Canada vs. USA!! Tomorrow, for the Gold … the coveted Gold Medal!! Men’s hockey!! So, a few days ago the US team beat us, for the first time in 50 fucking years of Olympic action, I might add!! Good, get your hopes up assholes!! We WILL annihilate you!! We WILL pulverize you!! We WILL destroy you!! This is OUR game motherfuckers!! That first game (a few days ago) was the most viewed show, not sporting event … show of all time in Canadian TV viewing history. Considering tomorrow’s game importance, and it having a much, much greater significant, ever lasting impact, along with it being played on the week-end, on Sunday, and with a game time of 3:00 p.m. I think it’s safe to say we’ll break that record, and then some!! We will be a nation united, glued to the TV!! Go Canada Go!!

Hard hitting action: Game 1

We got hit hard with a another winter blast last night, so I had to dig out these bad boys again. I usually don’t have to resort to using them, ordinarily any shoes on hand will suffice … unless the snow gets very deep, and then in that situation, I will. My Baffin Boots(Canadian made, for Canadian winters)are a quite a few years old now, maybe even 10 years old … but in remarkable condition, in great shape … so much so that they appear almost new. I couldn’t find the exact model, as it probably changed slightly throughout the years, but, these are approximately like my pair!!

Rated to minus 60 motherfuckers!! And with my thick, 100% wool thermal socks, my toes are toasty!!

I knew something was different about it. Took a minute or two before I realized what it was. Comparing it to my empties confirmed it. Much say, I like it, and I like the smooth texture too. The old one had raised detailing!!

New can:

Old can:

Ashleigh McIvor

Holy Fuck … did she ever lay a motherfucking beating on her competitors!! She won gold by a country mile!! Uh, Lindsey who?

Find a way
A way to be
You’re looking down again
Just let it be

And I only would do for you what you\’d do for me

Don’t look back just to lean on me
It’s taken the life out of me
It’s not like you’d know
You’ve never been close enough
Closer than you’ve been to me
It’s not what you say
It’s just in the way
You push me away

Fucking dog narced on his owner!! That’s just so wrong!!

Bitch!!

We all should aspire to be like Jon Montgomery!! Jon’s honesty, integrity, patriotism, all around great, fun loving, happy go lucky guy, are attributes we all can appreciate!! How can you not love a guy who loves drinking beer, and isn’t afraid to show it!! I’m sure I speak on behalf of the whole country when I say, “What you did, what you achieved, and how you did it, you made Canada so incredibly proud”

Throwing yourself headfirst on a sled down a steep sheet of ice with twists and turns is mind-blowingly insane!!

Gold medal winner!! In the most motherfucking bad-ass sport … Skeleton!! Fuck, Skeleton just sounds bad-ass!!

it could be made into a monster

if we all pull together as a team

you’re gonna go far

you’re gonna fly high

you’re never gonna die

Go Canada Go!! What a great couple of days for us in freestyle skiing. First Jenn Heil winning the silver, and then Alexandre Bilodeau winning the gold. Of course up here in the great white north we’re known for our hockey prowess, but if we now become famous for moguls too, I’ll take it!! I can’t think of any other sport that lasts a mere 20+ seconds, and packs a fucking wallop, a shitload of on pins and needles excitement in determining its winner!! Such a nerve-wracking fucking blast!!

Golden Glory – Alexandre Bilodeau

Sweet Silver – Jenn Heil

Motherfucking love this one too!! Like I said … c’est la vie!!

Hey, that’s just the way it is … fair or unfair has nothing to do with it!! That’s life … c’est la vie!!

You don’t understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be

Down in a hole and I don’t know if I can be saved

Down in a hole and they’ve put all
The stones in their place
I’ve eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath

I own quite a collection of high quality cookware and bakeware. Names that are quickly recognizable to people in the know, kitchen enthusiasts, people who love to cook, skills notwithstanding … Le Creuset, Staub, and Emile Henry to name a few. But, every now and then … quite frequently actually, I love digging out and using my Corningware … it’s unpretentious, inexpensive, and best of all highly competent!! It gets the motherfucking job done without any fucking fanfare or fuss!! I love it … love things like this that aren’t the end all and be all of being a chef!! Gotta give credit where credit is due … thanks Corningware!!

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

I am a new day rising

I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?

Tomorrow I’ll start making my chili. In the past I’ve made many varieties, but generally try to stick to my original recipe and not stray too far from it. Oh, and I don’t give a fuck about traditionalists and their bullshit. Fuck em. For instance, I’ve heard that in chili cooking competitions beans are banned … fucking forbidden!! Not in mine!! I throw in black beans, red kidney beans, and tons of both!! Also, while it’s not a secret ingredient, it’s not as if it makes the chili, I throw in a can of hominy … this exact brand too. Now, I’m sure my Yankee friends know about this product all too well, especially in the south western states, but here in Canada? Fat chance!! I’d bet dollars to doughnuts no other Fucken-Canuck even knows what it is, let alone uses it.

To do something different for this version, I went to my local supermarket, had my butcher cut and prepare a beautiful 5 lb. prime rib roast. Then I told him to mince it!! Cut the ribs out, and chuck it into the fucking grinder, I said. He was dumbfounded … fucking flabbergasted!! He was resistant and reluctant to do so. He couldn’t understand why I would spend all that money, and do this. I told him that’s just how I motherfucking roll … unlike the rest of you dumbfucks, I march to the beat of a different drummer!! That’s what makes me who I am and I wouldn’t have it any other way!! Also, I always put beer in my chili … surprised? Usually what I have on hand will suffice, and I always have some on hand. But, this time I wanted to make it extra special since this rib roast gave its usual dignified place on a platter, surrounded by roasted potatoes and carrots to be my chili ingredient extraordinaire that I went and bought an exceptional beer worthy of a match, a perfect fit and compliment. Guesses, anyone? I chose the Black Stuff … Guinness motherfuckers!! Deeply coloured and richly flavoured!!

And for this Sunday, that’s a winning combination!!

I’ve been doing a lot of this lately!! Did you get the groovy reference? Oh, and to all of you youngsters … that means a record player!! Not that even that means anything to you. And that’s a shame actually. Let me explain, I have quite a sweet stereo system and consider myself an audiophile … and if you’ve never heard the snap and crackle of the needle on a spinning record, with its warmth and fullness emitted from the speakers(on a pure 2 channel system), well I pity you and what you are missing. Nothing compares to its quality  … nothing!! And I know being raised on iPods, MP3’s and all the digital shit out there, it’s hard to relate, or understand!! Fuck, even I get caught up in the convenience of iTunes/iPods, and their shuffle, and the randomness and variety that this offers. But, every now in then, every once in awhile, I dig out the vinyl … and I have a great selection, even though it’s limited because I haven’t added to it since the ’80s. Also, there’s a reason that musicians created their work this way, and in many times, it’s really, really meant to be listened to as a whole, as if it’s telling a story … cuz it is!! Ever hear of rock opera motherfuckers? That’s why they called it album rock on the FM radio stations way back when!! It sure feels good working, creating in my kitchen and listening to an album side. It sure feels good getting back to things that were good!!

Pink, nice manly manly colour pick, eh? Here I am … Best man at my best friend’s wedding!! Sorry my old friends, wasn’t sure if it was kosher or not publishing your pics, so I didn’t. But man motherfuckers … did we look good!!

Another oldie, but a goodie!!

Hell!! You know what? Could even be 1980.

I’ve been crawling on my belly

I wanna feel the metamorphosis

Change is coming

Now is my time

Pissing, laughing … fucking cracking up, at that dickwad douche-bag Gomer in Pink Floyd’s ‘Nobody Home’!!

BTW … great song … great, great, motherfucking song!!

I’ve got wild staring eyes