Our Prime Minister is about to prorogue our parliament. He responds to the outrage of the opposition and the Canadian people by saying that Canadians just don't care. How dare he use our own apathy against us.
In a recent performance meeting with my boss, he suggested I seem disinterested with my job, and that the Government may not be the best place for someone like me. Not that it's his place to say that, but imho, the Cdn Government is the perfect place for anyone who doesn't give a shit to work. Just look at Harper.
A colleague once said "work is the place I go to so I can make money so I can go out and do the things I really want to be doing". I mostly agree. I wish I was passionate about my job . Until I figure out what I do care about, this is where I work.
I wish I could prorogue my job. All I get are sick days. Speaking of which....
This is Ilana's new bike. The pitch pro, likely the most bang for your buck bike out there.
I hope she beats the shit out of her like I did to my Bighit. But that only happens when I'm not looking it seems.
She's got the right idea. She wants to ride and is willing to accept the pain that comes with learning how. She's sticking with it through the hard times, just like I did. It's become like my own Hurt Locker, for anyone who's seen it.
Saturday was for Burke. First time for me there. Hella slog up for around 25 mins of down. The Down however is intergalactic interstellar. Triple Crown was flowy loamy goodness with some nice booters to help get your air game going.
This is Ian riding up to have a look. Dave was running his Go Pro, still waiting to see what he's got.
Sunday was Back to Fromme day. Just in case I didn't get in enough riding. Craig and Alan were there, and Jim from Bowen took over the photographer duties for me.
Combo was UOC into Expresso, with the short version of Dempsey out.
This is Alan on the Expresso Face.
And this is me.
This is who I am.(I think I feel a diatribe coming on. )
