Friday, March 30, 2007

Terrorist driver

I saw something odd the other morning, while driving my wife to work. A cab was pulled over at a bus stop, and the back door facing the sidewalk was open. The passenger in the back seat was hanging out the door, with his finger jammed down his throat, obviously trying to make himself throw up. That's not something you see every day.

I got my driver's licence renewal card in the mail yesterday. This year I have to get a new photo taken too, so that means I'll have to take a trip to one of the MOT Centres to get it done. I don't mind too much, since I really hate my current photo. I look like some kind of terrorist in the picture. My hair is much longer, and I don't have the goatee that I have now. I'm off on a Friday in April, so I'll probably get it done that day.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Kickin' butt

As the say goes, Kids say the darndest things. This one is funny, and cute.

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Monday, March 26, 2007

Mouse catching

We arrived home from work this evening, hoping that the little mouse was in the live trap.

I carefully untaped the cupboard doors and removed the trap.

Nope. No mouse.

I shone a light beside the basket and there he was. Still sitting in the corner of the cupboard.

We decided to try and catch him with a glass. A friend at work said he had done that twice and it was pretty easy. He said the mice never even tried to run away. Our plan was to get him under a glass, and then slide it along the shelf to the front, and slide him into a small cardboard box.

So I blocked off the other half of the cupboard to minimize the area he could run in, and started to pull the basket away.

He didn't like that, and quickly scurried in behind it.

By now, my sister inlaw and her daughter dropped by to watch.

My wife placed a large plastic recycling bin on the kitchen counter, beneath the cupboard, just in case he hopped out of the cardboard. He would then land inside the plastic bin.

I was standing on a step stool, and I was nervous as hell that this little critter would get away. So my hand was shaking. That was kinda funny.

I removed the basket. The mouse didn't like that, and ran back and forth at the back of the cupboard. He stopped in his corner. I reached in slowly with the glass... he scurried around again. At one point he even ran toward me. He settled down again in the corner and I tried again. After three or four more attempts, I had mouse under glass.

Sliding the glass wasn't as easy because his little tail kept getting caught. He even squeaked at one point. Eventually I got it at the edge of the shelf.

My sister inlaw decided to help out. She was going to help close one flap on the box, while I closed the other, and my wife held the box up for us.

On a count of three, I pulled the glass off the edge and into the box he dropped.

We closed it up and I went out for a much needed smoke. :)

My kids and I walked up to the woods up near the school to release him.

Could that mouse ever move! AND jump! A second or two after the box was tipped over, he bolted out, hopped into the woods and continued hopping a foot at a time, and I swear he jumped about a foot in the air for a distance of two feet just before he was out of sight.

THAT'S what I was afraid he'd do from the cupboard.

By the time we got back, my wife had cleaned and disinfected the cupboard. I had a can of expanding spray foam, and I sprayed it into the small hole that we suspect was the route to the top of the cupboards.

Hopefully he was the one and only mouse we had. And hopefully we don't see anymore.

"Phys Ed"

I must be getting old.

While my kids were getting ready for school, my wife reminded them to not forget their gym clothes for school. My 11 year-old son replied, "I don't need them. I have Health, remember?" Then he went downstairs.

I walked into the bedroom and looked at my wife.

"Health?", I asked.

"Yeh," she replied, "Phys Ed."

Now, when I was in school, Phys Ed was "gym". Running around. Sports. Stuff like that.

So I said, "Hmm.. wouldn't it make more sense to teach them about Phys Ed before they the physical part?"

She smiled at me and said, "No... 'PHYS ED'."

Then it hit me.

Sex Ed.

Why the hell do they call it HEALTH or PHYS ED? We called that SEX ED when I was in school. because that's what it was about. Sex.

Then it hit me again.

He's only 11 years-old!

Good god. Is it THAT time already?

I'm not ready for this shit.

Tiny visitor

The first thing this morning, after I got dressed and came downstairs, my wife said to me, "Can you look in the cupboard on the top shelf? I found mouse droppings."

So I got the step stool, opened the cupboard and looked on the top shelf.

Sure enough, there were mouse droppings. Five or six of them, from what I could see.

No mouse in the trap though.

So I took out the trap and there were more droppings behind it. I decided to re-bait the trap with some fresh peanut butter and some crumbled nut bar, and I put it back on the shelf.

Then my wife asked me if I could take everything else off the shelf.

Okee dokee. I started removing things, one by one, handing them to her. More droppings.

And more droppings.

And even more droppings.

"This was one busy little mouse", I thought.

The last thing on the shelf was a plastic basket. In the basket, my wife keeps a bag of chocolate chips, bag of coconut, and other assorted stuff like that.

I grabbed the basket and pulled it out.

Ever have that weird feeling when you're doing something, where you know that there's a chance something else will happen, but in the back of your mind you're telling yourself that it won't happen, and then it does?

That's what it was like with the basket. I was fairly sure that I wouldn't find anything, other than more mouse poop, but when I got that basket out... there he was. Sitting in the corner of the cupboard, looking back at me.

What else could I do? I put the basket back in the cupboard and closed the door.

My wife freaked out. Which is strange, because she loves domestic rats. My sister in-law has two and she has no problem holding them.

My wife said that we have to get the mouse out. I asked her what I was supposed to do? Reach in and pick it up? What if it ran out and fell to the floor, then took off?

I told her it was best to keep it in the cupboard and hope that it goes into the live trap sometime today.

I took a picture of him before we taped the cupboard doors closed, and taped over the openings. Yeh, he could chew through the tape, but I'm hoping he'll get into the trap so we can release him outside in the forest somewhere.

I don't know what we'll do of he doesn't.

Or worse, if we get home and find that he did chew through the tape.

Or even worse... DIDN'T chew through the tape covering the small opening on top of the cupboards that he used to get into the house. That would mean he'd still be somewhere else in the house. :)

We have a cat, but she doesn't seem to be aware of the mouse's existence. If she is aware of it, she's not showing it by hanging around in the kitchen.

At the last place we lived, we caught a few mice. We had another cat then, and he would walk on the counters and stare up at the cupboards.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Peyton Manning SNL Skit - *UPDATED*

I was watching SNL last night and this skit came on. SNL hasn't had anything this funny in a long time.

NEW LINK -- quick before YouTube pulls it down!

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Senators 7 - Lightning 2

With tonight's 7-2 win over the Tampa Bay Lightning, the Ottawa Senators have officially clinched a playoff spot. I'm going to have to dig out all of my Senators signs and start posting them on the windows, like I do every year for the playoffs. :)

My brother inlaw got us a pair of tickets for the first home playoff game too. Since the standings aren't yet finished, we still don't know exactly when that will be, or who we'll be playing. So far, it looks like it'll be the Pittsburgh Penguins.