Saturday, 8 October 2016

Return of the Fat Bastard - " News Flash" Donald Trump is a sexist Douchebag!

October 6th, 7th and 8th

So There!

      Its been three days since my last confession, I mean posting. It's not like I didn't have time. I have been totally absorbed in baseball. Except for the times that I'm totally absorbed in hockey or football or soccer or on occasion Darts. This is my favorite time of the year. The Blue Jays are making a run towards the World Series. The Canucks are getting fired up for another middle of the road season. The NFL and the CFL are in full swing and the stinking Whitecaps are out of the MSL playoffs several weeks before the end of the season. A veritable sports junkies Nirvana! But it has created a strange dynamic at home. For years whenever I wanted to watch a game I was banished to Tiny TV town. All of a sudden I'm golden! The lovely Lisa, as not a sports fan as a girl can be, has even suggested I turn the game on!
Huh, What?
      This is the part where I get in trouble with the lovely Lisa. I believe that subconsciously, the lovely Lisa's disappointed that we now have replaced the Standard Def TV with forty five inches of Hi Def Stereophonic viewing. That TV has removed the punishment component from my going to Tiny TV town. I think she misses that. You think I'd learn to keep this shit to myself. If I was smart I'd delete that paragraph right now! Self inflicted wounds are my specialty!
      In for a penny in for a pound. We don't have pennies any more so does that saying go the way of the Dodo bird, the Dinosaurs and the VCR. Years ago I was spending Christmas with the Murrays in Campbell River. It must have been more than twenty years ago. Megan was just a young teenager. Stu and I were in the kitchen making Christmas breakfast. Meaghan's boyfriend at the time was at the house and came into the kitchen, picked up the phone and tried to make a phone call. he turned to us and said "I've got a dial tone but the phone won't work". It was a rotary phone. The kid had never seen one. He kept trying to push the numbers under the dial. This non sequitur brought to you from the mind of Squatch. On the same general point the lovely Lisa has pointed out that I often have the right events on the wrong days. Turns out she's right. Yet strangely I don't care. I am writing from memory and now that I'm writing a little less frequently I gotta tell you, my short term memory is not what it used to be! I gotta tell you, my short term memory is not what it used to be! Kidding!
      After the Blue Jays game on Friday we went shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. It was definitely the time to go to the Stuporstore. Friday afternoon at 2 o'clock the place was nearly empty. They had prime rib roast on for $4.88 a pound. Limit one per family.

The lovely Lisa and I got a quickie temporary divorce and I went through one of the lines with just my meat. Then I went over to Lisa's line and helped her pack her groceries.
When we got home the lovely Lisa cut those Prime ribs into steaks.

Eighteen steaks about twelve ounces each and six rib bones! Beautifully trimmed and into the freezer.
 We had the first of the steaks for dinner last night.
       It looks like we'll have twenty five friends and family here for dinner. That seems like a lot but we have done thirty four one year for Christmas. Once the lovely Lisa has confirmation of the basics. Willy always does the potatoes and Jen and Christian bring the buns. GMcT does the Brussel sprouts. she tells people to bring something that you always have at Thanksgiving. The variety of stuff, particularly desserts, is mind blowing! I am going into a Diabetic coma just thinking about it! But that's tomorrow. Today I was sitting around writing this when I looked out the window at the pounding rain and the water pouring out of the gutters. So I made a video.

 The lovely Lisa on the other hand was wondering why I was making a video instead of trying to stop the water which was rapidly coming over the top of the gutters. I went out to the back deck where I keep a step stool. By the time I got back with it Lisa had climbed up onto the plant stand and had pulled a dog bone and a metal clip out of the downspout and the water drained off instantaneously. What a woman! I guess a crow left the bone on the roof and it rained so hard it washed it down into the gutters. Either that or Elvis is a lot more talented than he appears. It hasn't stopped raining for days. Don't move here! It will be like this until April. Ha Ha, April Fools. It won't stop raining until May!
      I'm in the office now listening to the Lions game, down 6 - 0  after Winnipeg's first possession. When" News Flash" Donald Trump is a sexist Douchebag! Who knew?! How can they not get rid of this guy? He makes Hillary look good and that's not easy. Top Agents at the FBI have said it was a travesty that she wasn't charged. Personally, I think they both make that nut job Gary Johnson of the Libertarian Party look like a reasonable choice! Okay, he couldn't name a world leader, living or dead, and he didn't know that Aleppo wasn't a brand of Dog Food but, he is for legalization of Marijuana which may explain the first two things! He also believes that everyone should have the right to live their lives however they want but not the right to expect everyone else to pay for it. He's polling at 9%. After Trumps current disaster he may end up tied with the Donald! When this started last year I thought a Monkey could beat Hillary! Probably still could. But no way is Donald Trump capable of winning this election. Death by Chi Chi!!!
      I've not missed a minute of the Blue Jays games for a couple of weeks. I think maybe John Gibbons, the Blue Jays manager is right. They are going into the playoffs battle tested. The last three weeks of the season were intense. Every game was crucial to winning the wild card. They watched as Boston and their ageless Superstar "Big Poppi" destroyed everyone they came up against. Their in it tough now headed back home to Fenway down two games to none. The lions are getting creamed so far. The lovely Lisa is well into preparations for Thanksgiving.
Chef Boy R Lisa's vegetable cornucoppia

Gourds of the twisted variety. The little one we grew.
Home made cranberry sauce.
There have been a number of changes to the front deck which is where we move the living room furniture to when we do these big dinners. Gonna be a little bit tighter this time. This is our first family dinner since the arrival of Michelle with one L and subsequent melding of her belongings into the familial landscape.We will be having a quiet night tonight. Watching the Canucks last preseason game and getting as much ready for tomorrow as possible. Lions are coming back! Woo Hoo. On that note I have some shopping to do so I'll be back, or not. I may just post this now. I think that I will.

That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all.

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