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I had some time on my hands over the weekend (yes, another weekend without control over the remote) and found this video of a rocket launch gone wrong while cleaning out the ole’ laptop.

It’s so odd that I’m definitely NOT a music video guy and yet here I am posting a link to yet another video.

This time around, it’s the latest video from Foo Fighters from their forthcoming album, WASTING LIGHT, coming out April 12th.

And for anyone that’s been around the block, yes, that is THE Lemmy playing the role of chaffeur.

I can’t seem to get enough of the Black Keys’ album, ‘Brothers’ and it continues to impress me with the release of their latest video.  Not normally a fan of watching music videos (not since the days of Betamax anyway), I’ve never seen a video quite like it.

And I would have posted it directly here but the closest thing I could find was this link to the video.  Enjoy.  I know I did.

http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi695638553

I’ve been revelling in the single life the last two weeks and in that time I’ve manged to;

 -have some cold wobbly pops in the neighbor’s garage (the neighbors were also there)

-burnt my wife’s fancy winter mitten

-woke up  on the bathroom floor (twice)

-ruined my some of my wife’s cookware

-let beef sit on the counter for 4 days before consuming it

-let my dog eat food that may have fallen from my plate instead of cleaning it up

-had a night out on the town with Cassie and Ian

-had a surprise midnight visit from Nav & German where we sampled some Disaronno

-watched TV that I wanted to watch (Mantracker and anything on Disovery or Geographic)

-woke up the couch (also twice)

-had bacon and beer for breakfast (and nothing else)

However those days have now come to a close and personally, I’m thankful to have my family back home, especially for this reason. (I don’t agree with the 2 piece though)

Valerie and the Heart and Stroke Foundation made me aware that this month is Heart month, where one should make an effort to eat healthy.

Considering I’ve been a bachelor the last little while, I’m not sure if this constitutes as a healthy breakfast or not.  Out of eggs, I substituted in nature’s perfect food of bacon while making fellow Rock 105.3 jock Ian breakfast which consisted of toast filled with ham and well, bacon.  And since I was also out of orange juice, I felt beer would make a good replacement.  (turns out it wasn’t such a good choice.  Who knew?)

I woke up on my bathroom floor late last night, happy to be breathing.

The morning started well enough as I had plans to check out Superbowl XLV (or whatever the kids are calling it) at Boston Billards and then after having breakfast at this greasy spoon downtown, my plans for Superbowl turned into Toiletbowl XLV.

 German and Nav think it was the fruit but I’m convinced it was my sunny side up eggs that brought my internal digestive system to an all time low.  So while the buddies were checking out great commercials and horrible half time shows, here’s a picture of the ‘superbowl’ I was stuck looking at.

After a healthy dose of Groundhog Day chit chat on the FM waves the other day, I was inspired to write this week’s column (which can be found in today’s edition of the Medicine Hat News by the way) based after some interesting e-mails and phone calls.

April has the cute little bunny that lays eggs, March incorporates either the lion or lamb and December is chalked full of reindeer.  And then there’s the Monday of the calendar year, February. Kind of like of how it gets screwed over with a lack of days, even if you do include the leap year, February also gets the short end of the winter stick when it comes to wildlife too. Whether you call it a groundhog, woodchuck or land beaver in certain realms, as a society of civilized people I feel we could have done a lot better in deciding on an animal to prognosticate our long winter or short spring.  Cattle will lay down before a storm, the Canada goose will round up their buddies and take to the skies before Old Man winter sets in and even Fifi the 3 legged cat will disappear into the attic before the thunder booms and yet we put our trust in a mammal that spends more time underground that it does above ground.  I put more faith in my mother’s arthritic knees in determining whether I should drive the Pinto to the carwash or let the rain wash away the dirt and dust au natural. A little hairier than yours truly, I’m sure the groundhog wasn’t picked because of its good looks and with a reputation of being ornery; it’s not a pet you want the kids to play with. (Except for that little so and so down the street who insists on messing with your car antenna every time he walks by) In the last 30-40 years, the less-than-mighty groundhog has enjoyed a success rate of 37 per cent and if math serves me correctly, those aren’t great odds, even if you are a bookie.  Then again what do you expect from a varmint that hibernates through all of winter. As a nation we’ve already incorporated the Loon, the Elk and the Beaver into our culture and while they’ve become regal enough to land their mug on our money, I’m awaiting for the day when Sir Wilfred Laurier’s face is replaced by Wiarton Willie or even possibly Shubencadie Sam.  (Although that could be construed as an improvement)Based upon the small mountain ranges of snow we have here in the Gas City, I’m thinking we already know the answer to our winter and the approaching spring.