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….