Thursday, April 24, 2008

Police are warning all men who frequent clubs and pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink by any woman.Many females use a date rape drug on the market known as "Beer." The drug is found in liquid form and is available almost everywhere. Beer is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them, no strings attached.

Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several beers, men will often succumb to the desire to sleep with women to whom they would never normally be attracted. And after drinking beer, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened to them the night before, except with just a vague feeling that "something bad" occurred.

On some occasions these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life's savings in a familiar scam known as a "relationship." In extreme cases, the female may even be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a longer term form of servitude and punishment referred to as "marriage." Men are much more susceptible to this scam after beer is administered and sex is offered by the predatory females.

If you fall victim to this "Beer" scam and the woman administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter with similarly victimized men. For the support group nearest you, look up "Golf Courses" in the Yellow Pages.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

April Past...2005

About 3 years ago this April, the local TV station wanted to get a story on us, and we found a nice location down by the Ottawa River. Some nice ruined buildings on Victoria Island. So we obliged, putting on some little fighting demonstrations, and showing off our armour. The result was pretty good. Characters in the above pic...Arthur the empty armour, Bill in Chain Mail, Jean V. in his Samurai Suit, Shayne in his chain mail, and Leanne with the sword and rather lighter chain mail.

Here Shayne is showing Leanne the moves that keep him alive.

The Camera is being held by Leanne's assistant Wayne, and he is talking to me. I love the long horse tail coming off my helm.

A nice collection of fighters, all mugging for the camera.

And that was April of 2005. Lots of water under the bridge since then. Both Shayne and Bill are slimmer, and the Samurai Armour is chipped and "used", but all in all, the same bunch of great guys haveing a great time.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Spring 2008

The crocuses are poking up through the snow. Spring is finally here!!! Yay!
Actually, this was three days ago, the weather has been unseasonably warm, and I went for a motorcycle ride yesterday! Go for another one today. When will I ever get any work done? Who cares!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Friday Doggies.

Got lots of good stuff today, but right now, I am too tired to load it all in. A busy week, lots of armour being made, crocuses are coming up! Tulips will be here any day now! And the snow is makeing a serious retreat. And we came in second for "highest amount of snowfall in a season ev-er.". Thats okay though....didn't really want to shovel more of it!

The weather was fantastic....over 20 degrees C. (75 degrees Farenheit) and we went up to Lanark to give a talk on armour for a school full of grade four kids. And of course, had to drop by the Village Treats factory outlet store (best chocolates this side of Belgium! Brenda got some raspberry creame filled dark chocolate chockies which are totally sinfull! And next door was the Balderson Cheese factory. Not that I really "like" Balderson cheese, I mean, they are competent cheese makers as far as it goes, but they make the worlds best cheese "curds". I understand this Canadian delicacy is not really common south of the 49th parallel, so essentially cheese curds are an intermittent step in the production of cheddar cheese. They are fairly salty, irregularly shaped, squeek between your teeth when they are really fresh, and have a reasonably solid texture. A handful of cheese curds is equivalent of drinking a dozen glasses of milk, so it is very filling. They pack the cheese curds together into wheels for ageing, but most cheese factories sell about half their curd output to people like me who beat a path to their door to snack on these very healthy morsels. A Canadian dish is French Fries with rich gravy and cheese curds sprinkled on top. They call it poutine, and when they sprinkle bacon bits on top you pretty much have to have your cariologist on speed dial. Those hash browns like you get at MacDonalds, the potato patties? Well, a few minutes in the toaster oven, and a few cheese curds melted on top of them is just heaven.
Anyway, pictures tomorrow. Tonight.....dropped into the auction on the way home. Picked up a beautiful touristy knife, I think Caucasian, or possibly Black Sea provenance. Oh well...looked really cool, and picked it up for ten bucks. Missed out on the group of seven print (signed and numbered) because Brenda didn't want to go over thirty five dollars, and also the Fredrick Remington bronze because I wouldn't go over a hundred. (it eventually went for 175!) Oh well....such are the vagaries of the auction! Got out of there before I did some serious damage to the wallet!

Friday, April 11, 2008

Rob and Bill, 9 April 08

Training in the snow
Training in the snow
Oh what a happy life we lead (ho ho)

Spring in Ottawa. You know its spring because the snow can be tramped down.

Typical Canadian eh! Tee shirts and galoshes. That is a pic of me and Rob working on his broadsword techniques on Wednesday of this week.

Friday, April 04, 2008

Last dance

Here, Shayne and I have a little dance to celebrate the successful graduation of the third course in only two weeks! He is pretty light on his feet...grin!

The grad pic is on my armouring blog

Wednesday, April 02, 2008


Doggies. Keep thinking about getting another dog. Have to admit to liking the freedom of not being responsible for a dog though. Last night the wind was howling, and it reminded me of how much my little horizontally challenged fur covered tongue loller used to like to find a high spot in the yard, and stick his nose right into the wind, receiving messages from far far away.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008


Maybe I should just open a sandwich shop. How cool would THAT be?