin has worn very thin very fast and her 15 minutes are almost up.

She is a fool and McCain is a fool for choosing her. What the hell was he thinking?

I can't help thinking that McCain is the sacrificial lamb the Republicans are offering up, knowing they were going to get soundly thrashed regardless of who ran.

Surely to God they have better people available than McCain?

If not, God (they love God) help them.

Lyrics to Hand Of The Almighty! (God Will Fuck You Up) by John R. Butler:



VERSE 1
Oh, sinner, do not stray
From the straight and narrow way
For the Lord is surely watching what you do
If you approach the Devil's den
Turn 'round don't enter in
Lest the hand of the almighty fall on you.

CHORUS:
He'll fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
Yes, God will fuck you up
If you dare to disobey his stern command.
He'll fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
Don't you know he'll fuck you up
So you better do some prayin' while you can.

VERSE 2
Long ago a man named Lot
Had a wife he thought was hot
But she could not stop her black and sinful ways.
You know it was her own damn fault
When God turned that bitch to salt.
That's the way he used to work back in those days:


CHORUS:
He fucked 'em up (he fucked 'em up)
He really fucked 'em up
When the people went and turned their backs on him
He can fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
No shit he'll fuck you up
Just like he fucked the people up back then.

VERSE 3
I used to have a friend named Ray
Who walked that evil way
He cursed and drank and broke his neighbor's fence
You know Ray was full aware
That some sheep were over there
And he knew them in the Biblical sense.

CHORUS:
God fucked him up (he fucked him up)
He went and fucked Ray up
Went and paid him back for all his wicked sins.
He fucked him up (he fucked him up)
Fucked that boy completely up
Now he's married to a Presbyterian.

Ramblings

I've been way too lazy to post anything lately but a few things have come up which I have to speak out on.

It's been recently revealed that the latest "foot" to have been found is a hoax. So now we just have the very normal situation of 5 random REAL feet having been found.

A sixth severed foot was found along the British Columbia coast this week, the sixth within the last year. Very strange. Even stranger was the police position that "It is a little mysterious, but we don't know if it is linked to others."

Don't know if its linked to the others???? Huh? In a television interview one cop suggested it still might be a coincidence.

Are you kidding me? I know the police have to keep an open mind but a trillion to one coincidence, I don't think so. Give me a freakin' break.

The U.S. Justice system never ceases to boggle my mind.

The dog fighting "referee" in the Michael Vick case was sentenced to a total of 14 years in prison. Six and half years for orchestrating the dog fight and seven years for trafficking in marijuana.

Six years?? In Spain Bull Fighting is the national sport, in Canada we allow thousands of seal pups to be bashed over the head till they die. We kill millions of cattle and chickens each year.

In Canada, trafficking in Pot won't even get you ANY jail time.

Yes the dog fighting is distasteful and should be illegal and punished. But six years? We have violent thugs and chronic thieves who barely get a few months in prison yet this moron gets 6 years? They are freaking crazy down there.

Lastly. There are a group of people I call the Wii people and no, they aren't those hooked on that Nintendo game.

It stands for Well Intentioned Idiots. Last Sunday in Vancouver a protest against the automobile was held where a portion of Commercial Drive was closed to motorized traffic. A Wii representative was on camera imploring us all to forsake our cars and stop building more roads, and he was really sincere about it all, really well intentioned. Too bad he is an Idiot.

The public will NEVER, NEVER give up their vehicles.

On that same day in Kelowna, where I live, I attended the Annual Boyd Automotive Fathers Day Show 'N Shine. That event featured the downtown streets filled with hundreds of automobiles and the thousands of us who were there to admire them. It was an Auto Love-In.

People love cars and they always will. For most of us being in our vehicles is where we can experience our music the way we like it and enjoy the most comfortable seat we own. It's a place where we are in total control, where we can say what we want (often to ourselves) or even yell and scream if we want to. Its the last domain of the independent individual.

Regardless of what the traffic is like or what the price of gas, our vehicles represent and place that we can call our own.

The Wii gang would be better off protesting against what goes in to the fuel tank and what comes out the exhaust pipe, not with the Automobile itself. There will always be cars, they may be electric cars or hydrogen fuel cell or solar or whatever, but there will always be cars.

And so I say: Build MORE ROADS.

There Are Benefits To High Gas Prices

A few weeks ago, during a one week Mid May vacation my wife and I took a trip via my Mustang GT Convertible to one of our favorite destinations, Nelson, B.C.

She likes Nelson for the shopping and the lovely ambiance this town has. I like going simply because I love the beautiful drive there. It's about a 200 mile one way trip through some of the most beautiful and serene selection of mountain highways, probably in the world.

Planning a topless trip at that time of year can be dicey, weather wise. And this spring has been and continues to be unseasonably cool and wet.

But we got lucky. We left on a beautiful sunny Sunday Morning and returned on an equally nice Tuesday afternoon. Monday was rainy and cool in Nelson.

It was a perfect drive. And what really enhanced the perfection was the fact that there was no traffic whatsoever. For pretty much the whole trip we had the highway to ourselves. Minutes would go by, sometimes up to 10 minutes without seeing another car or truck in either direction.

Has the price of gasoline scared travellers off the road or was it just an oddity that we had no company on these roads?

If it was the price of gas I say, keep it high. My Mustang, though not what you would say is a gas guzzler is not a thrifty car. In the old scale of measure I get about 25 miles per Imperial Gallon. Not great but there are vehicles that get a lot worse that aren't near as much fun.

A trip like we had was priceless and well worth whatever the price of gasoline might be.

I guess the main reason that I don't care about gas prices is the fact that I drive pretty much for pleasure only. My drive to work is short and uses maybe 2 or 3 liters a day, if that.

I can choose how much I pay for gas in a given week or month. It all depends on how much pleasure I want. And what is the price for pleasure?

Some people think nothing of dropping $50-$100 for a dinner at a nice restaurant (the thought of which abhors me as a colossal waste of money). Others might spend up to $100 of more for a day of skiing. A case of beer costs how much...I don't really know.

But I liken these expenses to what I pay for a tank of gas. A four hour road trip that cost me $35 last year now costs me $50. So what? I'm not going to gripe over $15 when I consider the fun I got out of driving my 'Stang with the top down and the smells and sounds of the forests in my senses.

I don't care how expensive gasoline gets. The more expensive, the more road that belongs to me. I say bring it on. Raise the price.

I had to smile in bemusement at the story on TV last night. This fellow was trying to sell his Jeep CJ because it just drank too much gas (of course it did, its a piece of crap ancient technology relic that should have been retired years ago, but whatever, he loved it anyway).

He was selling it because he recently bought a new fuel efficient vehicle that will save him lots of money on fuel.

The brand of his new vehicle wasn't mentioned but lets say its a Honda Civic which gets 40 miles per gallon. Lets also say that it costs him $20,000. Let's say he gets $10,000 for his Jeep (if he's lucky).

You can buy an awful lot of gas for $10,000.

I think I'll keep my Mustang for a good long while. It's all paid for and there aren't many fuel efficient cars that can come close to its Fun Factor.

Nonis Dismissal Is Well Deserved

Dave Nonis



Last night the news came down that the Canucks' General Manager, Dave Nonis had been fired. I have always liked Nonis, he seems like a straight up guy trying to do the best he could.

I think the job was too much for him. Late in the season when it was obvious the Canucks needed an infusion of talent before the trading deadline, he chocked.

The only trade made was the mean nothing trade of Matt Cooke for Matt Pettinger.

Just before the trade deadline, Nonis was interviewed on the CBC's After Hours Show. He was asked about the possibility of trades and the same old story was retold:

We will not give up our good young talent for a short term fix. We will not sacrifice our future.

Unfortunately Canucks fans have been hearing this for the last 38 years. I wonder what future these GMs are referring to?

If your always living for the future then you aren't living for the NOW. And the future never seems to come.

Its a lame excuse GMs' make when they haven't got the guts to pull off a big trade. In the end thats what Nonis lacked, GUTS.

If he had a pair he would have given up Bourdon, Edler, Bieska or Raymond or whoever else it took to grab a Brad Richards or a Peter Forsberg or whoever and make a serious run at the Stanley Cup. But he chickened out and it cost him his job.

In this day and age of free agency a GM can rebuild his team in a year or two from scratch. Hanging on to young players is not as critical as it used to be. You have to give something up to get something back.

Canuck fans are fed up with hearing about the future. Lets get a GM that can live in the NOW and get us a cup contender. I'm not interested in potential or how great the team will be in a few years. We've all heard that song and dance for too long.

Nonis, I hope you've learned your lesson. You'll be back in action somewhere soon. Get that "F" word out of your mind and live in the present.

Elliot Spitzer, Women and Cars

Porsche 911











Ashley Alexandra Dupre




Elliot Spitzer











As usual, when it comes to sex, Americans go off the deep end.

As we all know, New York Governor Eliot Spitzer felt he had to resign as a result of the fallout resulting from his dealing with a "call girl".

I'm really at a loss to figure out what all the fuss is about.

It seems to me that there are a few things about this that the public is upset about.

1) A married man obtaining sex outside his marriage. Well that's not unusual. Most of the Politicians in both the U.S. and Canada would have to resign if that was the problem.

2) A married (or any man) seeking his pleasure from a Prostitute. Most women can't understand this. Even though it's been going on for thousands of years. Mr. Spitzer is a relatively good looking, relatively wealthy and relatively powerful man. He doesn't need a Prostitute, he could no doubt have any young (or old) intern or secretary or pretty much any number of women he wanted at no charge.

He didn't need a Prostitute, he wanted one. He wanted one because of the "no strings attached", no "Fatal Attraction", no "you said you were going to call" whining, no "when are you going to leave your wife" baggage that having a real affair entails.

Why he wanted sex outside his marriage is his business, it's between him and his wife and no one else.

3) The fact that Spitzer engaged in an illegal act, that is soliciting the services of a Prostitute is probably the crux of the issue. The majority of the public in North America, from any polls I have seen, think that Prostitution should be legalised and licensed. Still he is the Governor and should uphold the laws. I won't even get into the hypocrisy and irony of this same Governor that initiated a crackdown (no pun intended) on the very practise he was caught engaging in.

4) $5000/hour! Wow, that's the aspect of this case that really intrigues me. And I think that's what has stirred the public so much.

There is a genuine hierarchy when it comes to Prostitutes. "Call Girls" rank at the top of the heap, generally recognised as being very professional, very good looking, very discreet and with a wide knowledge of most or all of men's "needs". They make the big bucks and I've wondered sometimes how much the top whore makes. Like in sports they always claim this or that player is now the top ranking money maker.

I wonder if there are some of these girls that make in excess of 10,000 per hour. Genuine Superstar Hookers.

My question is, what exactly do you get for $5000? I mean that you can't get for $500?


I think it's like cars. Both a Honda Civic and a Porsche 911 will get you from point "A" to Point "B". One cost $20,000, the other costs $120,000. I've never had a $5000 Call Girl and I've never driven a Porsche Carrera. One I'm not allowed to do one and the other I can't afford to do. But how much would I pay for a one hour ride in a Porsche?

Elliot Spitzer has a lot more money that I do. $5000 for him would likely translate into $500 for me.

Would I pay $500 for an hour in a Porsche? Yes I would. Why? Because I want to find out what all the fuss is about. I want to know why a great many people shell out over $100,000 to purchase this automobile. When they can get to Point "B" just as easily and as quickly (obeying the laws) in a Honda Civic.

And maybe if I had a ride in a 911 I would come back a month later and hand over another $500 for another hour ride. Maybe it's just that good.

Maybe Ashley Alexandra Dupre was worth $5000/hour. Who can say? It's up to an individuals taste. Maybe a non-car guy would get in the Porsche and say "what's the big deal"? Obviously Ashley had or did something that was right up Spitzers sweet zone.

There is a woman and a car for everyone. Some are fast and furious, some are reliable and dull, some are hard to maintain but the rewards are worth it. Some are old but loved. Some are young and driven hard. Some are abused, some are babied. Different colours from different areas of the world. Some with pedigrees, others commonplace.

Some will break you, or kill you.

Men fall in love with them or grow to hate them. They'll all do one thing. Get you from Point "A" to Point "B". But often it's not getting there that matters, it's the trip itself.

As far as I am concerned when it comes to Elliot Spitzer: It's his money, it's his dick and it's his marriage. Let the guy resign but don't condemn him for doing what thousands of men, some very powerful men, have done for centuries.

Can I Have My Rash Back?

About 6 years ago, for no apparent reason that I can think of, I developed a rash on my lower right leg. Just above the ankle and extending along the side and front shin area for about 6 inches upward toward the knee.

It developed overnight and was with me for about 18 months, off and on. It went as quickly as it came and has never returned.

I miss it. This rash had one overwhelming quality, it was itchy as hell. It was never sore, just unsightly and itchy.

And scratching it was the absolute best feeling on earth. I'm not sure what kind of hormones or dopamine or seratonins or other feel good agents were released into my bloodstream when this rash was scratched but it must have bin akin to a junkie filling his veins with heroin. It felt that good.

The only reason I would ever stop scratching was because blood was starting to surface, then I knew I had to stop until the area healed and I could scratch some more. I had to develop new ways of scratching to prevent the blood, like scratching backwards so the dull end of my nails pestered the surface of my skin.

I would let the urge to scratch build up as long as possible. Then I knew that when I finally did scratch, it would be like a trip to heaven. God did it feel good!

I think of that rash now and then and feel blessed that it visited me for that short time. That kind of euphoria is rare these days. I wish it would return but I have no idea how to acquire it again.

Whatever it is that provides that intensely enjoyable feeling needs to be manufactured and marketed. It's in the body anyway, it must be natural, it must be good.

And Your Time Of Death Is...

Every hockey player knows that, sooner or later, he will suffer a very painful and possibly bloody injury.

Last night Taylor Pyatt of the Canucks took one (a puck) in the mouth. He had several stitches and according to reports his teeth were scattered about his oral cavity. A very painful and possibly disfiguring occurrence.

Every player knows that the chances of this or another kind of painful injury happening to them sometime in their careers is very very good. If Pyatt knew that, at some point in last night game, he was going to suffer this injury how would it have affected his game?

The chances of something really bad happening to each of us in our lives is really good. But since we don't know what those things are or when they might happen, most of us don't fret about it.

There is one certain thing that we all have to deal with. Our own death. We wonder how and when we will die. And more importantly, how we will react when the Grim Reaper comes for us. Will we even be aware of his presence?

At age 53 I am now approaching the autumn of my life. I know my days are numbered. I could have 20 to 40 years left.

The last 30 years have gone by so fast, it's amazing how really short a lifetime is.

If you knew when you were going to die would it make any difference? Most of us live our lives as if we were immortal. There is a small percentage of high achievers that seem to know that they have so little time as a human being that they make every moment count. They live life as if it were their last day on earth.

I envy them.

I thought it would be an interesting thing to predict my own time of death. I'm very healthy. I don't drink or smoke. Other than an occasional "enthusiastic" drive in My Mustang GT I don't partake in risky behaviour.

Counterbalancing that is the fact that both my parents died of disease very young, so the Genes are against me.

With that in mind I predict that I will die on: September 17, 2037. At that time I will be 83 years old. I have no particular reason for that date, it just came to mind.

Anything past that, well I will consider it Bonus.

So I have only 29 years to live. Yikes!

Movies, Movies, Movies

Mary Elizabeth Winstead



Ok, finally another post. What have I been doing?

The Christmas Season sucks, I hate the period between December 10 and January 1. I can't stand Christmas and I wish the general media would stop referring to it as the "most wonderful time of the year".

For me the most "wonderful time of the year" over a short period anyway are the first few warm days of Spring, which around here arrives in mid or early March. After which I consider the period between Sept 15 and October 15 as the "most wonderful time of the year". The Christmas Season is the WORST. Especially for those of us that work in the retail industry.

Anyway I have been spending some considerable hours with my new Hi Def TV and watching Movies in Hi Def from the pay stations Movie Central 1 and 2.

I hate going to movie theaters but I really like a good movie. In the past I've been renting the DVDs from the local Video store who have the nerve to charge over$5.00 for a year old movie.

Movie Central provides 2 year old ad free movies presented in Hi Definition for $17/month. And I can save them to my PVR, watch them when I want, and then I can transfer them to my other PVR where I can burn them to a disc and further enhance my movie collection which now stands at 693 movies. You gotta love technology!

So here is a list of the movies watched lately and a brief one line critique:

Final Destination 3:
Mary Elizabeth Winstead: 10. Rest of Movie: 7. This one was filmed in Vancouver and basically a carbon copy of the previous 2. Winstead is freaking gorgeous!

Fun With Dick and Jane:
Better than the critics say. I love Jim Carrey, not his best but I give it a 7/10.

The New World:
The critics loved this one. I thought it was tedious, very boring. Stay away. 3/10

Hannibal Rising:
I think everyone can relate to the Joys of Revenge. Nicely done movie. 7/10.

You Me and Dupree:
Like the Carrey move, better than advertised. I like Matt Dillon and any movie with Michael Douglas can't be bad. 6/10.

Broken Flowers:
Bill Murray and his morose best! Very good unpredictable movie.
Why can't they make more of these? 9/10.

The Notorious Bettie Page:
This is one of those movies you hope gets better as it progresses but alas it never did. It has some merits and might be worth seeing. 5/10.

Saw II:
Good creepiness value to it, nice tension level. But not as graphically violent as one would hope. 7/10.

Open Water:
How to stretch a 15 minute "movie" into 80 minutes. They could have done a way better job with this one. Good premise but not enough substance. Supposedly based on a true incident. 6/10

Lord of War:
I don't like Nick Cage but I did like this movie. Like 8MM, he does this stuff well. There are a lot of slimy people controlling the world. Kinda makes you think. 8/10.

Brokeback Mountain:
If you can get past the creepy gay "love" scenes you can see why this movie was awarded. Very well done with good scenary shots. 8/10.

RV:
Good unconventional comedy. Better than I thought it might be. 6/10.

Cache:
Warning: Subtitles. This French movie keeps you guessing at: What's going on? You got to pay attention and for that I give it a 7/10.

Click:
Sandler's best movie and might be the best comedy I've seen in years. Funny and poignant. Great premise. 8/10

The Queen:
Maybe not quite as good as the critics suggest. I'm sure Tony Blair loved it. Interesting insight into the Royals. I wonder what the Queen thought? 7/10

Capote:
I used to see the real Capote on Johnny Carson a long time ago and Hoffman nailed him to a "T". The movie itself was tedious at times. 5/10

Munich:
I would have expected better from Spielberg considering the heavy subject and his own background. I thought it was a bit frivolous and pretty boy Eric Bana as the lead was a joke, bad casting. 6/10

A History Of Violence:
Best movie I've seen in a while. This is what movie making is all about. Absolutely fantastic! 10/10.


A Good Woman:
Everyone likes looking at Scarlett Johansson but casting her among some really great actors exposes her weaknesses. This movie has great dialogue and wonderful scenary, costumes and set. Very watchable, witty. 8/10

Into The Blue:
Jessica Alba in a bikini, hmmmm. Do you need to know anything more? So-so movie, pretty in Hi Def but you won't miss anything if you don't see it. 5/10

Good Night and Good Luck:
This is more of a documentary than a movie and I hate the Black and White, we know it was the '50s. Nice history lesson but that's about it. 5/10

The Constant Gardener: Melodramatic movie trying to make an important statement. It doesn't succeed. Borderline boring. 5/10

The Dark Hours:
Low budget done well. I still haven't figured it out and need to see it again. Keeps you guessing.
8/10

The Devil's Rejects:
Not for the squeemish, hehe. Deliciously horrific display of low life violence and utter human disrespect. I loved it! 9/10

Wedding Crashers:
Owen Wilson couldn't save this mess. Utter trash. Vince Vaughn is terrible, who told this guy he was funny? 2/10

Pride and Prejudice (2005): I totally love period pieces, especially those made by Britons about Britons. This movie is exquisite! Beautifully filmed and wonderfully acted. Keira Knightley might be a scrawny anorexic but the girl can act and she has a face you can look at forever.
9/10