False Creek Smerf

We all look like smurfs, we are called smerfs, so it is compelling to know what kind of smerf we are. I work with a grouchy smerf, a handy smerf, a vanity smerf, a papa smerf, and me.

I certainly hope that there are no security concerns with me being a Jokey Smerf. He does seem to have a suspicious package.  For those of you who are concerned about my spelling. Smerf is a combination of a smurf and a serf. More appropos. If you want to see another suspicious package look below.

Feeling Around WordPress

Thank you to those who have expressed interest in my reappearance on the intertubes. I am at that odd stage where I am groping my way through all the new wordpress features. Kind of a mix of overwhelm and awe. The old blog is still alive, just hidden. I may put it in an archive somewhere, as well I would like to add the 666 error page. So much to do so little time.

Presently I am in Vancouver living with my dad. I am volunteering in a lovely blue smerf outfit at the Cool Sporting Event On the West Coast of Canada taking place right now. As I understand it I cannot say anything else about it. 🙂

Mr. F#ck You Rick Hansen

Every day that I am home in the morning my dad (who is 88 years old) and I walk up to the McDonalds on 4th Avenue and get a snack. Dad has a muffin and a tea, and I steal most of his muffin and drink what is left over of his tea. This day that we were sitting there I distinctly heard someone say “f#ck you Rick Hansen.” It was neither my dad nor I as we have nothing against the fine man. Then I heard someone say “f#ck you Cindy Loeb.” Then I heard the disembodied voice utter “f#ck you Stephen Harper.” It was then that I realized that enormous man sitting across from my dad and I was uttering these expletives under his breath every time he turned the page of the news paper. Pretty angry guy. I noticed that he had the word “h – a – t – e” tattooed on the fingers of his left hand in lovely calligraphy. Then he did his ventriloquism of venom again and said “better get your f@cking f@nances in order (mumble mumble) your time is up.” Well that was when our time was my dad and I high tailed it out the Micky Dees as the mumbling giant seemed ready to erupt.

Retiring Error 666 Page

Well I am gonna blog for a while. How long it will last I do not know, but for the time being Error 666 will be put aside. And for those who managed to get past the css trickery there were always links to pics, movies, comments etc. They were just hidden. 🙂  Above is a screen shot of the error 666 page (what you are looking for cannot be found). The screen shot also shows Google Chrome for Linux Ubuntu which rocks my world on the lappie. No Mac or Windows for me.