Friday, February 20, 2015


Holy pisschrist batman.

Did you hear about this hubabaloo over public art spending in the city of Calgary?

Basically, when a capital project is given the go ahead, they take a percentage of the budget and spend it on art. It's stupid. I know.

Anyways, yesterday one of the city councilors, who are all moronic and petty, put in a motion to temporarily halt spending on public art. I thought this was a good thing, because I do not think the city should be spending money on such trivialities (basically because I'm an early Roman Republic guy when it comes to tax spending. In English, this means that I think the state should try to not spend money (guard the public purse) rather than spend money on things that have no utility). Turns out, I was fucking mistaken, dudes.

Not mistaken in my belief that stupid spending is stupid. But mistaken in my belief that this city councilor actually wanted to cut spending. I actually read the motion that Demong tabled (Demong is the city councilor who wanted to suspend spending on public art) and fuck me guess what? Like all maggot civic politicians, he doesn't actually want to cut spending. No, what he wants is to cut spending on public art, and instead use that money on whatever special little pork project he has in mind.

Un-Fucking-Believable. Actually, sadly, all too believable.


Glencross lulz.

I'm assuming this is what happened: They told Glencross at some point in the summer that the team either wasn't going to extend him or they were going to wait until the end of the season (aka we are not going to extend you). They then asked Glencross to waive his no trade clause. He refused to waive it. So, not being silly, they told coach Bob, and coach Bob did what a good trooper does, and limited Glencross' ice time. Took him off the PP, all that. Glencross, being a free agent looking for another contract, was not pleased. The team told him "Fuck you we are not playing you more" and so he came to his senses and waived the no trade, at least a little. Or at least that's what I think happened.

But...Look at the minutes. Up until December 6, 2014, Glencross is playing 15-20 minutes a night. After December 6, Glencross essentially becomes a 15 minute or less player.

So I do not know if my above theory is correct in that the minute switch seems to happen early December. I have smoked and drank my brain away, I admit, so I can't remember the details about what happened during that time. I know we lost a bunch of games, or at least I think we lost a bunch of games around that time.

But, I mean, you can see that something happened.


I don't mind a guy in Glencross' position asking out, I guess. I do a little, though, and I will tell you why. According to Odland, he said "I'm at the point in my career where I want to win a cup"

If I was his teammate, I would not appreciate that. The team he currently plays on is in the playoffs.


I see TSN did something super responsible and link, without knowledge, Montador's death with concussions. And then today we learn about the demons in Montador's past, which were with Montador for a long time, seemingly since he came into the league.

Trying to push an agenda, much?

I do not like it when people with a particular agenda they want to promote use the deaths of people to promote that agenda. Especially when they don't even wait until the body is cold to start doing it,

It's repugnant.


Playoff push. Real tight. But I aignt worried. I'm sitting on top o' the world.

Furthermore I think Peter Loubardias should be fired.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Lahkesis, Atropos, and Clotho Own Female Cut Flames Jerseys

So, like, in the last 500 centuries of man, the Boston Bruins had lost a game that they were leading by more than three goals a grand total of two times. One of those losses occured so long ago that no one even knows who did it. It was probably Jesus. And the second took place Monday night.

The Calgary Flames are a team of destiny.

The Calgary Flames are in the business of manufacturing miracles.

The Calgary Flames sext with the Moerae sisters.

What other explanation can there be? A team that consistently pulls out come from behind wins facing improbable odds can be labelled as lucky, as a fluke, as a mirage. But these are really other words for fate.

One impossible victory? Fluke. Two? You're catching luck. But ten? Ten Maccabees-over-the-Greeks triumphs in one season? 

It's fate. It's destiny. It's the only explanation. 

As for the victory over the goliath Bruins, Steve Montador's spirit was in the building, clearly. 


Will it continue? We look for clues.

"Fate always tests those whom she would exalt; she tries them in the wilderness. The years of exile will flit by and you will come home in glory."- The Mahabharata

The nine (was it nine or ninety?) game losing streak. The team didn't 'break'.

"A man's character is his fate." - Heraclitus

Or for that matter, a teams. And the teams character is Gio, in a word.

"If anyone does not help himself, fate never can help him." - Huanzhang Chen

Add at the deadline.

"Fate often enough will spare a man if his courage holds." - Grendel

It's going to get tight in this playoff race, ladies and gentlemen. Stay fast.

"Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings." - Cormac Mccarthy

And is their any undertaking more rash than trying to be crowned champion over other men? This team has cup dreams. This team should have been in the McDavid sweepstakes. The utter contempt it shows for the hockey sophists is wonderful to behold.

I do not know if it will continue. I suspect it will, against the odds, because the playoffs are fated. And then? Who knows.

Furthermore I think Peter Loubardias should be fired.