Cry Baby

Last Friday, during all the dreadful events in Mumbai, I was woken up by my dad at 6:30 PST.

Eufemia: ....huh-low?

Papa: You see what's happen in da news?

Even though it's 6:30 a.m. and I'm barely aware that I'm a concious living thing, I know he's referring to the upsetting situation in Mumbai, and not the possible crisis in Canadian Parliament.

Papa: I say to myself thank God Eufemia no still there. They say this India's 9/11.

One guy said it. Quite the sound-bite. Then it becomes the headline, and now I've seen pictures of fellas with the giant numbers 26/11 written on the backs of their vests.

Eufemia: Papa, come on, I didn't even go to Mumbai.

Papa: Doesn't matter. India is India.

Can't argue with that logic.

Today, my dad calls at 7:30 a.m. and says "You see what's happen? What Governor General do? Because Stephen Harper go crying to her."

There are days when I love the guy so much it hurts.

OMG, WTF, & Any Other Useless Short Forms

I really should try to write more, and I keep meaning to, but somehow I get caught in in my daily grind that involves work, avoiding more work (of a personal nature - not the paying kind, the writing, the projects on backburners, the LAUNDRY. Dear God, the laundry) But I just have to spell it out loud -

OH MY GOD!

Stephen Harper (or as my friend Cathy refers to him Mr. Crazydevileyes) - what are you saying? What kind of Bull is this? Referring to what's happening now in Parliament (which is all your fault, in case you were wondering) as "undemocratic"? Man, you are a piece of work. A disturbing, lying, arrogant, wanker-speaking piece, to be sure. And if that wasn't enough, you've delayed my "Harper Goes Down & I'm Happy Dance." (It looks a lot like Snoopy's Happy Dance)

How dare you call the process undemocratic? It's our Canadian process, even if it's unprecendented. And it kicked in to kick you in the nuts because you deserved it.

As my hero Bugs would say "Da noive of some peeple!"