To start, here are two excerpts that I like from The Secret Mulroney Tapes. It’s starting to grow on (I also realised this week that it’s signed…neat).
“I don’t want a puff job. I find myself so goddamn frustrated, as a modest student of history, wanting to know what was the guy really like? Did he get laid? Did he look after his family? Did he swear? Did he get drunk? It’s safe to say that the only bloody Canadian prime minister who really comes across as a human being is Macdonald. I’ve always said that if I were ever lucky enough to be in that position as prime minister myself, I would not object at all to people reading about my warts and my failings. They’re part of me. So as I say, I don’t want a puff job”
- Brian Mulroney
“…the defining mark of Mulroney’s character was his need for approval. Lacking internal validation, he spent a lifetime in search of himself. We are all insecure, but it is how we handle those 3 a.m. feelings of inadequacy that decides what kind of men and women we are.”
This week has been busy, and there’s still no sign of letting up.
Tomorrow is the big meeting that will dictate a lot of my future with the organization and how my job will change.
Thankfully, tomorrow, I also get to go curling. I curled twice on Tuesday and we won both games. I knew it was going to happen, I curled really well. I read a quote from Mark Nichols that goes along the lines that you curl better with a smile on your face. Seems to work for me, I’m starting to relax and enjoy myself, still taking the game seriously but not over-analyzing it.
Curling has become my refuge, where I can go to let it go, erase the weights of the world and just focus on the subtle movements of polished granite on ice.
I haven’t really been going to the gym that much, it’s all been curling. The way I hold my broom when I sweep has made this bruise about the size of a toonie on my rib cage. The way I slide out from the hack has beat my knee up. I don’t care. I need this.
I haven’t been able to take some time to write for HF. It’s hard, I need to do it, soon. It’s like writer’s block.
But, I have been able to progress in my plan’s on covering the Memorial Cup. We’re close to booking hotel rooms. Yes!
I had a doctor’s appt on Tuesday. I’m off the pills and onto a gel stuff.
Also sat beside Steve Murphy, who it turns out has a birthday the day after mine. I brought this up and he said that he was obviously a bit older then me. Yeahh…that’s why he’s the most trusted news man in Atlantic Canada.
On April 15th, we’re putting on an Easter Egg Hunt for kids in Dartmouth, through work. I get to be the Easter Bunny. This excites me, just because…I get to goof around.
Today was terrible. I don’t know what to feel or what to say.
Here’s a funny story about Rick Mercer and the Liberal leadership. Here’s the link to the auction mentioned in the article.
Here’s a less funny but more interesting article about Dave Chappelle.
Adam West voices the mayor on The Batman. How cool is that?
I have more to write but no time/inclination