A Bachelors Blog

...and it's raining. Aside from this fairly abysmal summer weather, it's been a pretty amazing few months for me and I can only hope the same for you, gentle reader.    Ask me last year how I would envision my life just one year later and i wouldn't have even guessed that things would go the way they have, all on the positive side of the balance sheet no less.    I'm a week home from yet another amazing trip to see my family on the East Coast, this time with The Girl along for the ride, hands firmly clasped and eyes wide open.  We had ourselves an adventurous four days and learned a lot about one another that only travelling and driving for many hours together can reveal. All told, it was fantastic. I'll post a few choice pictures.    No longer a banker, and never again. My time in financials is well and truly over and to be honest and fair to myself as well as my loyal fans... Banking is a soul sucking experience that forces one to compromise on their...

"You've got to be lucky to be good and you've got to be good to be lucky." Some people are generally luckier than others. We all know at least one person who can throw ten dollars in a VLT machine and come out with two hundred like clockwork.  I am not one of those people. The only luck I seem to have is what I refer to as 'survivors' luck'. I can't roll dice or play cards or sit at a VLT machine and come away a winner no matter how long and hard I work at it, and I've worked on it pretty damn hard in the past.  I DO seem to be able to walk away from dangerous and catastrophic situations though. I suppose all of my luck is reserved for saving my bony ass.  From drowning, being hit by cars while biking, car wrecks, neck nearly broken (twice), nearly choking to death as a baby, and an odd assortment of other less savoury stories... I seem to survive them, and always unscathed.   So some people have all the luck and all I can say is, 'keep it, I...

I have Paula Abdul stuck in my head and now so do you, my fellow readers.   This will be a quick check in as I'm pretty tired and lagging in the wit department lately.  It's funny, in my mind I was all like "I'm gonna write the most highhhhhlarious and witty and enjoyable blog ever, tonight!" And I'm all like "if zombies were attacking me to eat my brains, they'd just shuffle right along."   "And I'm all like...." Yep. Pretty much wraps up my mental capabilities. Been an emotional roller coaster lately. Some crushingly  bad news really knocked the wind out of my sails for a few days last week but I got back up again.  Life happens. We roll with it. There aren't any magical cures or easy roads in life, there's just life and we deal with it.  Mostly my news has been on the up and up, if not a bit frenetic in its pace.  Let's see here... In no particular order, I have a pretty bad ass tattoo now  I've wanted this since ...

It's been awhile since my last post.  I know that I trend this way at times.  Fits and starts of writing then radio silence before finding the time/energy to post a slew of articles like a shotgun blast.  Rinse, and repeat.  This past while has been a bit different.  I seemed to be stuck with a bad case of the "feels" after allowing myself to fall for someone over the summer.  Woops, my mistake! Whew! Now that that's over with... Well it's not over with but I don't carry the weight of trepidation towards writing here again. The hurt fades and the memories pull back and life continues, it's the same old story on a brand new day.  I've made some positive changes in my life and slowly (hopefully) the ship is being steered into a new and enjoyable direction in my life. Let's abuse the old "new chapter" analogy here because #reasons  Yeah so I just hashtagged my own blog like a real champ.  My new co-pilot. Darth doesn't let me down!  The ...

  This one is for the soldiers.   I served. I did my duty as a Canadian Infantryman.  I didn't do anything amazing or special. I simply served. I won't ever be called a hero, but I will always salute, honour, respect, and support the ones I do call a hero. My older brother served in the Infantry as well as me, and he is a hero, in my humble opinion. Several tours, medals and all the damage that goes with those singularly unique distinctions are the badges of honour that he never really shows people or talks much about. He's my brother, and we served. I understand and respect it. Doesn't mean it's ignored, or forgotten...   We remember the fallen. The young men and women who lived and died through out Canada's battles over the past century. Wars, battles, engagements 'policing actions' that made Canada who she is. The crucible of fire hardens a nation and through such testing an identity is born.   So for the veterans who have died on foreig...

 A song, stuck in my head for awhile now.  A local band that is well worth exploring.  The Ripperz... Check them out.  "...Tonight, I'm a lonely soldier... and I think I've seen too much..." The Ripperz - Tonight Tonight, I'm a sinking ship Tragic end, a tragic story Tonight, I'm a house on fire Goin down, blaze of glory Can you lift me up, can you carry me home Can you lift me up, can you carry me home Tonight Tonight, I'm an empty room Waitin for your touch Tonight, I'm a lonely soldier And I think I've seen too much Can you lift me up, can you carry me home Can you lift me up, can you carry me home I wanna go home Tonight Tonight, I'm an achin heart Can't stop the bleeding Tonight, I'm fallin apart Piece by piece by piece by piece with the beating Can you lift me up, can you carry me home Can you lift me up, can you carry me home I wanna go home Tonight Carry me home...

  Sometimes you need to recharge and just rest up for your work week. We've all had those times where all of those 'not great' things in life just drop on you in the same day/week/month etc...   I've had me one of those weeks. The last seven days have been up and down but mostly down and that sucks. Being exceptionally ill for most of it just doesn't help you cope with life, you know, between sneezes, nausea, coughing and waking up every hour because you can't breath at night.     Yeah... That's just one aspect of the week I endured.     Sometimes you need to recharge. Physically, mentally, emotionally.  ...   And other times... Well, other times you need to get yourself all alone and work out your mind and body and emotions till they are all too damn tired to plague you at night and make you feel like a bruised up turd in an alleyway.      This sort of illustrates it for you    Pretty descriptive huh? Yeah, I kn...