This blog is pretty much a chance for me to just throw shit out on the net, whether anyone finds it interesting and worth reading is irrelevant to me. I'm just doing this because it's the end of May, I'm on days off and am bored stupid waiting around for my kids to get home. Content I'll mainly be discussing is hockey, the bagpipes, firefighting, rescue, paramedicine, and a little day to day life thrown in to boot.

First off.....Hockey

My beloved Oilers. When I think about my team I'm honestly torn between infatuation and disgust with how the last 4 years have turned out. It's pathetic how much I follow them, every day checking the websites in hopes that some miracle has occurred that would turn the tides on our fortunes. Praying to the hockey gods that they choose Hall everyday until the draft, and planning my revenge on management if they choose Seguin has left its toll on me emotionally. It's pathetic I know. But on the brightside, at least it's a little better life than being a Flames fan.

The Pipes

I don't know how I got started, one second I'm coaching hockey, and the next I'm learning the most frustrating, finicky, stupid, loud, obnoxious, difficult, and did I say frustrating instrument in the whole f!@#ing world. I swear to god the first year was brutal, I damn near broke that quacking chanter about 500 times. My wife and kids (as patient as they were) would be stuffing cotton in their ears and the animals would run like hell everytime I brought it out. Like the folks from Rock Ridge when Mongo came riding into town. "Santo Maria!!!!". And if anyone ever does read this, whatever you do, don't ever give it up.



Firefighting, Rescue, and Paramedicine (Furthermore termed the Maltese Cross)

Call me a student of the game, it's my career, my job, and my hobby. I often get the gears from the boys that my job is my hobby. Often it comes out like, "so let me get this right, you're hobby is work? Are you an idiot?" I don't have an answer to that, all I can say is if you can make money doing what you love then you love what you do. I get paid to dive, repel off building and landscapes, play with chemicals, fight fires and tear apart vehicles, cook dinner, sleep, and save lives. I would say that I get a kick out of my job.

Day to day life

Wife, kids, dogs, and cats. Guess what they all have in common, they're all female. I've got so many hormones running through this house its unbelievable.