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Obama nation

Adopts "American Dream"

Generations cheer

Bailout, Foreclosures

And seven hundred billion

Reasons to panic

Whether the weather

Planet hit by disasters

Quite unnatural

Farewell Heath Ledger

Your joker was dark and wild

Why so serious

Chinese Olympics

Brings great honour to dragon

Despite lead content

Into the Bird's Nest

Michael Phelps glorious quest

Eight is indeed great

To Sarah Palin

Derailed the ‘Straight Talk Express’

Ended year on Tripp

Three-headed monster

Trying to swallow Harper

Oh Canada, eh?

Hannah Montana

Teen Queen in adult pictures

A royal scandal

Age is ‘Bad for Ya’

Seven words your Carlin card

Goodnight funnyman

The lame-duck George Bush

Sinking approval ratings

And rising footwear

My love Tina Fey

Who made real Sarah Palin

By comparison

Canucklehead done

Offers thanks for visiting

Have a fine ’09!

CHEERS!

Honestly - WTF?!!! This day should be sued for false advertising - I mean, why the hell did I even bother lacing up these gloves? Boxing my ass!! Actually, I suspect that there are lots of visitors from other countries who have no idea what I'm talking about. You see, in Canada the day after Christmas is called Boxing Day - and I'm pretending that it is names this because we all go around boxing each other - that is hitting each other with our fists. Of course, the whole thing is WAY funnier if you don't have to explain it ..... ah well. The actual definition of Boxing Day, well - I was going to describe it as the Canadian 'Black Friday' - but let's go with the Wikipedia definition: Boxing Day is a public holiday in the United Kingdom, Australia, Canada, New Zealand, Hong Kong, countries in the Commonwealth of Nations with a mainly Christian population, and parts of the United States. It is based on the tradition of giving gifts to the less fortunate members of society. Contemporary Boxing Day in many countries is now a "shopping holiday" associated with after-Christmas sales. Anyway, you get the general idea.

For those keeping score at home, I have no been a non-smoker for over a week. Just over over of course but over…

The teacher had been in the business long enough to keep her clam and not to panic. Sure, she should have started months ago, but she still had a week or two before the report cards were due - certainly she could get the required information --- she would just have to redouble her efforts. I mean, she already had most of the students pegged at this point, the comments would for the most part write themselves. There was the small problem of the Canucklehead boy - sure, he was cute as a button and a charming personality but she could not let these factors get in the way of a fair and balanced evaluation. Let's just wander over now and have a look at how he's making out on his craft. Oh dear! There it was, the answer staring her in the face as plain as the eye in the middle ... of the neck?

She made her way back to her desk and made a small note - not much really - just a few words. That is how it started. From then on she treated him a little more carefully, as did his parents, concerned over the startling report card that followed shortly thereafter. Of course, the boy resented the extra attention and started to dislike school, withdrawing from friends and social activities -- the doors to all the best grade ones slamming shut…

Do I LOVE this picture? Oh you know I do! This is one of those 'Scared of Santa' contest submissions that everyone runs this time of year. Check out that Saint Nick - just awesome! Really, really great stuff! Anyway, it looks like no one is quite as good at killing Canuckleheads (see game below) as Canucklehead himself. That being said, many did express their joy at watch the blood squirting out of me - so um, thanks for that. (I think?) In the spirit of the season, I'm going to go ahead and give everyone who commented 100ECs - I mean, I started saving anyway. Of course, I still have no idea what the new rules are about transferring these gems so bear with me - you will get them. As both myself and Canucklehead Jr. are celebrating birthdays this weekend it might be a day or two before I'm back. I'm not saying that I expect the hangover to be painful and extended but I will say that  I took next week off work - so, well -- let's just leave it at that. For those who played my pathetic game below well, the check is in the mail as they say. I hereby commit to send 100 ECs to the following:

Unfinished Rambler

Ken Armstrong Writing Stuff

Britishspeak

Crotchety Old Man Yells At Cars

A Lust For Life

Beetle's Memories & Ramblings

For…

Well, the hangover is finally subsiding a little - it no longer hurts to think  anyway. To this end, I would like to share a little diddy I came up with while I was out shoveling for the second freakin' time today! Enjoy ...

GREEN CHRISTMAS

(sung to the tune of White Christmas)

I'm dreaming of a green Christmas

Just like the ones they have down south

Where the tanned folks glisten,

and children listen

To hear the cold beers hit my mouth

I'm dreaming of a green Christmas

That Mother Nature is plain mean

May your days be drunken and obscene

And may all your Christmases be green

I'm dreaming of a green Christmas

I hope that God can hear my plea

As I finish another cup of warm whiskey

and pray I'll win the lottery!

Remember, dreams never die ... its just the dreamer. Stay safe. Stay warm. Keep dreaming.

All the best from me and mine to you and yours - happy holidays.

CHEERS!

People often laugh when I tell them my house is filled with wild and weird beasts.

Who's laughing now?

Honestly, are the hats not awesome? I think I need a matching one so us Canucklehead boys can REALLY hit the town in style. I would be remiss if I did not thank my friend and crochet-master Ida for making them for the boys. I see a BIG future in these hats! To all aspiring business people out there - one bit of advice - Elmo is like kiddy-crack. They love him - they need him - they cannot get enough of him. Elmo + anything = Oprah cash. That's your secret formula right there - you can drop out of business school right now. I gave it to you, for free. Consider sending me a cut when you are rich - you know where to find me.

That being said, I don't think Ida is planning to turn this into a business but if you REALLY want one - well, shoot me a comment and I'll try to talk her into it. Oh, you will have to pay - but I won't take a cut. In closing, yes - I know I have the cutest kids in the world, but I try not to gloat.

CHEERS!