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Sunday, March 06, 2016

Trump Card ©

No ItisI not Facebook CNN.

I have been watching the politics down in the States for the last few months; let’s face it there is shit on anywhere else.
Trumpomania, I must admit I like his style I just think he’s an idiot where it comes to policy and being a people person.
He says he is a Republican but I suspect he is more fascist/communist/opportunist than capitalist.
If elected Trump would be the end of all we know.
How did Donald “Small Hands” Trump manage to be so popular among so many republicans?
Well, that’s a long story but I am surly positive it started with a lie tens of thousands of years ago.
It started with a person wanting to be elected boss and made more promises than he could keep therefore being forced to condemn those he basically lied to.

Since that first lie back in the stone age politicians have piled so many lies on top of each other the poor populace is all fucked up in the brain and tries to see the light despite the confusion not realizing the ground is rushing up to their face.
This is what Trumpomania is.

The people in the States have been lied to by so many politicians that they are running to the moron for help.
Trump’s rise to political power can be compared to the start of Hitler’s early beginnings.
Just look at what he said at the debate the other day.
“If I am President the military will do what I tell them to do and that’s final”.
Those are the words of a dictator, not a president.
There is only one main problem in the United States.
They are not “United” any more.
They are just plain “states” now.
They may have been the U.S.A. !!!!!
Now just, plain jane americans.

This isn’t Trumps fault.
No it’s the fault of the Cruzs, Clintons, Bushs, Obamas …. that came before them.
Politicians did this.
Lies upon lies to get elected.
Politicians have been fucking with peoples needs for so long that the people have resorted to flock in the wrong direction as did the German people did back in the 30s.
Government is suppose to be for the people by the people not for some of the people by the rich to control.

I listen to these candidates speak of strategy.
Who is going for the evangelical vote
Who is going after the African American vote.
Who is going for the Latino vote.
The gay vote.
The gun vote

But you know, I have yet to see or hear one of them say I want to appeal for the American vote.

Black lives matter, all lives matter, get over it.

They say religion should have no part in politics but it does.
Big business should have no part in politics but Super packs drive the parties and candidates.
Lobby groups fund their man to vote their way not yours.

In my opinion, none of the politicians down there represent the American people.
They may represent some of them, maybe, but not all of them and that’s a fact.
I like Bernie Sanders but his ideas are to late.
You would need to start from scratch and that isn’t possible.
Is took 240 years to get here and it will probably take twice that long to fix it if that is possible.

Hillary Clinton, I don’t trust her but am willing to bet she has bigger hands than Trump. “wink”.

Rubio, why, for more of the same bullshit.
Cruz, ah yes, he could be the first Canadian President and we didn’t have to fire a shot.
Maybe we can change all the stars to little maple leafs on the flag.
Trump…….how suicidal are you.

A divided people can not make a country.
They can only fan the flames of discontent.

I think it’s time the people of what was a great nation stepped outside of their homes and hand in hand tell their politicians what they want and to make it happen.
Don’t fool yourself, they can.
Billions are being spent on these caucuses.
Billions that could be spent helping people now.
The people is what made your country great and the politicians are the ones who fucked it up.

The solutions to most of your problems are at hand but your politicians are to busy playing chess with the rest of the world to take a few steps back to solidify what they are loosing a grip on.
It’s people.

On a closing note, as a Canadian and neighbor to the United States, I do care what happens south of the border for many reasons but mostly for my American friends.

Have a nice day


Friday, April 10, 2015

Blown Away ©

Remember that show, Kids say the darndest things hosted by the Ex nice guy Bill Cosby.
You know when your kids come up with shit when they are like 5 or 6 years old that leaves you dumbfounded just before you give yourself a hernia from laughing so hard.
Well, it doesn’t stop at that age, in fact from what I can tell it only gets more…. what’s the word I am looking for…… complicated.

I have an open relationship with my kids and or any kid if they have the guts so come and ask me the hard questions.
Now, I have a thicker skin than most but not by much so I have to suppress a lot of emotions that come naturally to a parent so that I can be in the loop for my kids when they really need me.

That said, my 24 year old stopped by the other day to tell me what happened around Valentines Day.
She now lives with her boyfriend so she decided to do something romantic for them on Valentines Day and maybe a little naughty.
Yes my kids talk to me about the sex issues not their mother.

“I went to the sex shop the other day”.
“You went to Wicked Wanda’s without me”?
“You know how much I love that store”.
“Who was behind the counter, was it the tall blond with the big tits or the raven hair goddess with the round ass”?
“It was the the chubby one”.
“Ah yes, Raul”.
“No, it was the chubby girl”.
“Yeah Raul, he’s a transsexual”.
“You mean a girl pretending to be a guy”?
“No, a guy being a woman”.
You mean the whole time I was asking questions to a guy”.
“Well, if you want to call Raul a guy, I guess, yeah”.

“So what did you buy”?
“Really he’s a guy”?
”Yeah, yeah, get over it and tell me what did you buy”.
I bought coffee flavoured lubricant”.
“Ah, so you like flavour of coffee”?
”Not really but the boyfriend does”.
“I see, but usually the person using it gets the flavour they like”.
“Well if you’re going to put some in your mouth to lubricate his cock you would think you would like to taste a flavour that appeals to you”.
“I just put it on my lips to kiss him”.
“Oh……..did you slide off his face”?
“EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, I just realized she told me she used it an loved how it tasted”?
“You mean Raul”?

The oldest called me the other day.

''Hi Dad''
"Hey, How’s it going"?
"The boyfriend wants to have kids".
"AH, I see".
"I don’t know what to do"?
"Well, you got to get naked first".
"NO, I know that part, I don’t want kids".
"Then don’t get naked……."

Kids, it never ends

Have a nice weekend


Saturday, April 04, 2015

Still Kicking ©

Where do the years go?
It’s funny, only yesterday I was 16 and thinking how long it will be before I hit 40 and now I am 56.
We spent so much time chasing the seconds, the years slip away.
Every year I reflect on the year gone by before I stow it away
I assess what I started with and what I have left from the year before then weigh it against what is new.
What does it all add up to in the end?
The answer is simple.
You survived another year.

Have a nice day


Friday, March 06, 2015

Hospitalville ©

It’s 8 am and I’m sitting here stoned and looking at another 5 rolled joints.
Today I am taking a break from life.
The cats are joisting in the corner with the smallest one winning by the looks of it.
I feel like a general who has been winning all the battles but loosing the war
 On top of what responsibilities I had I have had to help a couple of friends in need, morally and physically being there for some tough news.

Last month as I was watching the TV around 10pm I get a call from a friend who is not feeling well.
I have been telling her for years she has to quit drinking.
She drinks no less than a litre of wine in a few hours, gets drunk and passes out.
She says her nose has been bleeding for hours and won’t stop and she doesn’t feel so good.

So I get up and drive over to her place.
Using the spare keys she left with me in case something ever happened I walk in and find her sprawled on the floor trying to get up.
Hauling her ass up she puts on her outer gear and we climb the stairs from her tomb apartment to the outside where she throws up and stream of blood across the white snow.
I’m thinking this can’t be a good thing.

I put her in the back seat and peeled off actually more like slid off to the hospital.
Pulling up to emergency I mostly carried her to reception where the nurse put her in a wheelchair and asked us to wait in the reception area.
In the reception area there were about 50 people already there waiting to see a doctor.
I hate this.
First I hate hospitals yet I find myself always in one for someone else.
Then there is the 6-8 hour wait in emergency.
Why do they even call it that I don’t know for a place for an emergency they should take a long time getting to you.

So we are sitting next to these people who she starts convulsing and projectile vomit flies out of her mouth all of which is red and black blood clots.
I mean., lots AND LOTS OF IT.
I freaked out but not as much as the rest of the people in the room as they watchthe growing lake of blood around us on the floor.
When I looked around the room people got so scared the ran out of emergency probably thinking there were in the presence of an Ebola carrier.
I the nurses ran over and rushed her off to the back where they started to undress her.
I sat on the other side of the curtain waiting.

After a few hours they determined, she was anaemic hence the nose bleeds and because she hadn’t pinched her nose properly the blood was running down her throat and pooling her stomach then she would puke it out.
That wasn’t her only problem,
She was going through alcohol with drawls and her body started shaking uncontrollably.
It took three of us to hold her down until they could strap her into the bed.
After some blood work they drugged her up and put her on a saline drip.
That’s when I turned and left the hospital only to find a forty-dollar ticket on the car.

In the morning 7 am to be exact the phone rings, it’s buddy and he needs to go to the hospital.
Are you fucken kidding me and he has to go to a hospital at the other end of town.
Pardon me while I have another joint.
Is 9 am to early for a beer?
Yeah, maybe, I’ll have a scotch instead…..

Single malt scotch after Kellogg’s cornflakes don’t go so well.
Oh yeah much better now
Oh, oh yeah, so here I am at 7am dragging my arse out of bed, fighting with two cats for my pants and one who likes untying my boot while I am tying up the other one.
Twenty minutes later I am in the hospital waiting room of yet another hospital.
I swear if he started puking blood……..
Eight hours later I drive him home.
As I was driving off I figured I would go to the other hospital to see how my other friend was doing.
I had called her son the night before to inform him his mother was at the hospital.
They don’t always get along and it’s mostly because of her drinking.

Parking the car in the lot this time I marched through emergency towards the restricted area where I gauged me steps to someone walking towards the door from the other side so that when they opened the door and walked through a step passed them and into the back without the hassle of being told I wasn’t on her family list.
Walking past rows of full beds I find hers.
Curtain wide open she is sitting on the side of the bed, topless and in a jumbo diaper.
At that moment all I could think of was Homer Simpson.

Hello, a little common decency would be fucken nice.
I walked into the cubical and asked how she was.
No answer.
I looked into her eyes and she was totally out of it.
I was jealous.

Turning I took a hospital robe from a cart and covered her tits then pushed her back onto the bed and covered the bottom of her body.
Inside I was pissed and wanted to rip someone apart for how I had found her but I just sat there and waited for someone to show up which they did.
After I got the report from the doctor I put in my ten cents of what I found and how people should be treated.
He wasn’t amused with what I told him I found but I don’t expect him to care much either.

That evening my mother called screaming my father was dieing.
I am out the door and next door in a blink
My father was grasping the counter trying to stay up with my mother crying and freaking out next to him.
He has had the flu and I took him to the doctor just that day and he was told he had the flu and bronchitis.
He was prescribed medication and was told it would take a few days for them to kick in.

My parents being well into their 80’s any small incident to them is dieing.
My father is worse.
All the way back from the doctors he is telling me, “ I am dieing”
We all are I tell him but he says he is dieing now.

At home that day I laid out his medications and told them what to take and when.
Easy peazy for the average person but Greek immigrants are not average.

Antibiotics for the bronchitis once a day
Benadryl for his throat and the chest congestion 3 times a day
3 puffs from the inhaler 2 times a day
Pepto for his stomach
Tylenol 3 times a day.
Easy right?

My mother gives him 1 Tylenol for the whole day
Syrup once for the whole day
3 puffs from the wrong inhaler
Instead of pepto for his upset stomach she gives him Galveston, which does the opposite and traps all the gas in my father who is now bloating like the Pillsbury doughboy.

I call for an ambulance because he really thinks he is cashing in his chips.
I also called my brother to tell him the old man is in trouble but he said he was busy watching the Leafs game at the bar and would call my SIL to come down, no, I didn’t call her, he is his father.

Now I am pretty stressed out.
I haven’t really slept in days and all this hospital shit is getting to me.
The Paramedics got there quick and had set up shop next to my father in under ten minutes of my call,
It helps living 2 blocks away.

By the time my SIL showed up with my niece they had determined he OK to stay home and if things seemed worse they would rush right over.
That’s when she walked in and heard them say that.
She started saying our doctor was no good and they should take him to the hospital.
She went on to say her mother is a doctor and she took nursing classes and she believed my father should go to the hospital.

That’s about when I lost it.
First off, her mother is a psychiatrist or something like it.
Secondly, thinking about being a nurse isn’t the same as being one.
Thirdly my doctor through her out because she used to go to see him with 100 different ailments she found on the internet and had already decided what the doctor should do before he even looked at her.
Oh yeah, I went ballistic.

“Get the FUCK out of this house now you stupid BITCH”.
She went to say something.
‘Shut your fucken trap and get out”.
This is where the ambulance attendant, a young guy in his 20s though his balls had fully grown decided to step in.

He tells me to watch my language in front of my niece.
At that moment, language wasn’t an issue, my niece hears worse at home from her mother’s mouth and this was about my father not this bitch.
Walking towards her I pointed to the door and said in no muffed voice.”GET THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW”.

What does the attendant do?
He says “Shut up”.
I stopped half way down the hall and turn around.
I walked right back to him and in a calm voice said “Say it again”.
“Tell me to shut up in my house again”.
The female attendant knew he fucked up the first time.
Everything up until my SIL showed up was cordial but I guess he was mesmerized by her fake tits and didn’t see the real danger infront of him.
He walked away and the SIL beat it out the door leaving my niece behind.
She later told the male attendant her mother talks to much.
He came an apologized to me for stepping out of line before he left.
My SIL has yet to speak to me, WHOOOO HOOOO
My female friend got out of the hospital but two days later fell and fractured her knee after getting drunk when she found out she had cancer in her girly bits.
This is just a tiny bit of my life.
A 24 hour period to be exact.

Sigh, I need better pot

Have a nice weekend


Saturday, February 21, 2015

Words Of Wisdom ©

A kid today asked me ``Why do you say fuck so much``
Why the fuck do I know, because I'm Canadian.
No, that wasn’t my answer
So I think about it for a bit.

Let’s see, I was born on the border of Quebec and Ontario to immigrant parents.
On one side they want you to be French and on the other side they want you to be English. At home they want you to be Greek.
The French don’t understand the English
The English don’t care to understand the French and the Greeks they never understand period but they all understand one word.
So my answer was simple. ``Fuck off kid``

Have a nice weekend


Sunday, February 08, 2015

Time For A Reality Check ©

They say we are supposed to learn from our mistakes but as I look at the world I am baffled and dismayed.
We are supposed to be a civilized world with supposedly respect and compassion for others.
With all this new technology we are developing we are supposedly getting even farther out of the Stone Age.
People are living longer…supposedly.

To say I am confused would be an understatement,
To say I am frustrated would be putting it lightly.

Who do I blame for all of this, the state of the world?
The politicians?
The clerics?

Politicians, they talk about the shit happening around them.
Then they debate about it for twice as long
Take a two month break for the summer then come back and start back from the beginning to refresh their memories while all hoping this delay has solved the calamity on its own saving them a decision.

Clerics, A bunch of fucken pimps from the popes/Ayatollahs right down to the Priests/Shaikhs who recruit their followers.
People who interpret and twist words to lure the poor, lost and angry to their bullshit.

Society, Our zeal to quickly move forward so fast we have left more than half the world still back in the Stone Age and instead of aggressively educating these people we take the easy way out by giving them tools they never got a chance to learn how to respect.
You don’t take the sticks and stones from the Neanderthal and give him a computer or a AK47 until we taught him how to respect life.
Now who is going to teach us?

God, what a fucker this guy is or her.
Allah is on our side,
In god we trust it says across a lot of our money.
All these morons believe in the same god.
If we took the three main religions which represent at least half of the population of this planet we can place them in the same family group.
The first testament was all of their first bibles.
Talk about a dysfunctional family.
This is when they were all equal, brothers and sisters with a common cause, survival.
In time, as is in all families that outgrow their home they spread out and over the millennia they all loose contact with their past and become strangers to their own in the future.

The world is going down the poop shoot and we are letting it.
Why do we even have a United Nations?
From my perspective there should be an equal amount of troops from each country who has signed onto this union on constant standby with their only allegiance to the UN and only them.
Otherwise it’s nothing but a club for old politicians to go to argue while they wait to die.
If someone doesn’t like it then they can pack their shit up and leave.

UN troops are supposed to be a unbias police force.
It should be.
Instead it’s a farce.

Organization like ISIS should be dealt with immediately.
The UN should be able to deploy troops like any sovereign country sends out the police to deal with a crime but we let certain superpowers have vetos.
A guard dog with no teeth is called a pet.

Those who have it in mind to commit atrocities must also have the fear of being punished for it in their heads also.


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Nuts, But Not Mine ©

Well Itisi some real news from the home front.
Here I am again.
The year is almost over and I find myself single again.
Am I bitter?
Yes, but not because we broke up but because of the way it was done.
For starters I was I was betrayed.
She signed up on a dating site while still going out with me.
She didn’t have the stones to come to me first and tell me she wanted out but kept me on the ropes sitting at home thinking there was a woman in my life when if fact there wasn’t
I knew there was something wrong a few weeks earlier and I went prowling around and I found her.
I didn’t confront her I just sat back and waited to see what she would do but like I said she didn’t have the stones to say anything to me.
I had to phone her and make her give me an answer but she still denied she wasn’t looking for someone else.

If there is a nightmare situation when it comes to long distance relationships this would be one of them
I think to myself where did I go wrong.
When she went for surgery I was there taking care of her and driving her father around to appointments
When her son fucked up on a trip to Florida while she was with me in Canada I consoled her and had to swallow my principles to the point I almost puked but because I loved her… then I offered to shield the boy even take him here to Canada to avoid any trouble.
Does any of that count?
Are all women like this?
I hope not.

You would think as a fucken courtesy she would have at least broken up with me like a real woman instead of slithering around in the grass like she did.
Am I bitter yes but not for her leaving but for bringing her into my family.
At me for thinking she was a better person that she actually was, is.
Looking at her history I should have seen it much earlier but love blinds us to the point we even forget our moral obligations.
It’s a sad day but not in my life.
I can actually take a breath of freedom and pity the next bastard.