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BOZZLE NOZZLE BLADDLY NACH!

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Yeah.


GET FUNKY WITH ITW!

GOOD GOD Y'ALL!

So I'm sittin' here....`

... with a baby and a computer on my lap, and I'm thinkin' - "I do NOT want to do the internet anymore" outloud. Internally I'm thinkin' "That bass is sitting 2 feet behind me." Now the logical thing would be to put the baby to bed. But the child, she teeths, and you better bet your sweet bippy that if I put this child down now, a microphone straight from hell will broadcast to my childs lungs the sound of a woman being raped, and to be honest, after this morning, I need a break from that shit. Seriously.

So Rhonda suggests that I blog.

Here's the thing about blogging. The only time I really enjoy it, and the only time I think I'm really letting people read quality writing is when I'm being my most honest self. So I say what I think, which means I get in shit later from someone who takes offence to my hell-rape analogy up there. But you haven't sat with this child screaming for an hour. If that's not what hell sounds like, well then I'll eat my goddamn hat. I don't need that shit. Seriously.

So this leaves me with the question - "What should I blog?".

"You're four paragraphs in Pilot. You retard".

Shut up.

Dick.

So I'm starting a new position at SGI in about a week and a half. My last day as a Building Operator is exactly one week from today. Then three days off and I'm a Clerk. I've never been a Clerk before. A Clerk 5 no less. In Underwriting in Accounts or something then in deliquent accounts, then something .... and voila I show up on Monday to a desk instead of a locker for the first time in my life. Sheeeeit. I'm sure I'll do fine, I can run a computer better than my coffee machine, I have a rudimentary system of personal and time organization, I passed all the tests my first try... and did very well on several, blasted through the interview and here we are, considering the fact that I could be turning in my last uniform on Thursday.

Life changin'. Not yet sure how to handle that shit. Seriously.

Nuclear reactor in Saskatchewan. Huh. Always felt safe in Saskatchewan because we didn't have nukes and due to our small economy never would. You know, even though our economy is supposedly doing well, it's still small. Nukes? We can't afford that. And this isn't just about the hundred gagillion dollars this will cost and how much that can go over budget. This is anout the MILLIONS OF GAGILLIONS it's going to cost when this PRIVATELY OWNED company dissolves in what 10, 20, 300, 2000 years when this company dissolves and this fucking death trap is spewing radioactive iodine all over the goddamn place and the baby's are coming out with heads the size of watermelons. This is a stupid idea. Mark my words.

Have another fish tank, so I moved my Tetra tank to a larger tank in my living rooms and moved the small tank to the bedroom and started a Molly tank. What a treat. They've neen having babies and I've kept a "survival of the fittest" rule on the tank and have a nice balance of fish in the tank right now. If it gets crowded in the tank I'll introduce some "natural selection" of my own, but for now they're a delightful troop. I actually want to replace the tetra tank now with guppies and some more anumated fish like moors - they're so fun.. So that's the tank after the tetras - two years away likely, but I can plan a major tank-reno and go to town.

My band The Criminal Kid released our first demo online a couple weeks ago. I'm not supposed to be pushing it around, but goddamn it, its out there and I'd like people to check it out. I'm really proud of all three songs, they sound great, and we're doing some SUPER exciting writing and work and I cannot wait to find a gig.

Think that's pretty much all for now. Babe is stirring a bit form the typing, and I might have found something to do online.

Be well everyone, thanks for reading!

Well Rob, I dunno ...

So I just caught my old buddy and band mate - and fellow scout, stamp collector and occasional dart collector - among many other things.... Rob putting links to his bands Cafepress page in the comments of my blog -

http://www.cafepress.com/lingerloft

Now Rob is very welcome to do this on this blog, afterall he's one of my oldest and dearest friends, and me casa etc. Add to this the number of times I've stepped on the poor boys toes, it wouldn't be my place to get pissy about it.

So I'll just make a small winking nudge at it. ;)

You're one of maybe 8 people that would get away with that. I have no idea how you subverted the CAPCHA. :P

How Tetris Blocks Are Made

Tetris is my all time favourite video game. As fun today as it was on my NES in 1987. But it's only today that I've learned one of the deepest mysteries about Tetris - how Tetronimos are made -

TETRIS CF #1 from WooDUS on Vimeo.

Clothed Streaker Interrupts Naked Rugby Match

Just one more peice of proof that New Zealand is the best country ever. I'm so moving there.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/news/blog/2009/jun/14/naked-rugby-new-zealand

Kayah is 1!!!!

How about a compliment about my wife?

That might be a novel concept at ol' Pilot's World. One of the things I realized today was something my wife doesn't do anymore. Perhaps its because I put my foot down early or perhaps she just realized the folly in her desire.

When we first started going out she was on a fairly regular basis trying to push personal hygene and upkeep products on me. Exfoliating this, puff ball that, milk curd and bee sperm other thing. For a head and shoulders and pure soap guy, this was a little much. Now I DO use the dread soap she pushe on me when I got dreads, but that's because its the only thing that effectively keeps my dreads knotting - even then I opt for the original scent and not her "pertoulie" crap. Oh and she gave me some shave lotion for Christmas, but it was a present and it smells awesome... like freshly grated hippie.

So here's to the wife, the cause of and solution to all my problems.

I Like YouTube Tho.

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Twitter? How long will that last?

So all, I've started doing some Twittering. It's ok so far. I'm getting a little tired of social media frankly. Blogs and social networking seem to be this world of exposing as much of yourself as you can. I've been on Facebook for about a year now. I joined for the most part because the band I was in and the band I'm currently in communicate over Facebook's communication system. We could do it anywhere, but Facebook is fine. But of course now that I'm there people want pictures and want me to join groups and the rest.

If I want to protest, I'll join Amnesty or Greenpeace, the Facebook group to make sure we don't have to pay for Facebook can lick my taint.

Twitter and blogging aren't much different. If there was anonymity involved, I might be more involved, but the fact of the matter is the only people who care to read my clap-trap are people I know, and if I happen to open my mouth in a way someone doesn't like (which is often), I hear about it.

Anyways, follow my Tweets at http://twitter.com/PilotsWorld

Also, some news coming in the next month about my new band. There is much to tell now, but we're keepig it all under wraps for the moment to get the project a little more together first. Stay tuned!

Dear Warn Weather

So nice to see you again. Please stay around. PLEASE?!

Homo Milk

Something I wish I had done very early in my relationship with Rhonda was to put my foot down about milk.  Rhonda has a health need to drink only 1% or skim milk.  This is what people of us in the Pilon clan refer to as "Dish Water"

I should, from day one, have said "No, I will not drink that milk, it is against the Catholic faith".  You see at that time she was still pretty naive to how us Catholics do things and was very eager to please, so we would have found a way to make it happen.  Then by the time she figured it out, well we'd have a process in place.

But now I'm stuck getting only enriched vitamin A and D and some calcium from what is otherwise... dish water.

How's it goin?!

Hey all, long time no blog. How about a little update to Pilot's World. Everyone here is doing pretty good. Baby is growing up and beginning to walk and getting her first words. Tai is rockin' out in school and has a new report card coming in the next few weeks.

Rhonda is heading back to work part time at a care home, hopefully she get some satisfaction and accomplishment from returning to the work-force. She's working hard on becoming a doula and breast-feeding consultant, so I've had a lot of my off-work time with the kids and running the ol' household. Thank God for the miracle of the Google suite of online software - if it weren't for iGoogle, Google Calendar and Gmail I'd likely be dead.

Been working a lot on self-improvement lately. Not to say I was on a downward spiral of reckless behaviour, but I did realize lately that I've been having trouble prioritizing my goals in life... so I've been trying to target myself a little more and deal with a few personal issues I've been having. Spending most of Friday visiting bankers and councilors hoping I can make my life a little easier to manage. I'm hoping once we get our banking a little more online to begin using an online cheque-booking system called Clear Checkbook. It even lets you update your books using text messaging! AMAZING!

Been working hard on the new band with Dave, Vic, Andrew and Scott. Have a few songs well started and I'm working on lyrics/melody for the first time in a band. It's slow going, but faster than any of the work I've done in the past. Having others to fill in gaps sure expedites the situation. The band is already having inter-personal issues though, which bugs me a lot, and I think one of the members will end up leaving before there is balance and a healthy work-relationship happening.

Well that's about all to report now. Not much more to say. ... LEGALIZE IT!

Damn damn it sonofabitch

Well I shouldn't be that frustrated I guess.

Every year I set the goal... don't write the wrong year on stuff. This year I went a full 26 days before writing 2008 on something. Usually it takes no more than a week to absentmindedly write the wrong year.

The worst part of this year was I was so busy trying not to screw it up that I went ahead and screwed it up anyway.

Oh well.

The Best Parenting Article EVAR!

Rhonda reads a lot of parenting shit. A lot. I'm starting to believe that the children in this house are being raised by the internet. It's an interesting change the internet has had on parenting I think. I mean Rhonda's travels keep us very aware of the dangers that are around us, and lord knows I'm so madly attached to this baby that I'm glad we can keep her so safe.

I run a little more to the wind. I like the human factor of raising a child. I most often look for advice to the people around me, including Rhonda. I do read the occasional article or book that Rhonda pokes my way, and I've started a parenting philosophy and I rather enjoy it. And sometimes I let some slightly dangerous shit happen, just to see how she'll do. One needs to learn to fail. A skill I've always found my parents brilliant at.

Rhonda is pretty respectful of this approach a bit, alot. But she only sends me an article every few weeks, so I don't have to chug though one often.

But I stumbled on a parenting article so good, I needed to share it with y'all.

It's called

Take Time To Talk To Your Child About Whatever Crap They Like

Now THAT'S PARENTING!!!!

Winnipeg is allright - if you like sax0phones

Went to the Manitoba Museum. Not bad as far as museums go. Got to hang and jam with Mark and Blaine, hang with Holly and generally have a fun day. I got the audio interface I've been begging for for three months, so now I'll be a synth-rocking fiend. I can't bloomin' wait!

Of course now I need to buy Blaines bass.

Really enjoyed our stay at the Hampton, the curved shower bar was certainly the highlight their Travelocity Page promised it would be. And getting room 420 was enough of a thrill to make the entire trip worthwhile. Now for packing breakfast and back to the "vag". Nothing good can last... and we're gonna run out of money to stay any longer.

Au revoir Winnipeg!

In Winnipeg

And only nearly been lost a few times. Went to the Old Spaghetti Factory and saw the worlds largest kiln-dried vase and ate what was likely the most unhealthy thing I've ever eaten - butter fried spaghetti covered with cheese. I'm gonna have to walk that one off tommorrow, if I make it though the night.

Well off to bed or somewhere in that area....

The Christmas Tree is still up.

So ghetto.

That's just how I roll.

Peace.

SHHHHH!

Baby is sleeping. Peacefully in her crib. And did it with the least violence yet. Seriously, it's been a Gaza-style week up here in the Pilot Crib with the baby sleep-training.

It's a fine art baby training, I'm not gonna go into the sordid history, but let me just say we have a 7 month old baby who refuses to sleep in a crib, and I've made it my life goal to change that as soon as possible. And after singing most of the albums I listened to in Grade 8 at half speed to her, she is finally unconscious with two snoring dogs. And I'm gonna sneak to bed, now convinced she will sleep.

Bon Nuit!

ARGH!

I know that I live in Canada, and I'm very proud of that. And for the most part I try not to complain about those things I can't change.

But this winter shit MUST STOP!

I'm officially replacing all my CFL lights with diesel burning lamps and trading in my compact cars for a tank and a train with rubber tires. Global Warming? At this point in my week, bring it on.

I've shovelled thousands of pounds of snow in the past couple months, nearly got into auto collisions on numerous occasions and I'm frankly just sick of having to put on 40 pounds of winter gear just to take out the garbage.


There my rant is over.

I need a whiskey.