The pain, the agony,the horror....

The fat guy killed poor Beth!!! WTF?!/ What am I going to do now without her?My world is upside down.. Beth was purity at its best, I saw her with Darryl, I saw them kill walkers together...I am devastated..

Forever alive Beth

#TheWalkingDead

Dreamy Sunday

Hello…

Good day people, hope you’re having a wonderful day.

Well we had an Xbox weekend by playing Assassin Creed and Halo… happy to say that both my daughters are precautious players; slowly walking, looking left and right, before shooting something. EXTREMELY painful to watch them play. I would just run and shoot, no they run, shoot and come back to where they started from.. Agonizing death folks, both for me and master chief or whatever the Assassin dude name is….

Another important note, I slept today until 11:30AM. I know you are probably going “So what?!” The thing is that even on the weekend the latest I will wake up is 5 or 7.. I was dreaming like crazy… I even dreamt I was buying pet food at George Clooney’s store that was situated on the wrong side of the tracks….. And the kicker was that I was told that we were out of pet food when I was having breakfast...

I have to stop having coffee at night…

Take care folks…

PS There was also this girl, that I don’t know, who whispered “If you weren't trapped, your ass would be mine..”… I just gulped and smiled…

Canadian black Friday

Helloooo…

Greetings to you all fellow shoppers out there…

This day will live in infamy, as it is the first ever black Friday that I attend; and quite frankly I don’t know what the whole fuzz is about!

I saw what is happening in the States, people beating people up, people sitting on TV to make sure they don’t lose them to the other customers…I guess is hell. But this is Canada, where if you get the last “50 inches plasma and someone else wants it, you just might give it because he or she asked for it politely….. I did go to black Friday and I am happy to say, I got an Xbox one with Halo and Assassins Creed for $140 dollars….no no JK, it was $350…. All setup now and I am hearing my kid play Halo as I write.

So happy beginning of the holidays people..

PS If you want to change your ID they want $10! WTF Microsoft?!  Now I’m stuck with my wife’s call sign…Beverly is not my cool name…

Happy turkey day 'Merica...

Hello fellow travelers….

I know, I am not going anywhere but at this point several of you all travelling for Thanksgiving neither….so we’re stuck.

We all have a family different
than the rest... 

I think I am doing black Friday tomorrow; Canadian style. There is a crazy $100 burning in my pockets just waiting to be spent and it seems that Canada is going blackish (nice plug) too. Maybe a TV, maybe a tablet but with my luck I will probably get some bacon and maple syrup at %50 discount. But you know who’s going to black Friday USA? Little J and his family are, it is the only day of the year they come out of seclusion to stock up on food, gas, oil, traps… the whole nine yards for surviving in the woods. Living off the grid, you got to love it.. You go, you crazy survivalist family members who use methylsulfonylmethane to brush their teeth….

Happy thanksgiving America… and a warm hello to the rest of the world out there… especially you, you know who you are…

Take care folks

Divine intervention

Hello!

Good day you all…. Nice to see you…

Sucks to be you kid...

So I briefly touch the subject of me getting a drone last time… Well it’s a half-baked truth! I wanted to get one but my sour half claimed it was too expensive; com’on. Only $350..pfff.. peanuts! So I opted out for a quad copter called Manta; no freaking cameras like the other one but I thought it was a good compromise, but Hitler here had another opinion.

With her nagging voice she’s started to pointing out that our kid was having a birthday soon, I told her that I didn't want kids when we started so why should I pay for it now; right?! Well it wasn't enough then she pulled the Christmas card and what were we going to do if “WE” (because it’s always “we” when talking about expenses) didn't have the money. Woman, it’s a quad copter for crying out loud, the day them little peep squeaks come home with 4 arms I will be impressed and will treat them differently.. So let me be… then it was how her mother and sister were right about me and.. “Shut up” I said, your mother is Mexican and your sister is living la vida loca in a "Naked and Afraid" episode were she has to boil the water and eat worms; way back in the boonies! She shaves now for Pete sake, Sasquatch is afraid of her!

Well guess what, the Universe took her side and the quad copter was defective. I had to bring it back to get my money and peace of mind back… stupid quad copter, I didn't want you anyways. But when I got to the store the nice lady asked me if I wanted my money back or another one. I told her my money to which she replied “Aw too bad, I gave one to my nephew and he likes it..” SOLD! Give me another one I said. And this time it is working properly and I am having a blast! So, eat it you stupid Universe! Go and play in the freeway with my wife….

Take care folks…

PS In all fairness it wasn't my wife, the Universe or Sasqu…er... my sister in law’s fault. No, it was Karma. You see when I bought the quad copter I was waiting for my bus to comeback home when a little boy kept looking at me and my toy, so I kinda bully the 5 year old; I’m not proud but the moment called for it. I stuck out my tongue at him while pointing at my toy like saying “I got one and you don’t…” Not proud of that moment, but it was inevitable…. Even my daughter was taken aback by such actions from my part… so as you can see Karma took care of me…. But my quad copter works now you dumb kid and furthermore, “I got one and you don’t, I got one and you don’t..”… Loser….

I'm just your normal typical god...

Hello!

Folks folks folks, I don’t want to toot my own horn here but I think I am god….

God of technology

I am sure that when I was put on this Earth I was sent to make sure that Mexican people didn't kill themselves trying to figure out technology. Here I am a hard core PC guy and I just solve an issue with a Mac that couldn't be solved by a Mac user; a Mexican Mac User! Fer crying out loud, “no hablo McIntosh” is tattooed on my left butt cheek and here I am solving issues on an OS system. Mexicans, what would they do without me….sigh….

Now if I can only get my drone quad copter to work, I would be a complete man…

Take care ese….

PS Oh crap, and my nephew is going out with a Mexican too... dude, is too late for me but there's still time for you. Run! or be good in computers because son, soon you will get questions that will make you die a little bit inside...

Hans Gutter balancing sword act

Hello…

Let’s get to the blog’s title before I forget (like yesterday): Hans Gutter balancing sword act

Oka, now for the content…

Good day folks….

Why such a title you ask? Well when I was a child in my country, my mother used to be part of the military group that used to bring acts for the masses into the country; you know, to entertain them. Mr. Gutter was part of the circus show that would dazzle the people with his balancing of a sword on the point of another sword while climbing up a wobbly ladder…

The guy’s name popped into my head weeks ago and I’ve been wanted to blog about him but every time I did, I drew a blank. I wanted to make mention of him because when you think about it, my life is kinda like that; I think. I’m the guy balancing the sword!...or….. Maybe I am the sword…. Shoooot! Always the same shit! I have this idea for a post on my blog but when I come to write it, it freaking disappears! So I guess I was all Hans Gutter about nothing! Well the point is that when I lived in my country I met a lot of “famous” persons that are now part of my brain. The wrestling guys, the circuses, the hot air balloon adventures of my brother… it’s amazing what you remember of your life spent here on Earth….

Any hoot, I will let you be.

Take care folks.

PS That’s the bad thing about my brain, if you interacted with me in a good or bad way, I will never forget you or your name..

Ps Ps... I think the guy's name was Hans Gutter, but I am not sure and Google isn't helping out...

Memory blank

Hello!

Good day all…

It was the first snowflakes of winter and they looked magical; I swear that Christmas is not the same without snow…. The perfect Christmas for me would be a snowy night, drinking some hot cider watching my kids opening their gifts…two weeks after the snow should melt and +20 temperatures should reign the sunny days…but the snow stays, the cold stays, the bills start to pile up; winter bleus kick in… I hate winter…

I know I had something to say but it kinda went away…shit I hate when this happens..

Take care folks...

The other side of things...

Heello!

Well there goes the neighborhood……….

Did you hear about the ESA’s craft landing on a comet/asteroid? I think it’s great, for now, I’m pretty sure that generations from now people are going to curse these days as the beginning of space privatization by big oil companies….mark my words…

It’s sunny but cold outside and I just learn 2 things in life…again… never dis Weightwatchers and never take for granted that skinny people have been skinny all their life….Why am I telling you this?...well…

Don’t ask me how the hell I ended up talking to my nurse about this, but apparently she’s a life time member of the group, Weightwatchers.  (!!) Life time membership?! It exists?!! YOU’RE A MEMBER?!! And that’s when it happened…. But you’re skinny, I said…. Folks, it’s like I opened some flood gates that were holding back years of emotional repression; I could swear I saw a tear. She started by telling me that her name in school was porky and how people made fun of her; she was always picked last in teams and blah blah… seriously a sad adult that had been made fun of when she was a kid. She asked me if I had had the same problem and I told her in a soft tone “no”. I explain to her that since I looked like a mass murderer since I was 5 and people would make up stories about how badass I was, they pretyy much left me alone…

She patched me up by saying that she blamed her mother for having forced fed her all her life; due to her mom having gone through WWII with lack of food and shit…

Bummer, I guess everyone has a story…..sigh….

Take care folks…

PS Castle yesterday was awesome...plus i got this cool song that reminds me of her...whomever she is and wherever she is... You're in my veins ...She never said goodbye.... it hurts...yeah, I'm fucked up...

A magical moment..

Hello…

Good day world…..

Well all you need is something, someone to push you over the edge and basically realign your point of sight…

This probably helps too

To me it happened 2 days ago when I was at my lowest point of life yet…I don’t know what was going on with me but life, my life, had no meaning anymore; wtf was I doing in this place? I think that for a brief second all bets were on the table, I had enough; I needed a change… so looking for inspiration on my 46 inch magical box, I stumble onto what I think the Universe thought I needed to survive a couple of more months.  Wow, I said to myself, it all makes sense now! I was kicking myself on the head for not having caught the beginning of the program, but since I have a PVR and TV shifting capabilities…. I can record shows from the west coast…. I made it a point to record the program later.

Lo and behold, all is good again! I am a firm believer that Christmas is upon us at the right time. Here I was thinking that the major stores had started selling us Xmas way too early with their “Pre-black Friday” specials….Go figure! All it took was for me to watch A Christmas Carol to set me in the giving mood.. 

The difference between giving shit and giving shit that’s wrapped… and on special…

Take care folks…

PS... OH, and happy pre-Christmas to you total stranger who I don't really care for... except that lonely Belgium person who I know why she or he is here for.... I miss you...

That's my team, I think...

Helloooo….

Good day to you all…

It’s Sunday and I feel like a first class heel.…I feel bad….

It's not you...it's me..

You see folks; ever since I was 15 my NFL team has always been the same: The Redskins! But now, in the twilight of my years, I’ve been rooting for different contenders in the league. Shiiiit, I've even like the 49ers. How low can you go?! All my life I have been constant with my likes; tradition Chuck has always been my name. Now is like whoever has the brightest uniform is my team and to be frankly, the skins opaque colors leave much to be desired…. If I don’t stop this now soon I’ll be applauding the Dinamo Minsk over the Canadians from Montreal… brrrr… that’s just wrong…

I must go to church and confess my sins….

PS... I think I broke my mouse by passing over my 500 pound chair over it....

That's Mr. Secretary General to you..

Hello!

Weelllll, one day when you read about me getting arrested somewhere south with my young girl friend for deviating funds from a multibillion dollar company and you’ll remember this post and finally get it….. let me explain….

What a douche bag....

By now you are all aware that my wife’s company has taken off in an unexpected way; she’s bringing home the bacon. But do you know who’s the man in charge of such an up and coming company? That’s right, the secretary general; and just who is this handsome devil who is called the Secretary General? Correct again…. ME! I am making decision left and right; I am doing things and making the ultimate call…. The freaking government knows that the founder and day to day guy is me! My wife?! Oh no, she’s just a supervisor; I make the calls here, and if I say that the check goes into that account it’s because that's where it goes…..Obviously that now we’re just starting up, but imagine 10 years from now; just imagine. I see it, I see palm trees and piña coladas for my people and me… oh don’t worry, I’ll visit my wife in jail once in a while…. I’m not that evil…

Take care people…

Beep beep!

Hello!

Good day to you all…

So, yesterday I got the quote regarding the adaptation of a mini-van for my wheelchair. Folks, the mini-van doesn’t cost as much as the adaptation; the car my wife drives is actually cheaper! If the government didn’t help on this, and by help I mean pay for it, I wouldn’t be able to adapt the car. It is expensive to be sick!! God bless Canada, God bless Quebec for having programs that help out losers like me. I know what you’re saying: “hey now, don’t be little yourself. You are not a loser.” Yes I am! I was diagnosed with this illness 35 years ago. It was my duty to prepare for it since then and not throw caution to the wind and live day by day. I am not saying it was my fault to get sick, I am saying it is my fault not to be ready! I met a man once who used to say “Youth is wasted on the young…” Wise words I didn’t really care for then… I wish I did now….

Any hoot, I will let you know when I’m driving again…relax folks; I will be a passenger on that vehicle… just like I’ve always been….

Take care….