Fame is fortune where I come from!

25 10 2010

One more famous ADHDer for the list … me!

I’ve read recently that if you’re an ADHDer you’re not likely going to be rich and famous. I’ve also read that that’s no reason to stop trying. Admittedly I’m not rich, and it’s not in my foreseeable future, but I know how to be famous. Read the rest of this entry »

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Buzz Bars? What the @%&!™Ð are buzz bars?

3 08 2010

I love buzz bars. I don’t know what they’re really called, I call them buzz bars. Those striations on the road that make your entire car vibrate as you approach an intersection or other roadway feature that requires attentiveness. All other types of warning pale by comparison. Buzz bars make their presence known. Lights are distracting and signs are easily missed, but those buzz bars … Read the rest of this entry »





I’m Sold, How advertising is making me ill …

11 05 2010

I like to think I’ve become immune to advertising. I snarl at the TV when an advert comes on that I find offensive or particularly insulting to my perception of my intelligence. I vow never to buy those products and try not to talk about them to others (no advertising is bad advertising), I don’t even talk about the commercials I don’t like. But how did I get here? How did I get to the point where I distrusted and/or disliked certain advertisements so vehemently? Read the rest of this entry »





Trash Talk

7 05 2010

If it ain’t broke, why are you replacing it?

Nothing makes my ears smoke more then the stupidity of our throw-away attitude. Your phone isn’t the latest invention? It needs an extra mega-pixel? Throw it out, get a new one. Your weed-whacker has a cord and that’s inconvenient, toss it. You’re tired of those dishes you bought last year, kick ’em to the curb. Last years clothes? Gone. There’s a new audio format available? Time for a new collection. Cars, toys, clothes, appliances, etc., etc., etc! Read the rest of this entry »





Faux Food For Thought

6 05 2010

Faux food

I like the real stuff. Artificial doesn’t do a thing for me. I’m not afraid to say it. I grew up on a farm. No surprise that I’m not fond of artificial food. I’m a butter, milk and eggs guy when it comes to the dairy section, and I don’t believe in turkey franks or chicken ham. I have a hard time just getting past the name “mock chicken,” I’m pretty sure whatever it’s made of isn’t good if all the name says is “This ain’t what it’s made of”. Read the rest of this entry »





Canajun, Eh?

29 04 2010

Whatcha think

That’s right, I’m Canadian, or ‘Canajun’ as Mark M. Orkin says in his book “Canajun, Eh?” This book is a lark, a spoof reference that pretends to be a dictionary of Canadian english. In actuality, it is a comprehensive list of the shibboleths that give us away in international company, complete with phonetic spelling.

A book by any other name would be another book

A selection of excerpts from this definitive collection would include, but by no means be limited to: Read the rest of this entry »








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