Ah, sweet merciful Friday. The weekend beckons like a sweet ocean siren. I have no idea what that means, but hell the workday is almost done. In honour of quittin' time, yet another collection of thoughts and observations from a weary mind.
In a recent column, Globe and Mail writer and author Stephen Brunt dubbed the city of Toronto “loserville.” This after both the Raptors and the Leafs won both of their season ending games while failing to make the playoffs. The Argonauts and Toronto FC are also leaking oil all over their respective playing fields. What I find interesting is that baseball fans in the city are doing what Leafs fans should have done years ago. That is, refusing to fork out for outrageous expensive tickets to watch a team that can’t compete.
For all their bluster, Leaf’s nation has been way too tolerant of mediocrity. Maybe they should stop wasting their energy trashing-talking Habs fans and direct it at running Maple Leaf Sports and Entertainment out of town.
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Citizens of Denmark can breathe a sigh of relief, sort of. Carlsberg brewery workers are back on the job after a five-day strike. The bru-ha-ha erupted over a management decision to cut free daily beer rations. Included in the employee revolt were some 50 delivery truck drivers. The strike ended when it was agreed that the beer could only be consumed during lunch hour in the canteen. The new rule applies to all employees, that is except for the drivers who are allowed three a day, at any time.
The famous brand slogan “Probably the best beer in the word” can now be adapted for the country “probably the most dangerous place to drive in the world.”
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Here’s a measuring stick for the success of your career, Miley Cyrus just bought herself a $ 3.4 million estate for her 18th birthday. She’ll be just a couple of doors down from the parent’s house. She and mom plan to do the decorating to give the joint a real ‘Zen’ feel.
Actually, it’s not much different from when I turned 18. I think I blew 34 bucks on beer and junk food. Eventually I passed out while watching a VHS rental of The Karate Kid in my parent’s basement. It was kind of a Zen thing. Wax on, wax off.
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There’s a huge dark cloud hanging over Europe and for once it does not involve a World War. Iceland’s Eyjafjallajökull (pronounced: Eye-oy-ats-a-frikin-cloud) volcano is spewing huge amounts of ash and dust into the upper atmosphere, grounding thousands of flights across Europe. I figure by this time next week, gazillionaire Richard Branson will have announced the launch of Virgin Zeppelin.
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It's funny how the US media and every card-carrying republican were going berserk over healthcare a few weeks ago. The other day when Obama suggested that NASA should use its bloated government-subsidized budget on a mission to Mars, the GOP and the press barely twitched. Apparently getting grandma affordable meds is much worse than blowing a wad of tax money on a bridge to outer space.
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Allow me to provide a follow up statement for Tomas Plekanec: 'See?'
Have yourself a lovely weekend. Go Habs Go.
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