It is tax time again. I feel ripped off. I pay TONS of taxes. I suspect I'll pay even more in the future. I paid for my education myself, and yet I was not able to write off it as an expense. I still paid almost $40 G's for a little piece of paper that says I can fly a plane, but I cannot deduct it because I did not attend a formal school. Rip off.

Enough of all this. I think the government should institute a "user pay" schedule for everything. Kinda like they have with the entire aviation industry in Canada. Now the airlines pay to use navigation equipment, fees for landing and departing at airports, etc etc. And now the passengers have to pay extra on their tickets instead of the govenrment taxing everyone in the country to pay for services not everyone uses.

So by that logic. I've never had to use welfare... why should I pay for it. I've paid my whole life for unemployment / employment insurance, and only ever collected for about 1 month. ( a reduced ammount because I was still working part time. ) I think I've paid my share, I don't want to pay any more. PST... when I am visiting a province that pays PST, I should be exempt. I don't live there, why should I have to pay? When foriegn travellers come to Canada and spend their much welcome money, they get a GST rebate when they go home! Can I get a rebate the next time I pay PST in Saskatchewan? Health care... I am relatively fit.. I am not a smoker. I figure that since I don't need a doctor very often, I'll just stop paying for health care up front, and when I go to the doctor, I'll just take a big wad of cash with me. Hmmmm.... maybe the doctor and I can arrange some sort of fair trading agreement. He might need a flight to Australia, and I might be able to hook him up at a reasonable price....

Here is an idea. The banks and oil companies are making record profits. Tax the hell out of them. The reason they are making record profits is because they are screwing us! Lets take something back from those bastards.

Tax tobacco companies, and tax cigarettes more. This is how it must work. Tax the tobacco companies so much they stop selling in Canada. Tax cigarettes so much that people quit smoking right about the time the tobacco comapnies leave. Put the money recieved into some sort of investment so it can make some money, and support the health care costs incurred by all the smokers who didn't quit soon enough.

Legalise and tax gambling. It shouldn't be for churches and native groups anymore. Viva Lost Wages. If you are dumb enough to gamble and loose your money, you are dumb enough. I'll take your cash, thank you!

Legalise prostitution.... tax it too. Call it a flat tax.

Tax churches.

No more tax breaks for anybody. (ouch I just bit my tounge.)

Fuck it. As soon as I get enough flying time under my belt. I'm outta here. I hear Air Rourotonga is looking for pilots.

So, after posting the rant about "your" and "you're". I've recieved some negative feedback about my attitude. If I was incorrect, the negative feedback would be understandable. But, since I'm not... (not to put too much of a fine edge on my response ) ...screw off.

To all the people who gave a positive response, thanks for your support. I hope you're feeling better now too!

So... before I left Calgary with the car, the oil change guy (luber) told me I had a broken spring. I thought that sucks, because I have neither the time or the money to fix it. I hit the road the very next day. On the way to Smithers, I discovered that the water pump was leaking. So since then I've been buying the cheapest antifreeze I could find, Zellers $6, and I've been filling it up every few days to a week. Lately, the car has been making quite an ugly grinding noise when I make left turns. Last night, we went over a bump and the car made a loud clunk and lurched to the right, and the grinding became constant. Luckily we were only 2 houses from home, so we made it to the driveway. Today I went out to have a look, and I couldn't see anything more than the broken spring. But since the car was sounding waayyy to bad to drive to the shop. I called a tow truck. Since the front of the car had to be lifted to get it to the shop, I had to back the car out of the driveway. I made it about 10 feet, and the right side of the car collapsed. The right ball joint had failed. So we managed to get the car picked up and tow it to the shop, which cost me $45 just for the tow. It is a 10 minute walk to the shop, but a $45 tow. Ouch. Wether it was a block, 10 blocks, or 10 miles, really makes no difference. The car was unserviceable in the condition it was in, and the tow truck got the car to the shop without any more damage. I guess it was worth $45.

So we get to the shop, the only shop that would take us on the long weekend, get it up on the lift, and all I see underneath is uglyness. I can see visions of $100's with wings on them flying out of my wallet. Here is what I've asked them to do.

Fix the broken springs, both sides, no sense doing one side and not the other.
Fix the broken ball joint, which will have to include the way bar bushings, but that is good because the car isn't going anywhere withot this getting fixed.
Fix the leaky water pump, which hopefully is just the gasket. Kevin Louis you are an asshole. He fixed it a few years back, and he probably fucked up the gasket putting it in. That is OK, I've gotten plenty of revenge on him in advance. ( How is that windshield doing? )
And since they are also a tire shop, I ordered 2 new front tires, cause these were screwed.
And my insurance / plates expire at the end of this month? Did they expire already? Hmmm, another $600.

So everyone that I owe money to... Bear with me, it will be another month or so. I need my car to get to work. I would take my bike, but when I start work at 03:45, I am not riding my bike.

Did I mention that I am broke?

I was going to change the name of "My Opinion" to "My Therapy", but I was watching a movie the other day, and on the special edition DVD, there was a crazy lady preaching that I was going to go to hell for watching said movie. Her 15 seconds of fame was entitled "My Opinion".. I'm keeping my opinion. Maybe this way I won't burn in hell.

Well here it is... Version 3! What do you think? I seem to do a new version every year or so. And every year seems to translate to about one thousand page views. Pretty cool. Drop me a line, I want to know what you think of the new website, and I would love to see who is looking again. It used to be easy, when I only had a few regular viewers, but now I can't always figure out who is looking. Who of you was looking from the domain mjcatholic.ca ? It is for a Moose Jaw, Sk, school! Al is that you??

On another subject.... english to be exact. This has been bugging me for a while... The use of the word "your" instead of "you're".

Pay attention now.. I just copied this from a buddies website...

"your eighteen, your in 7-11, you don't know sh#t about sh#t, and pull up your f*ckin' pants." - Dennis Leary

Right idea, wrong word.

Your is possesive, as in... "Those are your shoes, they belong to you."

You're is used when you are describing something that someone is. As in "You're an asshole, give me my shoes."

So when someone says "your eighteen..."... I think, your 18 what? 18 year old scotch? 18 year old daughter? 18 cans of beer?

"You're" is a contraction for "You are", do you see it? you're = you are.

If you don't uderstand, you're in need of some english classes... Like the ones your 18 eighteen year old daugher is in.

pull up your f*ckin' pants!

Ya know? There are some days a guy just can't win. You try to do stuff the right fucking way, only to find out the rules have changed.. Ever heard of the term "MANGRY"? Can't shoot 'em, can't leave 'em on the side of the road when you're done with them. And NO I'm not talking about Kathy.

How do you like that? A guy spends his whole life looking for certain things, some thing he gets, some he doesn't. Some things come at exactly the worst time, and he has to turn them away. That sucks, but the long term reward is worth the sacrifice! Thanks for the smile!

Ya know what? This flying thing is fucked. Looking back on everything now, I should have just gone back to school and got a degree. The fucking bullshit that pilots have to put up with to get anywhere, is retarted. The next time you are sitting back complaining about how much money pilots make, think about all the sacrifices they had to make to get to where they are. One of our pilots has moved 7 times in the last 5 years. How stable is that. How can anyone lead a normal life with that kind of bullshit. How much does that hat really cost?

When you are complaining about how much they get paid, remember, when you pay peanuts, you get monkeys. How would you like a monkey flying your 747, with 400 people onboard. Nuff said.

Air Canada files for bankrupcy protection! Today! You fucking dumb fucks. The allmighty Air Canada has fallen. All the arrogance in the world can't save you now. You're going down sucker. The beer must be flowing at WestJet, the fags. And the government, has already declared it will help Air Canada, where the hell were you when Canada's finest airline was struggling? Canadian Airlines, was the best airline this country has ever seen, and ever will see. All hail Canadi>n. All hail Canadi>n. All hail Canadi>n.

A bit of Shit history:
People use to think that shit was flat, but imaginative minds looked at their turds and said "Shit!. Its oblong!" So explorers went sailing looking for a quick route to get to the other side so as to trade shit with other countries. Norseman went looking for a place to shit and stopped on a big chunk of ice which they originally named "Steamy Brownland" but later changed it to Greenland for marketing purposes. European explorers were looking for a place to shit and ended up in the Caribbean islands. The islanders picked up their shit and smoked it. More and more people who did not like the shit where they were, ended up here, seeking a place to shit in freedom. The American natives said "How!" and the pilgrims squatted and said "Like this!" The Indian laughed at the pilgrim and ran away. The white man drew borders around their piles of shit and elected shitbaggers, who could talk and shit at the same time, to tell them how to shit. Soon, what was talk and what was shit became lost on everyone. Soon African peoples began to show up and were forced to make shit for the white toilet paper maker. There was a great shit war between brothers whose beliefs on how to make and control shit differed from each other. The northern shitters beat the crap out of the southern shitters and burned down their outhouses. The great leader from the north freed the Africans from forced shit. but they still lived in shit for many years because some thought their shit was genetically inferior. A lot of white people began to move west to mine for shit. The Indians said, "Shit" and the white man shit all over them. yada yada yada Then came the Reconstruction Era...a whole lot of shit went down. Too much shit for one roll of paper.
What is shit?
Allot of Americans prefer to shit as their forefathers did. Allot of us are decendants from hard working immigrants who brought their own shit and together we all made some really good shit. Some people are bringing in new shit and we can't even tell if its really shit or not. We prefer them to shit like us so as to fit in a little better. Some people are now throwing their shit at each other and its getting really nasty. Some people are sneaking in so they can shit for free. Some people get elected to office by offering shit to people who already have a lot of shit or to people that don't deserve any shit. Meanwhile, the shit workers continue to be shit on. Supposedly, the shit is suppose to be spread around somewhat. Others say that the shit is supposed to trickle down but by the time it gets to the bottom, it's sometimes too runny to be of any use. Our government takes too much out of the shit we earn and give it to people who are severely constipated or too lazy to shit for themselves. If you have too much shit, the government will take it from you. Some people are in shit because they stole shit from other peoples shit 401K savings. The government likes to regulate shit so that they can control its quality or price. The government pays some people not to shit. The government gives some people shit stamps to buy toilet paper but secretly buy cigarettes instead. Some people want everyone in the world to shit alike..this is called Globalshitation. Some people have nice toilets to shit in...others shit outside (or come over to your house and shit in their pants until you give them a toilet) Some people like to smoke shit and want it legalized. Some people get addicted to shit and will kill you for it. You can buy tickets to win a whole bunch of shit. Most every home as at least 2 or 3 boxes at home on which you can sit and watch nothing but shit..even digitized! "Reality Shitting" has become a popular thing on the shitbox. Contests to see who can eat the most goat shit are common. "Date Shitting" is another show where one sex picks out a partner based how lovely their shit is. "Meet the Shit" is a show where the parents of a spoiled shit would like to kick the shit out of the contestants. "American Shit" is contest to see who is the best shitter in the land. What we really learn is that most people really struggle to shit something worthwhile. Some people want to kill people in other lands because they don't like their shit but are apt to suffer a pre-emptive shit attack in the very near future. Some people like to chain theirselves to shit because their pile is in danger of drying up. Scientists are working on a way to clone shit...as if we don't already have enough. Some people drive shit that use to belong to someone else while other drive huge piles of shit that you have to use a ladder to jump into. Sometimes, popular singers will shit before many people at a championship football game..but everyone can tell they are only farting because their grunts are seriously out of sync. There is some terrible bad shits coming out of the radio. I like the classic shit best. More and more people are carrying around "cell toilets" so they can shit in the car or the grocery store aisle and show everyone how important their shit is. It is rumored that these "cell toilets" may cause colon cancer. If you bad mouth my pile of shit, I will sue you for outrageous amounts of shit. Under every pile of shit is a lawyer.
Now let us go and shit..where no man has shit before.

www.shitclub.net

I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline

We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham

Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston Town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born brought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Alberquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate

Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line

Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate

Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
And the poor boy is on the line

Air Canada and West Jet decided to engage in a dragonboat race.

Both teams practiced hard and long to reach their peak performance.

On the big day they felt ready. West Jet won by a mile. Afterward, the Air Canada team was discouraged by the loss. Morale sagged. Corporate management decided that the reason for the crushing defeat had to be found, so a consulting firm was hired to investigate the problem and recommended corrective action. The consultant's finding: The West Jet team had eight people rowing and one person steering; the Air Canada team had one person rowing and eight people steering. After a year of study and millions spent analyzing the problem, the consultant firm (Proudfoot) concluded that too many people were steering and not enough were rowing on the Air Canada team.
So as race day neared the following year, the Air Canada team's management structure was completely reorganized. The new structure: Four steering managers, four area steering managers and a new performance review system for the person rowing the boat to provide work incentive. The next year West Jet won by two miles. Humiliated, Air Canada laid off the rower for poor performance and gave the managers a bonus for discovering the problem.

Fucking Air Canada. Fucking West Jet. They both killed Canadi>n, the best airline this coutnry has ever seen. Canadi>n always had awsome dragonboat teams, because they volunteered.

Courtesy of Rick Mercer from This Hour Has 22 Minutes, CBC Television:

On behalf of Canadians everywhere I'd like to offer an apology to the United States of America. We haven't been getting along very well recently and for that, I am truly sorry.

I'm sorry we called George Bush a moron. He is a moron but, it wasn't nice of us to point it out. If it's any consolation, the fact that he's a moron shouldn't reflect poorly on the people of America. After all, it's not like you actually elected him.

I'm sorry about our softwood lumber. Just because we have more trees than you doesn't give us the right to sell you lumber that's cheaper and better than your own.

I'm sorry we beat you in Olympic hockey. In our defense, I guess our excuse would be that our team was much, much, much, better than yours.

I'm sorry we burnt down your White House during the War of 1812. I notice you've rebuilt it! It's very nice.

I'm sorry about your beer. I know we had nothing to do with your beer, but we feel your pain.

I'm sorry about our waffling on Iraq. I mean, when you're going up against a crazed dictator, you wanna have your friends by your side. I realize it took more than two years before you guys pitched in against Hitler, but that was different. Everyone knew he had weapons.

And finally on behalf of all Canadians, I'm sorry that we're constantly apologizing for things in a passive-aggressive way, which is really a thinly-veiled criticism. I sincerely hope that you're not upset over this cuz we've seen what you do to the countries you get upset with.

Thank you.

We're moved in. The computer is hooked up and working. I'll have an update for this tired old website any day now!

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Can anyone translate this???

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