ahhh..... atheism...

Haymaker

You are one of life’s enjoyers, determined to get the most you can out of your brief spell on Earth. Probably what first attracted you to atheism was the prospect of liberation from the Ten Commandments, few of which are compatible with a life of pleasure. You play hard and work quite hard, have a strong sense of loyalty and a relaxed but consistent approach to your philosophy.


You can’t see the point of abstract principles and probably wouldn’t lay down your life for a concept though you might for a friend. Something of a champagne humanist, you admire George Bernard Shaw for his cheerful agnosticism and pursuit of sensual rewards and your Hollywood hero is Marlon Brando, who was beautiful, irascible and aimed for goodness in his own tortured way.


Sometimes you might be tempted to allow your own pleasures to take precedence over your ethics. But everyone is striving for that elusive balance between the good and the happy life. You’d probably open another bottle and say there’s no contest.

What kind of humanist are you? Click here to find out.

posted by Boo @ 2:54 PM 7 comments

Outrageous!

Wasn't someone telling me the other day that the Crusades were over?? Tell that to this family: http://www.atheists.org/flash.line/smalko3.htm

posted by Boo @ 1:48 PM 9 comments

These are for Betmo...

Some more art... this is the "Ancient Fishing God". The symbol is actually off an old t-shirt of hubby's - I just tried to make it look like stone. Hubby is contemplating it for his next tattoo...

The other is "in progress". I took a nice photo of a lily in my garden and decided to try drawing it... I'll post again when it's done.

Also have a good friend getting ready for some more ink - looks like I may be drawing some more tattoos...

Here's the eagle tattoo... when I look at mine and the tattoo side by side, I can see she actually changed the eagle quite a lot. Doesn't matter though. The lettering is mine and so is the inspiration - that's enough.

Hope you like 'em. Thanks so much for showing an interest, it makes me want to create more...

posted by Boo @ 6:53 PM 5 comments

She knows me oh-so well...

This from my Mom (not sure where its from originally):

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat, contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.

A frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: "Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am and then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so."

That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sauteed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself:

"I don't fucking think so."

posted by Boo @ 9:31 AM 1 comments

One more...

You Are 44% Lady

You're part lady, part modern woman. Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly.

posted by Boo @ 9:29 AM 5 comments

Hmmmm...

You Are 60% Left Brained, 40% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

posted by Boo @ 9:25 AM 0 comments

"Day of rest" my a--!!

Not with laundry, dusting, dishes... etc.

Oh well, I figure if the weather's shitty, I'm not missing much. We came home early from the trailer since it was raining and there was stuff to do here. Here's my little getaway... we had a proper awning but it was old and tore in a big storm. Rather than spend over $1000 to replace it (since the trailer's not worth much more than that) we elected to go the $50 gazebo route. Sucker's been up over a month and through some nasty weather and it's still standing. (They doubted me... but I tied it to the trailer, screwed it to the deck, and the front posts are attached to cement deck supports - so where the hell is it gonna go???)

My tree feud is still on-going. After telling me he never had any intention of cutting trees, my neighbour cut the top 4-5' off of two at the shoreline so he can see the water from the trailer. First of all, you don't just hack the top off when you want to trim a tree. Second, there's legislation regarding shoreline alteration - if those trees die, their roots can't hold that part of the shoreline together - it'll drop into the lake. Third, the FU---R lied to me!! I think that's what gets me the most. At any rate, I spoke to the park committee, and the people involved in this tree massacre (it's not the first) are going to be told, in person and in writing, to quit screwing with the trees. Finally some action. I believe they also plan to reiterate the leash rule to our other neighbour that lets his dog run all over the place. I wouldn't mind, except she's scared the crap out of a few people, and when he lets her out late at night we're woken, not only by his very loud "whisper" of "Ebony! Ebony!! Get in here!!" , but also his million candlepower spotlight he shines all over the place, into our windows, to try and find her. A leash would fix that nicely.

So, I could go on and on about these guys... suffice it to say, they're ruining the place for me.

On a more positive note, I finally got a photo of the tattoo I designed, on my buddy's chest.

Was interesting when I showed it to hubby...

Hubby: "He took his shirt off to show you?!?!?"
Me: "He e-mailed me this one - well - yes, he did when he first got it"
Hubby: "--"
Me: "What's the big deal? It's not like I haven't seen a man's chest before."
Hubby: "Well....not like that, at work and everything."
Me: "Oh fer pete's sake...!!!"

I think it might be because my buddy's 6'7" and big... it'd make any guy worry... I just find it funny, since I know what my friend is like (a pussycat and very honest), but hubby doesn't know him...

Doesn't seem to want to upload though. Hmmm.... I'll try it from work tomorrow. I guess you'll just have to trust me that it looks good. :D I'm set to go under the needle Friday - hopefully we'll have enough time to finish my leg. Stay tuned.

Well, I've had enough of this idiot box - I think I'll go watch the other idiot box. :)~ Gotta get caught up on the news.


Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.

posted by Boo @ 3:49 PM 6 comments

A-non-y-mous

posted by Boo @ 8:05 PM 5 comments

Who says??

What makes a good blog? Is it how much I rant? Is it how smart I am or how "today" my topics are??? Does it matter?

Who am I doing this for anyway?

Me.

I'm ticked off at a--holes who don't understand that you're supposed to speed up in a merge lane.
I'm ticked off at a--holes who dont seem to realize the speed limit on Hunt Club at River is 80, not 60.
I want to know why I feel like I look 83 instead of 36. Is it because I have to stop and think about whether something is too "young" for me to wear?
I want a big backyard and a doggie door for Bailey.
I'm ticked off because people still throw out their cans, glass, plastic, paper...
I'm frustrated that I have so few chances to spend time with Neeroc.
I'm mad because my hubby is away, all week, every week and he can't find a regular job.
I want to scream at people who eat and talk on their phones while driving.
It rubs me the wrong way that the union that represents my classification is negotiating for 2005 and 2006. Now. Not two years ago.
I want more hours in a day and less to do in them.
I've waited over 7 months to be able to apply for the job I'm doing, and I may not get it.
I'm mad at myself because I didn't have the horses to walk the dog tonight.
I'm angry that a colleague has moved on when I've just started to get to know her.

And I'm mostly angry that I'm angry about all this stupid s--t when I should be oh-so-grateful just to live in this country, and be relatively healthy.

AAARRRGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

posted by Boo @ 8:52 PM 2 comments

Expression in other ways

Well, for my birthday hubby took me shopping at the local art supply store. Among other things, he bought me the biggest set of the best coloured pencils you can buy (120 in a wood case - almost $200!!).

Sooooo - I just had to jump in. I took a pic of my first piece with the new supplies. The colour didn't come out quite right in the photo but I don't feel like waiting until tomorrow to take one in daylight. Maybe I'll change it later...

Update: new pic... much better colour.



I think I've been looking at it too long to be able to see if there's actually any depth there. It's amazing what you can do with coloured pencils. I'm learning some pretty neat techniques. I'm going to do a portrait of the dog once I'm a little more comfy with them. I haven't used any of the new paper yet either... I'm just not ready. It would be so cool to do this full time, but it seems to take something away from it.

So the weekend started great, but I've been sick the last two days. Its funny, I was having allergies (which I've never had so severely before), and realized that chills, coughing, and the like aren't really allergy symptoms. My stuffy nose is keeping me up so I tried to get some extra rest today but I really have to get to work tomorrow.

I've decided I'm not going to the usual haunts today. I watched enough news. Tonight, I'll be oblivious, admire my picture, read my book, and hopefully sleep. Hubby's on the road all week. I miss him but at least no guilt if I snore again!

Some days, you just have to shut it all out. Call me "ostrich".

Hugs all... and g'night.

posted by Boo @ 9:50 PM 3 comments

Hmmm.... not quite.

Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

posted by Boo @ 11:02 PM 2 comments

Celebrate!!

Here's to lots more anniversaries and no more birthdays!!
I am now officially in a holding pattern. :)

posted by Boo @ 1:39 PM 2 comments

From "Terrorism News"

Was visiting Terrorism News - the latest post is about the war in the Congo - READ IT

They also link to this http://www.markfiore.com/animation/interrupt.html comic about it... rather apt.

Makes me think we should open our eyes a little bigger.

posted by Boo @ 10:04 AM 1 comments

Dad@Somewhere.com

Happy Birthday Dad.

You'd have been 68 today. I just can't believe how many years I've lived without you.

Its an interesting thing to be an atheist and believe there's more to life than this existence. I like to think of it as an evolution - a part of us moves up the ladder when we die. I have to tell myself that though, because I can't stand thinking you're just gone.

I went to university - at 29 no less! And graduated with distinction... a B.Sc. You'd have loved to study my geology with me - we could have gone fossil hunting on Manitoulin Island together. Now I do environmental research. You'd be so proud of me.

I wish you knew my husband. Even more, I wish he'd known you. I think you'd have been buddies. Working my way through life without a Dad has been really hard, but I've turned out okay. Its wierd to think that if things had been different, if you'd never gotten sick, my life would be totally different. Every decision may have followed a different path and I'd be who-knows-where right now.

So would I like to be who-knows-where with a Dad? Or here, happy and proud of myself and my accomplishments without one? That's an unanswerable question. In more ways than I can count. But you'd love the way I turned out.

And this atheist, very deep down, thinks you are proud, and keeping an eye on me. From somewhere.

I love you,
and I miss you,
Boo

posted by Boo @ 9:16 PM 8 comments

Intolerance at home

On a local news radio station this morning I learned that the communications director of the Muslim Canadian Congress resigned today citing death threats to him as well as his family.

Tarek Fatah is quite well known in Ontario for joining the Canadian Jewish Congress and the Hindu Dharma Mission in encouraging the federal government to ban the visit of Shaykh Riyadh ul Haq, a British Imam who was to give a series of lectures in Canada (which they did, citing the criminal code). Shaykh Riyadh ul Haq is said to encourage hated and religious intolerance of "identifiable groups". It was feared this would promote violence within the Canadian communities.

The Muslim Canadian Congress (MCC) are a progressive group. I’ve heard Fatah say that only 6% of Muslims living in Canada actually attend their mosques regularly and are devout. He said the rest of them live like all Canadians and spend their time worrying about such things as winning the Stanley Cup (among other things). He also actively fought against the initiation of Sharia courts to replace Canadian family courts for Muslims.

Part of the MCC mission from their website states: “The Muslim Canadian Congress is a grassroots organization that provides a voice to Muslims who are not represented by existing organizations; organizations that are either sectarian or ethnocentric, largely authoritarian, and influenced by a fear of modernity and an aversion to joy.

Members of the Muslim Canadian Congress come from all parts of the world with diverse ethnic and racial backgrounds. We are proud of our Muslim heritage and the great contribution of Islam to human civilization. As Muslim Canadians we believe in the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms, and the Canadian constitution as our guiding principles.”

So. Here’s someone who’s trying to make a positive difference and incite religious freedom, peace, and tolerance. And he’s been labeled a blasphemer for opposing a visit by someone who promoted hated (which in Islam is punishable by death - blasphemy that is, not hatred (!!)).

What kind of backward, screwed up world do we live in anyway?!?!? Do these people – this 6% - have nothing better to do with their time??? Did they not realize coming to Canada that we’re a “mosaic” country that’s great because of our cultural differences???

Now the big question of the day is whether the RCMP should investigate or if we should write it off as nutcases making idle threats. Would you believe the majority wants to ignore it??? Do they somehow not realize we’re talking about fundamentalist Muslims here??? Idle threats my ass.

This makes me very angry.






Its hard to be a “proud Canadian” with this s—t going on.

posted by Boo @ 3:50 PM 12 comments

Fluffy stuff...

Once again, I’ll veer away from the usual death and destruction.

I’ve finally got pictures of the latest work on my tatts. Only one more appointment and my leg will be finished. Well, that part of it anyway. :) For now.

I’ll add the photo of what’s on my back too – I don’t think I ever posted it. A friend of mine asked to post it on her blog some time ago and that’s what got me thinking about blogging in the first place. The space between the two back tatts will be filled in – that’s the next project.

If there’s one thing that’s certain, tattoos are becoming more mainstream. That hasn’t changed a lot of people’s opinions about them. There’re just more people to frown at now. Hubby, when my larger/multiple kind of work started, used the phrase “circus freak”. Of course, I disagree. Heavily tattooed people are aplenty… And I’m vindicated now, because he got one! Took me a year to talk him into it – but I prevailed.

I’m not stupid though. I wore pants the first few months of work (I hate skirts anyway), and kept my collars high. Once my boss got to know me, my work ethic, intelligence, etc. I was more inclined to let them hang out. There are several people at work who have them, but maybe only one like me (and he’s male and a tech, while I’m mgmt.). I’ve become a bit of a novelty around here – everyone’s always asking if I’ve had more work done. And I know my boss’ opinion of me didn’t change at all. Somehow, I think I’d have been less likely to get this position if they’d been showing at my interview, but now it just doesn’t matter.

There are limits. Even for me. But it’s an expression… and its art. I don’t get the fuss. I suppose people still associate it with nasty biker dudes or something. And don’t bother asking about when I’m 80, because when I’m 80 (if I get that far), I’m not going to give a s—t about them. I certainly won’t be wearing open back dresses and the like. And my support hose will cover up my leg. :) It took me a really long time to decide what I wanted, my fondness for fauna and flora is lifelong, so what’s the big deal? Even hubby likes them now…

posted by Boo @ 11:59 AM 6 comments

Qana...

Just a short note.

On a certain blog that I was watching (although not so fervently anymore), there was a photo posted of a relief worker with the body of a child. The blogger suggested that it was staged as this worker has appeared in many photos during the conflict. I believe he said "is this the only relief worker in all of Lebanon?" or something like that.

In honour of that let-the-children-perish blog (and he's oh-so disappointed in me), I thought I'd put a few more photos out there, without the worker "in question", demonstrating similar atrocities. How's this?














What?? Me?? Pissed off??? You bet I am.

posted by Boo @ 10:11 AM 4 comments