Occupy His Arse

Sorry Henry, we are going to have to disagree on this one.  Now, this this dood is on to something...

Let me add, winters in Canada are reeeeaaaallllllyyyy fucking cold.  Let us see where this occupy business lands in Edmonton come January when its -45 celcius with the windchill.

Happy Maple Leafs And Haw Dawgs

Apathy Sucks

It's election day here in Canada and if you are Canadian, I expect you to get off your ass and vote.  I do not care who you vote for (I do but I cannot stop you from making the mistake of voting Liberal or Conservative), just vote.  Exercise your right to vote; that act is as important as who you support in an election.  Between 1998 and 2008, the voter turnout in this country has nosedived.  In 1998, Elections Canada reported 75.3% of the eligible voting public turned out to vote.  In 2008, that number declined to 58.8%.

Shame, shame Canada.

You are lucky enough to live in the best country in the world and you have an obligation to keep it that way.  Sure, I know, politicians suck.  So don't vote for the politician.  Vote for the person who best represents you and reflects your opinions on the topics being tossed about in this election.

What Strombo says to you kids in school rocking the vote easily applies to every other facet of Canadian society:



Our boyfriend George further breaks Canadian politics down for us:




Who wants to keep showing up to the campfire without matches?

And if you still do not think voting is important, that your voice is not important, do not forget the Canadian Suffragette movement.  Nellie McClung, Emily Murphy, and the rest of the Famous Five went to battle not only so you ladies could have the right to vote, but so that you would be considered a "person".  (British common law circa 1876 stated, "Women are persons in matters of pains and penalties, but are not persons in matters of rights and privileges."  It would be 1929 before The Famous Five saw that law changed under the "Person's Case".)



Your voice counts.  Fill out a ballot so you will be heard.

So This Sofa Walks Up To Me And Says Let's Hump

So here is the deal... some of you kids need to settle down.  I know I owe you Cancun pics and tales of days spent chasing food and lazing on the beach.  I apologize.  We all have stuff going on and mine is going on in a lot of different ways.


Part of the reason I have not been blogging much this month is because I was in Mexico for the first part of it and I very quickly became very used to being lazy.  I was throwing ones at Mexicans like they were strippers and they were more than happy to do my bidding.  I heard a lot of "It would be my pleasure, my Princess."  Turns out, in Canada, I cannot get a single person to even pour me a coffee for a dollar let alone write this blog.  Ya'll could learn a lot about customer service from the Mexicans.  Like how to be grateful for your spoiled lives and how to make sure I never see the bottom of an empty coffee cup.


Just sayin', not hatin'.


As well, are some health issues going on too.  My iron levels are not where they should be and a suspected thyroid problem is a lot less than suspect and beginning to become a huge problem.  Most nights, I am making sweet love to La Sofa by 7:00 because I am exhausted and do not have the energy to be witty.


So, until I get that stuff sorted out, posting will be irregular.  Like me.


PS:  Wore a bathing suit in public.  Every day I was there.  For really.  Well except for the last day but that is only because we were supposed to be at the airport and flying home in the afternoon and did not leave until well after midnight.  I even had a wardrobe malfunction while wearing a tankini.  Seriously.  Some of you may need brain bleach after you see this (and guess what... I no longer care if you do), but I knew most of you would not believe it so here it is:

Random Sauce, Part Eight

I'm just going to come out and say it.


I do not support the war effort or Canada's participation in that mess in the Middle East.  I do not recognize Queen Elizabeth as a queen, much less the queen of Canada.  I would never take an oath where I had to swear on a Bible that I would protect and defend her either.  I think it is time we removed Lizzie's face from our currency and stopped singing "God Save The Queen."


I'm pretty sure that all of this is going to get me kicked out of Canada, even though I bleed maple leafs.


Whatever.  Prince William needs hair plugs and Kate Middleton looks like she's been rode hard and put away wet.  Even the monarchy are not immune to human trappings like male pattern baldness and emaciation and fatigue resulting from blind ambition.


So there's that.


What I do support are the troops, the military personnel who took an oath to protect Canada and all that this country is and stands for.

Bless you for not being as selfish as I am.

I Do Sam, I Do

(Originally posted on my old blog "The Domestication of a Punk Rock Foodie" on May 12, 2010.)

So I have decided that after Sam Worthington comes to Canada and lands on me and falls in love with me, we are getting married and he is taking me to the Poseidon Undersea Resort in Fiji for our honeymoon.

It is all under water. Can you imagine? How many people can say they took a bath underwater? With Sam Worthington? I know.

Now, if you see Sam, tell him I'm waiting. Patiently.

And slightly stalkerishly.

That is what he gets for being on top of my freebie five list.

Also, feel free to remind Sam that I am worth every penny of the 20K per week this place costs.

Who knew it would cost so much to have under water sexy times without drowning?