Les Canadiens - What the f&4#ck?

Could barely watch the game last night, go Sens go! Oh, my, God! It was a bath and my boys in red, white and blue should be ashamed of themselves. How do they even have the balls to pick up their checks, except for the Lapierre line and Halak, maybe.

On a different note, I'm going to be writing lyrics. Have been asked and going to hear the lady perform tonight. If she's really rotten then I'll still write the words but ....

I've got a Young Adult novel written, if you'd like to have the first chapter posted, let me know, will put the whole book up in segments, have got to get an audience for my work.

Ta!

Wow! Natasha Richardson

A simple thing like a helmet would have prevented Natasha's death. One can't help but consider that possibly when your soul has decided to pass that it's time. I presently hold no fear of death, I trust that when death is on my doorstep that I will enter the passageway with grace and love. Send love to her family and white light to her spirit. She's probably confused by the suddeness of her exit. I live near the ski hill where she died and hope that there were no complications of signage (French only?) indicating danger and that the trauma team was reached if there was any chance of life. She was a wonderful woman and lived a valuable life of love and giving. Send love and energy to her family if you can. Try to live your own life as if each day was your last, because it could very well be, and one day it will be.

Missed you guys

Can't even tell you how difficult and strange the last year has been. I didn't know how to get on the blog so there was no way I could post anything. How's that for technologicaly challenged? This is a test to see if I actually can do it again and I'll keep writing until someone notices!