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January, 2007:

Dateline: Regina


Yeah – landed last night on board a jet-wannbe doing triple rolls and double sawchows on the way in.

Minus 30 thousand with a windchill approximating the surface temp of the planet formerly known as Pluto.

If I freeze here, I will my Leafs sweater to the Hockey Hall of Fame – if they want it.

Gonna grab a bite to eat tonight at the Casino – it’s the biggest building in town… but you can usually be guaranteed of finding good and cheap food in those spots.

And maybe I’ll try one of those slot machines if I can figger out how they work.

Hey – what are those things rolling across the ground outside? Let’s see – there is a brass monkey at the entrance and two things just froze and fell off the poor fellow.

Over and out for now.




Trashy is on the road and reporting from the Air Canada Lounge in sunny and warm Vancouver, BC!

Out here testing a new survey – but am sadly leaving after just 24 hrs… sadly. sadly. sadly.

Now it’s on to Regina!


Some may be wondering how did a poor scribbler like myself con my way into the hallowed halls of AC’s elite. Well, my travelling companion has – due to enough qualifying miles – earned his way into this sanctuary – and whatta sanctuary! Free food! Free booze! Comfy couches and a very civilized atmosphere… much unlike what those other plebs have to suffer through!

But, alas, we must leave in a half hour or so to join the rabble at our boarding gate.

How trite.

Then we’re off to Calgary and yet another layover (and another Lounge – yes, it looks better when capitalized).

One quick remark about the destruction in Stanley Park – man – Mom Nature still calls the shots! HUGE freakin‘ cedars snapped off half way up and others uprooted. Simply incredible.

Oh – I’ll link to some pics when I get back to Ottawawa.


It has been said from time to time that we Canucks are among the world’s best when it comes to political satire, social commentary and documentaries that dare to explore topics deemed too bad-boy for prime time.

And I buy that. We can do satire and aren’t afraid to expose what needs exposin‘.

Probably has something to do with our tendency to self flagellate / deprecate or whatever…. in any case, we, by and large, don’t take ourselves too seriously.

But I just linked a site that I shoulda linked first and foremost: Doonesbury.

I have read Trudeau’s strip off and on since I was a teen. He’s an iconoclast a peacenik and a democrat who will one day be remembered in the same breathe as Mark Twain and Voltaire. Guaranteed.

He has tackled all of the hot button stuff and has done it admirably and with respect… and with humour.

With complete seriousness, I have to say that if I can ever reach a point in my life where I have said and shown a minuscule portion of the satirical talent that Mr. Trudeau has put forth over the decades, I can die a satirically satisfied man.

Thanks Gary.


Chimneys and alcohol do NOT mix

Y’all gotta read this. Freakin’ hilarious!
Man trapped in chimney!
My home town, dudes.


Winter is here!

Finally – but it is indeed now a reality. Dropped down into the minus 20’s last week… there’s some snow on the ground and the organizers of Winterlude have stopped talking about holding in-line skating events in place of skating on the Canal.

Yup – it is officially winter, and me being a non-winter person should be discouraged by the temps and depressed by the short days.

At least, you’d think that was the case.

But here’s funny thing that has happened over the past couple of weeks: I have unbelievably sort of enjoyed the return of the “white” to the Great white North.

What the hell?

I’m the guy who doesn’t ski, doesn’t like the mess that snow and slush makes when tracked into the house, hates driving in the stuff, can’t stand wearing boots, detests having to wear layers of clothing – and loathes having to ensure that my 3 year old is dressed accordingly (I’ve given up on the teenager – she won’t wear a coat until she is in the second stage of hypothermia).

But, and likely due to its late onset, winter is different for me this year. I have enjoyed the way that the -25 chill brings tears to my eyes, and then freezes them.

I liked the crunching sound my boots made this morning on the way to the 6:30 am bus.

When 8 inches of the stuff fell last week, I quite enjoyed the isolated tranquility of spending half an hour shovelling it off the driveway.

This is very foreign to me – this “liking winter” stuff. I still hate the short days, but even those are becoming noticeably longer.

I feel a little sorry for those who have never experienced a real winter and this winter, I feel just a little more Canadian for thinking so.

Mon pays ce n’est pas un pays, c’est l’hiver – Gilles Vigneault



I added a new link to the page this morning: Plantweanies is a nursery operating out of Arizona that specializes in caudiciform plants – those with swollen trunks, stems or roots. Ask my patient wife how many of these things I have around the house!

Kathy, the proprietor of Plantweanies will be more than happy to help you select what you may be looking for – though shipments to the Great White North are apparently temporarily curtailed due to fears of Canuck plant terrorists sneaking back across the border while US border patrol officers are entranced by the sheer natural beauty of Kathy’s work.

Or something like that – tough to figger those Americans sometimes.


Recipe links

My brain isn’t working too creatively this morning, so instead of a commentary on a great article in Globe and Mail yesterday on Zero Tolerance policies, I thought I’d start a new set of links to some of my fave recipes. Up first are these great cabbage rolls.


Hey – let’s put an NHL team in New Orleans!

New post on TSN about other American teams wanting a chance to bid for the right to host Sid, Evengi and the rest of the Pens.

This is driving Canadian fans crazy! Why not move to a city that will actually support their team!? Hamilton, Winnipeg, Qu├ębec City, Halifax?????? Hellloooooo!!????

Kansas City? Been there, done that.

Portland? Okla-friggin-homa????? Have they even HEARD of hockey there?

We all know the reason why a Canadian city does not have a chance – and his first name is Gary.

Does anyone know how to star an on-line petition through blogger or someone else? I want to apply some pressure on the NHL Board of Governors – at least the Canuck members – to turf this moron out!


Emo kids

Emo kids – they are soooooooooo fun – and always the life of a party!

Here’s a gift made just for them!


Do you speak like an American?

How to tell what kind of an American accent you may have. Pretty cool.
I apparently have a Midland accent – which is another way of saying I don’t have an accent.
I wonder how my Parry Sound expressions, (which still, along with my accent, sometimes come out) like “youse guys” and “…and what not”… would tilt the scale?