The shoes knew at once
They had finally found their man
They hopped right on his feet
And he became Hammerman
Hammerman Hammer Hammerman Hammer
Hammerman Hammer Hammerman Hammer

Still not sure what hamsters and ferrets have to do with strawberry flavoured biscuits. Do hamsters and ferrets prefer strawberry? The biscuits don't taste any better when they're cold or when they're hot. They taste wierd no matter what the temperature. Maybe this is food for hamsters and ferrets.

If you were thinking of getting a monkey butler, Brak says never trust monkeys.

And olive oil is great for getting bike grease off your hands.

A simple axiom for cyclists - be good to Bike Mechanics and they'll be good to you. It's good karma, makes you feel good, and gets you better prices on parts in the future.

Broke my chain near the end of the ride this morning, luckily it disintigrated 4 blocks away from a bike store and they let me borrow some tools to patch it back together. I came back later with a case of beer to show my appreciation for letting me use their stuff and they gave me a great price on a top of the line new chain. Mechanics love alcohol. Mechanics love getting loaded and fixing bikes. Be good to the store Mechanics and you'll always get better service.

Re-did the t-shirts and added a clock to the Swag section. Someday I'll learn how to silkscreen and I won't bother with CafePress

Damn it's beautiful today. It's the kind of day I wish I owned a classic runabout and lived by a warm body of water. If I win the lottery tonight I know what I'm doing.

George Bush is in one of these dots. They gave him the silly white cowboy hat when he got off the plane but they didn't do the usual Stampede ritual of lassoing and branding international travellers. That would have been infinitely more entertaining news coverage.

You mean this isn't WADA Doping Control?
Because of the G8 summit, this town is becoming overly paranoid and overrun with police. This morning, took my usual bike route out of town which runs nearby the Juvenile Offenders lockup. Normally the only activity you might see here is maybe the odd inmate chained unsupervised to a lawnmower. So I casually pull over to side of the road and suddenly a truck with fat prison guards are upon me warning me not to stop. Sorry officer I made the mistake of drinking a huge cup of coffee before heading out, missed the last public washroom way back, and was just contemplating that convenient looking tree.

Looking around I saw a bunch of guards on ATVs in the field and another truck down the road. Further along the ride I passed several cops parked along the highway and inspectors checking out gravel trucks. Not to mention all the helicopters buzzing over the city. Maybe Osama is in northwest Calgary.

Spotted this evening at 7-11: a young gentile homme about town purchasing groceries in order to prepare a romantic dinner for the young lady lovingly at his side. Groceries amounted to a large Slurpee (layered in multiple flavours) and a box of Kraft Dinner. Oh the passion and seduction of young love.

Earlier today while biking, Uncle Booger managed to get one of the world's most grating songs stuck in my head while climbing Cochrane hill.

You do the lawn and suddenly you find out the people in the neighbourhood. I think Beavis is living 2 doors down. heh hehh heh hehehhe hehhehe heheh.

2:30. Can't sleep - damn, Spain lost. 3:30. Can't sleep - Gilligan's Island. 4:30. Can't sleep - toast. 5:00. Can't sleep - coffee.

Once again I narrowly avert death while riding my bike. Some jackass in his SUV decided to zip through the intersection by erratically cutting around cars and driving on the shoulder of the road without checking his mirrors. Of course that's where I was riding. Managed to slam on the brakes and do my best stuntman skid wearing half the rubber off my back tire. Also managed to stay upright as well as avoid bouncing off him. He missed my front wheel by about 6 inches.

To everyone who nags me. Yes I was in fact wearing my helmet

Thinking up some new ideas for swag

Apparently he was an opening left hand batsman and left arm medium pace bowler.

Rory gave me what he called a "new summer haitcut" today. It's nothing like one of the Worst World Cup Hairdos. However it works well with my dishevelled unemployed look.

Can you say sour grapes? Korean striker's Italian coup earns him the sack

From the people who brought you the British Lard Marketing Board, it's Ambulance-Chasers and The Daily Nail

I've decided to replace as many damaged bike parts as possible before my bank account disappears. Today I bought new pedals.

For the sake of a friend who had yet to see it and having little else to do, I sat through the new Star Wars for a second time this weekend. Thought it was pathetically bad the first time and it didn't get any better second time round. In fact it gets worse. Lucas should stop reading his daughters' Tiger Beat Magazines.

Bonk

Somedays I get the feeling that I'll never be employed in the industry ever again. Today was one of those. Maybe I will become a sandwich artist.

Yet More Bad SciFi TV

In First Wave they keep talking about fighting these aliens called the Gua. Evertime they say Gua I get this mental image that they're fighting Gwar.

Anybody want a cat? Very affectionate, doesn't scratch or bite, has slight bowel problem...There's nothing better than returning after a trip to find Brontë has relieved her bowels on the bed and turned the Cat Condo into a giant outhouse.

Lord of the Ring's Spoiler

The Ents in the second installment of the Lord of the Rings will be CGI rendered Mr. PGs.

My Uncle's car is the same age as me.

Almost Anything Goes

Another Prince George Fact
From the serene mountain top campus of UNBC you can see the beautiful plumes of smoke from the pulp mills wafting over the city.

There's something about getting together with family that makes me wonder how every single one of us has escaped the mental ward.

It's Little's birthday today. I'm sure she'll say "shut up creep" at some point today.

In this leg of the Amazing Race, teams must drive 800 kilometers through the mountains avoiding Japanese and German tour buses and then order a large coffee at Tim Horton's to stave off caffeine withdrawal.

Eyes gummy. Tearducts scratchy. Nose runny. Lungs watery. Damn pollen.

What's that Mr. PG? You've got fun and adventure planned? Another chapter of insanity to write? Hold on I'll be right there.

Finnish Disco lessons on a Swedish site

Thanks Joanne
Warning the movie is a large download.

Beauty or Tron?

It's the Marquardt Beauty Analyst reference mask. Judging by this, my cheeks need a bone graft from my pelvis and my eyebrows made like Mr. Spock. Wonder how Michael Jackson's face rates according to MBA analysis or the real life cat woman Jocelyne Wildenstein.

After closer inspection, I think the job sites like Monster and Flipdog are really giant e-trash cans for resumes. Sure you can apply for jobs on-line there but you'll never hear back from anyone you ever apply to. Your submission is probably languishing on some server's junk e-mail trash bin.

Ewww. Found someone else's sock in the drier with my clothes. Blah

Lollipops. Lollipops. All free today

Might also mention how different a woman's name like Truly Scrumptious sounds when you're a kid and when you're much older.

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