Runaway Future

Heard on the news tonight: The Fraser Institute says public health care costs are out of control and will make up over 50% of most provinces budgets by 2016. ( Calgary Sun Link ). CUPE came out to say “of course they said that, the Fraser Institute is a right-wing think tank commissioned by our Conservative government”. ( Soo Today Link ). Either way, queue the private health care debates. As our PM is apt to saying lately, God Bless Canada.

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On Colbert, they talked about Saudi Arabia making a wall to keep dangerous Iraqis out of their country. Colbert made a joke about it would make America look bad because the situation in Iraq is supposed to be under control. I think he’s half right, it will make America look bad, but more because the US is useless at setting up any sort of fence/wall/production on their borders.

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Also on Canada AM tomorrow, Suzanne Somers will “reveal her secrets for looking young”. This is the same Suzanne Somers that was quoted by a Beverly Hills based website as saying: “I think plastic surgery is great.” Just for kicks, here’s Somers when she was young, Somers when she was a bit older and Somers now. Hmm, what could possibly be her secret for looking young?

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Reminded of some stories from Cape Breton today at work.

First off, I spent a fair chunk of time in Cape Breton pondering the idea of me being a teacher. When I was in high school, my guidance counselor said I should/would become a teacher. I dunna, I really had a good time dealing with the kids at Sport Fair and they seemed to respond to me. I think it might be a good idea, but you need an undergrad before you can go after the Education stuff. So that’s like six/seven years of school ahead of me (can’t you tell I haven’t looked into that part of it yet). Plus, I’d like to teach at a small school like what I went to, but at the same time, I don’t think I’d want to live in a small town, like I did. Something to think about.

Also, interesting story. On the way home, we were caught in construction in Cape Breton and were behind this old Honda Accord (blantantly stated with decals on the back). So we’re making fun of the Accord and then finally we pass the car and off we go on our merry way. We stop at a Tim Hortons before leaving Cape Breton and as I’m waiting for the girls to finish in the washroom, this smoking hot blond comes in. So when we leave, she’s leaving too, and go figure she’s driving the Honda Accord. Later on, we pass the car and off we go on our merry way. Then we stop at Mother Webb’s, a steak shop outside of Antigonish. So we’re sitting there enjoying steaks when who walks in, but smoking hot blond. She tells the waitress she’s meeting friends and goes to wait outside. She never came back inside, and when we left she was gone. Alas, alas, the fleeting road romance.

Another week brings many an experience. If I wasn’t so busy, I’m sure I’d be bored.

The Jackass-Exhibition Hockey-Rolling Stones parties weekend was beyond crazy. The Commons is a mess and they’ve probably lost money on the whole thing, but it was some exciting. Two kegs is a lot of beer. I lost my voice within the first period of the Toronto game. Word on the Street was decent.

Cape Breton was decent. It was like a normal week at work, only amplified: There were parts that were great, parts that weren’t so great. I had good times with the kids, team-building (re:drinking) with co-workers, another (less raucous) party at Rita McNeil’s former mansion. We drove around in a Ford Freestyle, which is an SUV with the balls cut off. A real soccer mom’s vehicle, the styling of a sport utility and an engine suited for city driving and barely capable of taking on the highway.

I went to my first Mooseheads game tonight as a member of the accredited media. Have a shiny laminated card with my name on it. I’m really excited about this opportunity and where it will take me. This is just Game #1 of what looks to be a long and exciting season.

I’m not going to be curling this season because the fees are too high and I really want to concentrate on writing. I’m dimly grasping at the next step with the writing and I want to pursue it to the end. Now that I left curling once and returned, the idea of leaving it again doesn’t seem as troublesome for me. I hope I don’t yearn to play, but perhaps I can use it as motivation to go to the gym more often (or at least to go to the gym period).

I’m going to get to go home for Thanksgiving (first time home in I can’t remember how long). The NHL season starts soon. The Trailer Park Boys movie and the Borat movie both come out soon. I can’t wait. The fun continues.