In this 91st episode, Mike and Elvis talk about Scotland's referendum, Rob Ford's cancer, the Jays collapse, social media disses and lots of Toronto radio and television changes. This episode is exactly 1:18:07.
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Last night, I watched the Baltimore Orioles clinch the AL East division with a win against my Blue Jays. That got me thinking back to better days when we clinched the division. Specifically, '85, '89, '91, '92 and '93.
In 1986, the Blue Jays celebrated their tenth anniversary. To commemorate the event, Terry Cashman of "Talkin' Baseball (Willie, Mickey & The Duke)" fame made a Blue Jays version of the song. It's fun to hear the old names again.
I think I'm pretty liberal when it comes to marijuana. People very close to me use it regularly and I hold no judgements. I firmly believe it should be decriminalized, maybe even legalized. But I've chosen not to partake, and I hope my kids make the same choice.
This site you're reading right now is the result of some boredom experienced in the late 90s. The web piqued my curiosity and I wanted to learn how to write HTML. Months of trial and error later, I was writing fluently by hand I started this site as a sandbox of sorts. This is where I tried new things.
Throughout my life, when I felt that itch, I'd start projects. In addition to this blog, there's the podcast, an attempt to run a marathon, a ridiculous amount of archiving and various home and personal challenges. These projects come from a place of boredom and curiosity, and I've seen this space that sparks creativity and progression dissipate by the use of pot.
I don't want my kids' downtime and bored times "cured" by using pot. I want them to shake it up, experient, create, and better themselves and their lives when they have that feeling. My oldest is almost a teenager, and I know it's only a matter of time before a friend offers him some weed. My hope is he'll realize he doesn't need it.
At my local No Frills, they sell two different bottles of Billy Bee liquid honey. These 1kg containers are almost identical, containing the very same honey with only one exception. One is in English and French while the other is in English, French and Chinese.
On this day, the honey with Chinese characters on the label will cost you $2.11 more. Go figure.
I love sports, particularly rooting for the home team. I have a good friend who grew up near me in the Junction, and he's a die hard Bruins fan. I never understood that. I was born and raised in Toronto, so naturally I'm a die hard Leafs fan.
I don't think the Leafs are a very good team. I don't even think they'll make the playoffs next season, but I'll be tuned in hoping for the best. Many positive thinkers would find this attitude cynical, but I consider myself a realist.
In my life, where I have a great deal more control, I always look at the worst case scenario and do what I can to prevent that. I've been this way all of my adult life, and it can seem cynical and pessimistic, but I don't see it that way. I'm just not wired to be all pie-in-the-sky. Hope, in my opinion, only works when you have no influence.
I know a few happy-go-lucky people who always think positive and plow through life with rose-coloured glasses and a stern belief everything is for the best. I think that's bullshit. When you have no control, you do the best with the cards you're dealt. You grab a paint brush and paint that shit gold. When you have some control, you do what you need to do. Hope has nothing to do with it.
Worst case scenario is you're bored senseless by this Saturday morning introspective post. I can handle that.