No Thank You Walmart Mastercard

An Open Letter to WalMart:

I don't particularly like shopping at your establishment but do on occasion.

What makes me really not like shopping there is when your cashier at the express check-out unexpresses me because she has to ask me if I want a WalMart Mastercard.

Not just once.

Like this: "Do you want to sign up for the Walmart Mastercard". "No thanks". "You can earn cash back on your purchases". "No thank you." "You can use it right at the check-out like cash." "No really, I'm good."

Very much like a tele-marketer except I was looking her dead in the eyes. I know it is her job to ask, but seriously, just ask me and move on!

Sincerely,
Barry

Elevator Etiquette

So I have decided to take blogging up again, and, as I wait for something genius to say I will write about Elevator Etiquette. I am not sure that really etiquette is the right word so much as common-sense. Elevator common-sense, that sounds good. Listen, if I am standing waiting for the elevator and you walk up to it, you needn't press the button. Do you think I am just standing there just patiently waiting for you to come along and press it for me. Do you think that I don't know how to use the elevator so I have been waiting for you to come along and help me. Nope. The elevator is coming. Just wait for it.

So...

So I thing that Facebook has made me forget about my blog. Bad me. There have been situations lately where I have thought - ohhh, I should blog about that and then I don't.

Tonight, though, I thought would be a good night to blog. Cherie is on the couch watching The Bachelorette, and I am bored on the computer.

Earlier tonight, we were watching the most dramatic episode of Jeopardy ever...wait...wrong show...anyways, we really were watching Jeopardy. The category was 4-letter Rivers. The question was something about a river between 2 states - so what does Cherie shout out...

MISSISSIPPI

Oh yes, if the category was 11-letter rivers she would have had it for sure!

The Great Thing About a Camera Phone is...

...you can capture random things that you would normally not be able to. This one is not totally random. I drove by this sign everyday for nearly 2 months when I finally remember to take a picture of it.

I wonder if the OPG people are thinking the same thing I am...

Do I get a a 10% discount or do I have to take 10 people with me to get the discount??

Unnecessary Caption?

It's Not Real.

Cherie and I went to a taping of the Rick Mercer Report on Friday night. In the lobby of the CBC is the Tim Hortons set used for Royal Canadian Air Farce. So Cherie and I took some pics with it.
So as we are walking away and a guy walks up and totally tries to put his garbage in the garbage can.

I could hardly contain my laughter as he tried to get his bottle in the garbage can that is fake. He pushed on the flap with the bottle and it wouldn't open, so then tried pushing it open with his hand and when that failed, he moved on.

Old Blog Posts...

I was just looking back on some things I have written in the past when I stumbled on this one...couldn't help but doing it again:

Go to Google and type in quotation marks your name and then "likes to" (ex. "Barry likes to"). Type in the first ten things that come up. Here we go:

Barry likes to throw caution to the wind.

Barry likes to exploit that unknown factor

Barry likes to work independently on free software projects

Barry likes to carry her around like a six-pack

Barry likes to spend his time inventing things in the privacy of his room, but frequently has to deal with time warps, art thieves, or his best friend accidentally turning himself into a dinosaur

Barry likes to compare photography to guitar playing

Barry likes to make mommy t-Na laugh, make her day with his adorable antics & talent.

Barry likes to screw up by constantly ...

Barry likes to go after Network Marketing companies.

Barry likes to work with the same people over and over

That was 10, but #11 is soooooo good, I just had to post it too...

Barry likes to eat. all the time.

Snow, Pt 2

These are for you Meggers...

I have just finished shoveling for the 3rd time today.

Snow

This blog is dedicated to Megan in BC who wants it to stop snowing there:

You can't tell from this angle, but the snowbank here is as tall as I am.


Poor Mr. Columbo, just trying to get back up the stairs...


The tree trunk is mostly covered by the snow...

SnowBlower Club

There are 3 key rules for members of the snowblower club.

1. Don't talk about about snowblower club.

2. If you are in the snowblower club, don't talk to your neighbours who are not in the snowblower club - they will throw snow at you.

3. People with gravel driveways are not allowed into snowblower club.

I wish I was in the snowblower club.

Very Cool!

Birthday, Christmas, New Years...all come and gone...

Well, its been a while since I wrote. Since then, my 30th birthday, Christmas and New Years have all come and gone for another year. Cherie had me a fantastic surprise birthday party. Aiden enjoyed the wrapping paper on his first Christmas. He loved to swim through the wrapping paper all over the floor.

Not too much else exciting has gone on. The holidays are over and things are getting back to normal.

Aiden is growing fast. He has started pulling himself up on anything he can, even people.

More to follow...24 is back and I am trying to watch split screens and type.

STAR TREK

Seriously...SERIOUSLY?

Seriously?

Have you seen the Christmas Walmart Commercial where the couple in the car is talking about what everyone wants for Christmas and then aren't sure where to get it all until the Walmart truck goes by them.

Here is the a picture of the last scene in the commercial - does anything strike you as odd?

So look closely at the picture, click it to make it larger if you want. Ok, so seriously, when was the last time you were at a Walmart at Christmas where the parking lot looked like that. No. No way. Instead, this couple would still be searching the parking lot desperate to find a parking spot that they will practically stalk someone for.

Ahhh, the spirit of Christmas!

Splat

It happened again: