Archive for May, 2012
Friday, May 25th, 2012 – Summer Is Here, This Isn’t Fair, & Death In The Air!
Friday, May 25th, 2012
8 things I saw during the May 2-4 weekend!
- Parking within walking distance of the Rogers Centre….6 BUCKS!!!!! Flat rate even!
- Samples done right! A lovely young lady greeted us as we left the parking lot and asked if we would like to try the new Bud Light Lime & Mojito! Expecting a taste in a Dixie cup, she gave TWO CANS!!!!!
- A homeless couple making out on the sidewalk in front of the liquor store! Why don’t I ever see THAT on the cover of a Harlequin romance novel?
- A woman behind me at the Jays game passing out from the heat. Medical staff had to carry her out, and I know they were thankful that she wasn’t a 400 lb man!
- A grandmother took her son and 7 grandkids to the game and they seated in front of us. The kids were more concerned about going back and forth to drink from the water fountain than the game. I could think of better ways to spend almost $500.
- A big muscular guy reached forward to catch a foul ball, and came into contact with a woman in front of him. She made contact with him too with a smack to the head, He got kicked out!!!
- Back home the next day, my wife told me our kids are going through a neighbours’ garbage. I went to stop them and came back with a new ladder for our pool!
- A lunatic across the street set off fireworks in his front yard, the device he’s launching them with tips over and sends a couple of fireworks towards the house across the street!
(Sigh) can’t wait to see what the rest of the summer will bring!
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This really steamed me!
You wake and go to school for 12 years for the right to earn your diploma!
It’s YOUR blood, sweat, & tears so why wouldn’t you do something ‘special’ when on that stage?
All that ‘goofiness’ you’ve been holding back all that time needs to be released so why not then?
Chuck Shriner, a 17-year-old from Fort Myers, Florida, dropped down to one knee and “Tebowed” in front of his high school principal before receiving his diploma. “Tebowing” was made famous by former Denver Bronco and current New York Jet quarterback Tim Tebow, who constantly drops to one knee and rests his head on his arm to pray during football games.
For his actions at the Bishop Verot High School graduation, Chuck was told he would not be receiving his high school diploma.
Say WHAT!?!?!
Chuck says, “They said what I did would give underclassmen inspiration to do something else, that it might lead to something else.”
PUH-LEASE!!!
Upon Tebowing, parents and other students erupted in laughter in approval. The Bishop Verot High School administration, however, did not approve. Chuck was told he would have to clean the entire gymnasium the graduation was held in to earn his diploma back. What did his mother say?
Well, his Mom was the one who came up with the punishment!
She’s a math teacher at the private school and wanted to teach her son a lesson.
Chuck will be attending the University of Central Florida to study mechanical engineering in the fall, and based on what his Mom is like, I’m sure he’s counting the minutes!!!!!!
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OK, really? Last week one of our listeners sent us this a little after 7am. How mad would you be?
Thursday, May 10th, 2012 – Why Nurses Rule, That Cabbies No Fool, & This Bar Is Cool!
Thursday, May 10th, 2012
Every week there’s somebody celebrating something!
Did you know there’s a Carpenter Ant Awareness week next month?
However, this week truly does mean something as we honour those people who become our family when we need them most!
When there’s a family member holding on for a few minutes longer.
When an hysterical parent goes off the deep end when her boy stuffs pocket change up his nose.
When a scared first time father hits the panic button like he was playing Space Invaders as his wife is wheeled into the operating room!
OK, that last example was me!
(insert a ‘travel backin time’ sound effect here!)
It was December 4th, 2001. My wife and I were married for over a year and we were waiting for our first baby!
We had no idea if it was a boy or a girl, and we wanted to be surprised however our patience was being tested since our due date was November 25th!!!!
We tried everything to help nature along and she finally started going into labour while holding true to her promise that she didn’t want drugs!
December 4th became December 5th and the nurses kept asking if she wanted anything for the pain, but she continued to refuse.
A nurse monitoring the baby’s heartbeat, glanced at the machine and then my wife before politely smiling and saying, ‘Be right back sweetie!’
A doctor returned and revealed that an emergency c-section would have to take place. Essentially, the baby wanted out but my wife wasn’t physically ready yet, and that was stressing our unborn child which was more dangerous than we realized.
After my wife spent hours in pain without drugs, it was all for naught as she was prepared for an epidural.
Scared? I know I was as I watched her being wheeled away. As I followed this nurse stopped me.
I’d be disrepecting her if I called her ‘old’ so let’s just say she must’ve been working a ‘long time’!
And she was SMALL! A tiny little thing. Of course when you’re 6’5, everyone looks small but she even more so.
She had some scrubs in her arms and in a quiet, mouse-like voice she said, ‘Here dear, put these on.’
Are you serious? My wife was being wheeled away and she wanted me to change!?!?!
I’m not sure what Imuttered that morning, but I do remember pushing her gently aside trying to catch up to my wife.
I took one, maybe one and a half strides to the door when I suddenly found it difficult to walk.
It was because this ‘frail little nurse’ had grabbed me by the collar, and believe me for her it was a stretch to reach that high, and said in a much more stern voice, ‘You’re not going anywear until you put these on!’
I have to tell you, I looked in her eyes and realized I needed to take a breath and know that wherever my wife and child were, they were safe. I went to the bathroom, changed, took that breath and returned to that nurse who had no intention of letting me leave until I put those scrubs on.
I was meet with the same nurse who escorted my to the O.R. where my wife was waitng.
We ended up welcoming our daughter Allannah at 5:04am, and despite the seriousness of all that had happened during the past few hours, I never felt so calm…..and thankful!
Not a single nurse came back looking for thanks, however EVERY single one came to see Nancy and the new baby. They were like family that day, and made the most stressful moment of my life, the most AMAZING.
Allannah’s baby book has the name of the doctor who delivered her, but I wish the names of those nurses were there too.
They deserve it!
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You have GOT to be kdding me!
This is for anyone who ever complained about folks from other countries who came her to take our jobs!
More than 200 taxi drivers, mostly from the Toronto-area, were found to have been doctors in their homelands before arriving in Canada for a better life, according to the federal immigration survey.
The department last year surveyed 50,101 cabbies through the use of their tax forms. They also found another 55 Canadian-born taxi drivers who were doctors or had PhDs.
Doctors! With all the fuss over waiting times in local hospitals, maybe it’s time to call a cab instead!
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Why don’t we have more places like this, for guys like me, who have wives who can shop for hours?





