Extreme speed + extreme stupidity

July 16, 2013
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No problem with speeding in these days.

Speeding at extreme speeds, more than 30 km/h over the limit, has become a serious problem in the Province of Alberta. These individuals not only put their own lives at risk, but those of others. A couple of examples will serve to illustrate this stupidity.

In the first example police stopped a black Mercedes SUV (sport utility vehicle) for speeding. Nothing unusual about that you say. Well in this case they ticketed the individual for driving more than 50 km/h (30 mph) over the posted speed limit. They clocked the SUV at 152 km/h (94 mph) in a 100 km/h (60 mph) zone.

The road in question is paved, but runs through a farming area with lots of intersections. At the time of the infraction police cited poor weather conditions, heavy fog and light rain with snow on the road.

Taking all this into account it seems to me this driver was being extremely foolish. Being foolish with their own life would be bad enough, but in this case even more so. Riding in the vehicle at the time was a father, his wife, with three children of theirs, and another child. The children were between the ages of four and 11. The driver was the father.

Next we have a man ticketed for driving his car at 180 km/h (112 mph) in a 100 km/h (60 mph) zone. Again it was on a paved secondary highway, but with lots of intersections and hills. In this case no one else was in the vehicle except the male driver. His excuse? He had just washed his car and was drying it off. Needless to say police weren’t sympathic. For this he received a $800 fine and a 45-day driving suspension.

What will it take to pound some sense into the brains of these drivers? Right now the penalty for driving more than 50 km/h (30 mph) over the posted limit is a heavy fine, driving suspension and demerit points. The ticketed drivers also must appear in court before a judge. They are not allowed to plead and mail the fine in as with an ordinary speeding ticket. Hopefully, it won’t take a horrific accident with multiple innocent lives loss before action is taken.

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Blow the stink off.

July 14, 2013
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Grandfather Davis possible originator of the saying.

When I was a kid my Dad would always be telling us to, “Go outside and blow the stink off”.

Every family has it sayings I guess. That was one of my father’s favorites. I tried for years to find out what the hell it meant, and second where in God’s name he ever came up with it.

He’d always say it to us kids. I think he’d use it whenever he got tired of us being in the house. It didn’t matter that there was a monsoon rain or the blizzard of the century happening outside, Dad’d direct that at us and then he’d get up and walk away. He never said it to our Mom, or anyone else only us kids.

As kids we actually got the part about going outside, but the “blow the stink off” part? Well I knew I didn’t smell because I showered that morning. I also knew I hadn’t farted, at least most of the time that wasn’t my transgression. Hell if it was the farts he did more of that than we did. Why didn’t he go outside and blow the stink off?

Now after many years I find myself using on my kids. I still don’t know what it means. I did find out where he picked it up. Turns out his father used it on him and his four brothers. Guess what? None of them ever knew exactly what it meant either.

The best interpretation I’ve ever have been able to come up with is this. Go outside meant to leave the house and go play outside where you wouldn’t be bothering him.

My interpretation of the “blow the stink off” is to get some fresh air. It’s a hell of a weird way to say it, but that’s the only way I can put a meaning to that phrase.

Where it came from originally I’m afraid is lost in the mists of time and family roots.

 


Interesting Weekend

May 11, 2009

This past weekend was interesting from this writer’s point of view. First May 8th was the 64th anniversary of V-E Day. Germany surrendered on May 7th to the Allies and May 8th was then proclaimed as Victory-in-Europe (V-E) Day.

The next day May 9th was the 60th anniversary of my entry into the world. Yes I turned sixty. A party was held for me and a good time had by all. I’ve in a reflective mood lately, but all in all so far life hasn’t been bad at all. In fact I’m probably happier at this stage of my life, then I’ve ever been.

Finally and likely most important of all May 10th was Mother’s Day. Time to salute those who hold the hardest job in the world. Don’t believe that?  Then try doing it for a day or two without any help. Thank goodness I’ve never had a performance appraisal written on my experiences.


The Cat and Her Staff

April 3, 2009
Jackie

Jackie

I know, I know another cat, but heck everyone else does it so why not me.

This is our present cat named Jackie. We acquired her a few months ago after the last one ran off and never came back. Jackie is an animal-shelter cat originally and is just over one year old.

Funny how all cats have their own unique personalities just like people. This one is primarily an indoor cat. She wants out, but only when birds or other cats are spotted through the window.

Favorite activities include,

  • ripping and tearing cardboard of any kind, especially boxes.
  • rendering toilet paper unusable.
  • putting on nightly performances of “tearing around the house, upstairs and down at rapid speed”.
  • disposing of any flowers entering the house.
  • checking out all table and counter tops to ensure they are free of debris or food.
  • following her staff everywhere around the house to make sure they are tending to her needs.
  • greeting all cat haters or those allergic to her kind whenever they visit. I assume she is using this as therapy to remove their fears. This is not always appreciated, but afterall she is trying to help.

Her household staff consists of,

  • Dad (me) who is the primary source of food, cleans the litter box, and provides protection from other staff.
  • Cindy who usually doesn’t care for the feline order, but actually likes Jackie. She advises Dad when the food dish is empty or the litter needs cleaning. I would call her an advisor.
  • Damian who is the nightly bedmate of Jackie. Provides nice blankets and a quilt for her nighttime comfort. Also acts as a play consultant.
  • Claire and Olivia, the twins, provide “rubies” and play opportunities.

So you can see she has staff to minister to her every whim and want. What else could a cat desire? A mouse or a bird would be nice from time to time, from Jackie’s point of view anyway.


New Life Stage: Being a Grandpa

December 5, 2008
My New Grandson Lucas

My New Grandson Lucas

I entered a new phase of my life recently. Lucas Kendall Prior came in the world October 19, 2008. He weighed in at 7 lb 13 oz., and was 21 1/2 inches long. Birthplace was Calgary, Alberta. My daughter Tricia and her husband Stephen Prior are the proud parents.

It’s a bit of a strange feeling, but I’m proud to be his grandfather. Once I held him for the first time, I immediately fell in love with him.

This picture of him was taken a couple of weeks ago. He is a real charmer.


Golden, B.C. – In the Heart of the Rockies

October 14, 2008

Our family spent Thanksgiving Weekend in Golden, British Columbia at a family reunion. For my American readers, Canadian Thanksgiving is on the second Monday in October each year. That’s Columbus Day for you. Here it’s a statutory holiday and we get a long weekend.

We took our motorhome and camped three nights in the campground. It was very cold, but sunny during the day. Thank goodness for the furnace in the RV. We only paid $25 CDN per night with electric and water to stay. Compare this to $100-$150 per night if we had stayed in a motel. Besides our kids love to camp. Most of the meals were associated with the reunion so we didn’t cook.

Golden is located on Highway 1, the Trans-Canada Highway, three hours west of Calgary, Alberta. It’s also the northern terminus of Highway 95 that runs from Canada down into the United States. This is one of the most historic routes in North America.

For those interested in history, Golden was settled in 1882, but the area was first explored in 1807 by the famous cartographer David Thompson. Later surveyors for the railway came. Sir James Hector, a geologist with the railway surveyors, narrowly escaped death when he was kicked by a horse. Thus the name for the pass, Kicking Horse.

The town itself is on the mainline of the Canadian Pacific Railway. This was the first trans-continental railroad in Canada. The Kicking Horse Pass is the route followed through the Rocky Mountains by the railway and the highway. Wildlife abounds. On the drive home we saw Bighorn Sheep including some trophy size males. Then we saw an elk herd including the large dominent male. He had a large set of antlers and was closely guarding his harem of females.

Up on Kicking Horse mountain at Golden there is a Grizzly bear refuge. There we got to see a 6 year old, 600 pound male named Boo. He was rescued as a cub and they hope to reintroduce him to the wild some day. Incredible creature.

One of the other neat things we did was ride the gondola up to the highest restaurant in the Canadian Rockies where we had lunch. The day was crystal clear and we could see the Rockies forever in every direction. For those flatlanders who want to see what real mountains look like I highly recommend this place. It takes your breath away.

The present population is 4,373 with another 3,155 living in the immediate area.There are two main industrial employers, CP Rail and Louisiana Pacific. Louisiana runs a timber related mill. I believe they produce composite board which is similar to plywood. There is an excellent ski hill and golf course which serve to attract tourists year-round.

Most important of all Golden is where my wife was born and raised.


The Davis’s Vacation: Apologies to the Griswold’s

July 11, 2008

A road-tripping we will go. This weekend our family leaves for a planned two weeks of enriching the gas stations of the United States and Canada. The plan is to make this family fun for all. How the heck do you do that? Traveling with three little ones that can be hard to manage, but here are some of the ways we hope to make it enjoyable for all,

1. Don’t drive long distances in one haul. The plan is to drive only 4 – 5 hours per day.

2. Stop early in the evening. This should allow for ease of getting campsites and a more laid-back set up of the motorhome. Kids will have time for burning off energy before bed.

3. Visit attractions that appeal to all of us, especially the kids. Flintstone park and waterparks here we come.

4. Always ensure shopping malls are on the agenda along the way. This keeps my wife happy. Happy wife = happy life.

5. Stop frequently at picnic sites along the way. This lets the kids burn off steam and gets some food into them other than the “fine fare” found at the roadside choke’n’pukes like McDonalds.

6. Load the motorhome with provisions: snacks, DVD player and movies, iPods, crafts, coloring books, markers, and Tylenol (for Mom and Dad).

By the way I do plan on taking my laptop along. Most of the KOA’s and other RV parks have WiFi now so I will try to post along the way.

We have done several weekend camping trips with the RV, but it is still relatively new to us so I’m sure we’ll have some adventures along the way. It’s wonderful to camp in relative luxury, power, water and air conditioning. Makes the outdoors much more enjoyable.

Note: For those who don’t know – the Griswold’s are the dysfunctional family who take a cross-country trip in the movie “Vacation” which was released in 1983 and became a cult favorite. It starred Chevy Chase.


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