That’s all it took … looks like I was Blazin’, lol!! Was excited thinking about it, don’t you dare dare me, lol!! All along was contemplating giving their page a “Like”, eventually figured … what fucking for? A one time entry? And then having my News Feed bloated with a bunch of numbskulls boasting the same shit, didn’t make much sense, so I saved it all for my blog!! The plan was to meet lawyer-boy (ah, the best laid plans), but when he couldn’t get excused from court, and considering I was already committed to the joint … and considering I was starving, tired & exhausted too … had a long fucking day, was no Goddamn way I was gonna leave at this point. Flying solo ain’t my favourite, ‘specially when it comes to food … even my woman was MIA … and although she won’t go past medium-hot, says she wants to taste her food … still woulda been happy-as-hell-having-her-tag-along, enjoying her company. Nevertheless, doggie-bagged Tiffany K. ’cause I’m such a “Giving” guy (oops, wait … that’s my Renee, lol). Snapped lots of pics, lawyer-boy called over 2 hours late … surprised I was still there waiting (thanked me too) till he eventually showed, stuck around for 20 minutes visiting, better than nothing, right? Did I say “Giving” , lol?

The place, BUFFALO WILD WINGS …

iPad ordering (from my table … fucking fun&cool, but still working out the kinks) …

In The Land Of The Free, it’s 12 wings/6 minutes … here 10/5 … ‘sup with that shit, lol? Canada always gets fucked with the exchange rate, lol …

2:20 later … remember, no wiping … YEP, I have NO shame lol 😉 …

I knew I’d be ordering more wings after the Blazin’ Challenge, was thinking ten … which Rochelle Rochelle said I could split, so figured 5 Wild/5 Hot, but held off placing the order until I first completed the challenge … ‘ncase the residual heat woulda been too much to take. Afterwards said “fuck it” … ordered fifteen … AND ALL Blazin’, lol!! It’s as if I did the challenge two and a half times, lol … twentyfuckingfiveblazin’ wings … danistrulythemandontplayhalfassed!! What can I say, love, love my heat (onion rings in the background also were great) … don’t these saucy bad-boys look fucking deadly? …

More iPad ordering … check out my special request (told y’all I did her doggie), lol …

The bill of course (lawyer-boy had to start his own) …

THE BEST PART: My free (well, I did earn it) t-shirt …

And the back … “like walking on hot coals, ‘cept you eat ’em”, lol …

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

… NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

My recent Brilliant (… lol) post reminded me, refreshed my memory … visiting relatives in Nelson, used to cross THIS bridge. I remember it being so rickety (not to mention VERY VERY narrow … apparently was built AND intended for pedestrian traffic only, NOT vehicular … yeah no kidding … really??), even as a small child saw (… and felt) its vulnerability … always thought we were gonna go crashing down into the river below, lol!! I never even knew the name of it, remember Dad slowing … almost stopping when turning, then straightening the car when approaching it, and remember driving VERY VERY slowly (read: carefully, lol) … another thing that didn’t instill any faith or confidence … and remember cowering in the backseat EVERY single time we did!! Hey, to a young boy crossing without incident meant another WHEW …  to live another day, lol!! And now love the benefit of using satellite imagery, to see it still there, and to see its replacement also. Found out that it received status as a Canadian National Heritage Site … loved hearing/reading that. It was a part of me, of my life (… still is) … and knowing that, I couldn’t be happier!!

way back when (bridge was built in 1913, pic taken two years later) …

and now …

… and along with its replacement in the foreground (pic 2006) …

you’ve got a fucking bullet in your head

they say jump you say how high

you got a bullet in your head

a bullet in your head
a bullet in your head
a bullet in your head
a bullet in the head
a bullet in your head
a bullet in your head
a bullet in your head
a bullet in the head
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
a bullet in your head!
you’ve gotta bullet in your fucking head!

Saw this outside a coffee shop in THE JUNCTION today, dug it … the vibe of it all … Mark Twain y’all!!

The day in 1999 that Lily came into my life!! Also the day this man was born, and I’ll leave y’all a quote!!

“It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however reassuring and satisfying.” — Carl Sagan

This is the BEST deal for a sandwich, a lunch I’ve ever seen!! A sandwich worthy of the name … Subway®, Mr. Sub®, et al be damned …  that’s another blog, lol!! Motherfucking healthy too … well, if you pass on the mayo, lol!! Years ago it was $3 all in, now with inflation they upped it a loonie, big whoop!! I’m talking taxes, everything!! It’s on Roncy, and those years back I was referring to, I used to go quite regularly. And for whatever reason disappeared for a bit, it’s been awhile. I went a couple of weeks ago, I watched (bear in mind it’s hard to see, to be in the sandwich making sightline) as she sliced the cheese for my sammie, I was able to see 12 strokes on the deli-slicer, and think I even missed a few too, lol!! This time, made sure I had a bird’s-eye view and counted nineteen!! “Exsqueeze me, would you like a block of cheese with your sandwich?” LOL!! … a bun, a-big-o’-pile-o’-ham, lotsa cheese, mayo & mustard  … all for four bucks … can’t fucking beat it y’all!!

These pics don’t even begin to give it justice … really, it’s a lotta food for the coin …

and the deli … LOVE my Polish delis (don’t be fooled by the name, lol) …

… the GREAT Goldikova!!

Saw this in a men’s washroom … used it to dry my hands after taking a whiz. Who knew dyson made hand dryers?! I had no clue, hadn’t seen anything like it … naturally was very good/efficient, as expected from this company!! And interestingly it’s the second time I’ve put my hands into a dyson product … the other one being the fan with no blades (motherfucking cool invention … motherfucking expensive too), lol!! Verdict: loved it and def danfancyhands could get used to this delicate treatment … too bad I didn’t have my moisturizer, lol!! 😉

… !!!!!! Emphatically said with multiple exclamation points. Misunderstandings, miscommunications easily occur … best to recognize ’em and ‘nip it in the bud’ (said bud y’all ;-))  before they escalate … Zen Baby!!

And ’cause it ain’t is why I did, lol!! Left me a reminder note (hate those btw) to mow the lawn a final time … was busy, and not in the mood so I quickly jettisoned it into the trash can. ‘Sides her blades of grass looked like shark fins, lol. Woke up this morning to a much better one … notice the green ink … nice touch Tiff, lol!!

… so fuck you Sampson, lol!! 😉

Folks, I’d like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me, about you
About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottom of our chests
About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts
Maybe below the cockles
Maybe in the sub cockle area
Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys
Maybe even in the colon, we don’t know

I’m just a regular Joe, with a regular job
I’m your average white, suburbanite slob
I like football and porno and books about war
I got an average house, with a nice hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain’t enough to keep a man like me interested
(oh no, no way, uh uh)
No I gotta go out and have fun at someone else’s expense
(woah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
I drive really slow in the ultra fast lane
While people behind me are going insane

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole, such an asshole)

I use public toilets and I piss on the seat

I walk around in the summer time saying “how about this heat?”

Sometimes I park in handicap spaces
While handicapped people make handicap faces

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s a real fucking asshole)

Maybe I shouldn’t be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they’re right when they tell me I’m wrong
Nah

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s the world’s biggest asshole)

You know what I’m gonna do
I’m gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac Eldorado convertible
Hot pink, with whale skin hubcaps
And all leather cow interior
And big brown baby seal lions for head lights (yeah)
And I’m gonna drive in that baby at 115 miles per hour
Gettin’ 1 mile per gallon,
Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonald’s
In the old fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers
And when I’m done sucking down those greeseball burgers
I’m gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then I’m gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side
And there ain’t a goddamn thing anybody can do about it
You know why? because we’ve got the bombs, that’s why
Two words, nuclear fucking weapons, OK?
Russia, Germany, Romania, they can have all the democracy they want
They can have a big democracy cakewalk
Right through the middle of Tiananmen Square and it won’t make a lick of difference
Because we’ve got the bombs, OK?
John Wayne’s not dead, he’s frozen, and as soon as we find a cure for cancer
We’re gonna thaw out The Duke and he’s gonna be pretty pissed off
You know why?
Have you ever taken a cold shower, well multiply that by 15 million times
That’s how pissed off The Duke’s gonna be
I’m gonna get the Duke, and John Cassavetes
and Lee Marvin, and Sam Peckinpah, and a case of whiskey, and drive down to Texas …

I’m an asshole and I’m proud of it

He’ll be the love in your eyes
He’ll be the blood between your thighs
And then have you crying for more
He’ll put strength to the test
He’ll put the thrill back in bed
Sure you’ve heard it all before
He’ll be the risk in the kiss
Might be anger on your lips
Might run scared for the door
But in seasons of wither
We’ll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and …

He\’ll be the love between your thighs

He’s the wolf screaming lonely in the night
He’s the blood stain on the stage
He’s the tear in your eye
Being tempted by his lies
He’s the knife in your back
He’s rage
Well he’s a razor to the knife
Oh, lonely is our lives
My head’s spinnin’ round and round
But in the seasons of wither
We’ll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and …

Shun ’em … can’t stand ’em!! Never was a fan, prefer pens … but seems like common sense for a puzzle player to be friends with the pencil?! Not I, and maybe a wee bit has to do with my arrogance and contempt (yes ME … and said maybe y’all, lol) in solving puzzles … and I’m talking about my fave KENKEN … my preference: the 36 grid game (challenging version). The last one had me mentally focused and concentrating with my ball point firmly held in hand, ready to pounce … and even though it was a doozy to solve, did!! At times not so simple, but always … and inevitably only a matter of danistrulytheman time!! Ink you KK!! 😉

… nail polish!! At the suggestion of her nail-lady, yeah yeah, I do know they’re called manicurists … geeze gimme some credit, lol!! Fun&funky choice, ‘specially since Halloween’s here … btw, love those hands, lol!!

Bought a shitload of these beauties at my fave Sobey’s *eyes rolling* yesterday … air-chilled chicken wings!! Prompted by promising weather … figured why not one-last-kick-at-the-bbq-can?? Grilled ’em & glazed ’em with hot buffalo wing sauce!! Served with thinly sliced crusty bread and my home-made (secret recipe btw, lol … shhhhhh) blue cheese sauce … and LOTSA beer … let me vehemently say … life don’t get NO better!! 😉

so when I’m lying in my bed
thoughts running through my head
and I feel that love is dead

and through it all she offers me protection a lot of love and affection

whether I’m right or wrong
and down the waterfall
wherever it may take me
I know that life won’t break me
when I come to call she won’t forsake me
I’m loving angels instead

when I’m feeling weak
and my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
and I know I’ll always be blessed with love
and as the feeling grows
she breathes flesh to my bones
and when love is dead
I’m loving angels instead

I know it’s a  s t r e t c h  but it’s my adaptation of The Dukes of Hazzard … hey, least I try motherfuckers, lol!! I remember a few of the faces, mostly I remember how much I hated going to these type of things!! I was a kid who wanted to ride my bike, throw rocks, kick a ball, run and play with my friends … anything that involved physical activity, anything that didn’t involve sedate cultural learning activities. I also remember being forced to go to many … and believe me, they seemed to drag on all day long!! Forty plus years later I’m so thankful and appreciative (understanding too, lol) that I was … I look back with fondness and smile … it’s part of me, who I am … my heritage!! Unfortunately, I reduced the image size, scaled it to fit into my blog (sorry, had no choice) … and ain’t saying which one’s me, thank God I don’t look dorky (unlike so many others), but I will say that I’m looking right through the lens, showing my contempt for the whole Goddamn ceremony … it’s as if I’m saying, “Jesus Christ!! … what the fuck am I doing here?!”, LOL!! Thankfully Dad wrote the info on the back of the photo, not so many thanks to his butchering my hair (lol, not really … did a great job, just back then didn’t think he did, lol) … ooohh reminds me – Bonus story: I was getting a bit older probably close to 10 years old … even then was beginning to show my independence, my defiance … no longer wanted him shearing my lovely locks … one day danistrulytheboy walked his ass miles and miles into town (and back) to get a real haircut, from a barber *eyes rolling* … take that “old-man”, LOL!!

… restaurant outing I mean, and burgers again, lol!! Let me set the record straight, when I (we … dare I speak for the deuce? … lol) go to these type of chain restaurants … inevitably choose burgers (or sandwiches), find that there’s less chance of them fucking it up, and less disappointment for me … the paying customer. I don’t even look at their pasta dishes, NEVER in a million years would ever lower myself (would be blasphemous), so I’d don’t bother. I make WAY better paesano cucina, and would ONLY order pasta from an authentic Italian restaurant (non-chain) … steak is a good option/choice and would definitely consider it, but I’d prefer it being from a legitimately dedicated steakhouse, such as The Keg. Dinner at Milestones is a no-brainer for me, don’t even waste my time perusing the menu … Kobe Meatloaf!! Ok ok, too much yapping … here’s the pics, lol!!

Beer and Bellini (Tuesday, lol) …

Mine (Cheddar & Bacon + sautéed ‘shrooms) …

Hers … Tiffany K.’s (Bronx Burger … onion rings? … YEAH, fucking great) …

The bill (included of course … been getting too much shit lately omitting it) 😉 …

The bottom line: It’s unanimous … the best burgers we’ve ever had from these joints!! And the biggest as well, these bad boys were half pounders … lotsa food, great value, great night … cheers motherfuckers!!