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Monday, October 23, 2017

Gay Masons

Gay Masons ?

Can a gay man be a Mason? Though there are many people who would say no, I say yes. A gay man can be a Mason. A better question may be "Would a gay man want to be a Mason?"

Besides the obvious, i.e., I am a gay man and am a Mason, there is nothing in the history of the Fraternity to say a gay man can not be a Mason.

There are other gay men who belong to our Fraternity. I have met some in person and some through the Internet. There are gay men in Canada who are Masons. There are gay men in the United States who are Masons. There are gay men in England who are Masons. And, I am sure there are gay men throughout the world who are Masons.

And, a look at the history of the Fraternity can reveal some amazing facts.


Do you recognize the picture above? It is a picture of Oscar Wilde.

Many of us are familiar with the works of Oscar Wilde, including The Picture of Dorian Gray and The Importance of Being Earnest. And, many of us are aware of the fact that he was imprisoned for two years for alleged homosexual activity.

But, did you know that Oscar Wilde belonged to the Fraternity and is proudly listed among "famous Masons"?

Oscar Wilde was raised to the sublime degree of Master Mason on May 25, 1875 at Apollo University Lodge #357 --- a fact commemorated on a Masonic First Day Cover:


A positive answer to can a gay man be a Mason can be read on Rt. Wor. Gary L. Dryfoos' excellent website about Freemasonry ( http://web.mit.edu/dryfoo/Masonry/ ).

As Rt. Wor. Dryfoos writes:

But no matter what anyone might tell you, there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING in the ancient landmarks of Masonry that forbids the membership of gay men. (Underlining is my own)

And from email correspondence between me and a certain Past Grand Master:

"Perhaps it would be prudent to keep this news to yourself; some of the members, may not accept this very well. Don't ask. Don't tell.". Some brethren asked me 'Why I was telling them this?' (that I was homosexual). I guess I should have listened to him (The PGM). But I don't like to have to pretend that it doesn't exist, (homophobia). It must, as I can not see another reason that only a few of my brethren have chosen to maintain contact with me when I moved away... No cards for when I was in hospital (for weeks at a time, I could have used a cheerful phone call, email or even a letter from my friends). No inquiries from brother's to find out how I am coping with life. Benevolence from The Lodge and certain members, have kept me in good standing, and that is appreciated, but why do I feel under restraint and unaccepted in and around members of my own Lodge? Is it just me? I may never know. I just wanted the brethren to know who I am, and being gay is part of that.

And, finally:

Masonry was supposed to teach you to drop your own plumbline and build true to that, and to respect the plumbline and the true building of others. Unfortunately, in my experience, not all Masons abide by this teaching.


*The Majority of this article is from: Gay Masons - www.homestead.com/prosites-douglasmack/GayMasons.html

The Koala and the Lizard

A different perspective

A koala was sitting in a gum tree... smoking a joint

Koala smoking a joint

when a little lizard walked past, looked up and said, 'Hey Koala!
What are you doing?'

The koala said, 'Smoking a joint, come up and have some.'

Lizard

So the little lizard climbed up and sat next to the koala where they enjoyed a few joints. After a while the little lizard said that his mouth was 'dry' and that he was going to get a drink from the river.

The little lizard was so stoned that he leaned over too far and fell into the river.

A crocodile saw this and swam over to the little lizard
and helped him to the side.
Then he asked the little lizard, 'What's the matter with you?'


The little lizard explained to the crocodile that he had been sitting with the koala in the tree, smoking a joint, but got too stoned and fell into the river while taking a drink.

Crocodile

The crocodile said that he had to check this out and walked into the rain forest, found the tree where the koala was sitting finishing a joint. The crocodile looked up and said, 'Hey you!'

Koala smoking a joint

So the koala looked down at him and said,
'Shiiiiiiiiiiit dude... How much water did you drink???

Sunday, October 22, 2017

AN ATHEIST IN THE WOODS

An atheist was walking through the woods.

'What majestic trees!
'What powerful rivers!
'What beautiful animals!
He said to himself.

As he was walking alongside the river,he heard a rustling in
the bushes behind him.
He turned to look.
He saw a 7-foot grizzly bear charge towards him.

Grizzly Bear

He ran as fast as he could up the path. He looked over his shoulder & saw that the bear was closing in on him..

He looked over his shoulder again, & the bear was even closer.

He tripped & fell on the ground.
He rolled over to pick himself up but saw that the bear was right on top of him, reaching for him with his left paw & raising his right paw to strike him.

Grizzly Bear

At that instant the Atheist cried out,
'Oh my God!'
Time Stopped.
The bear froze.
The forest was silent.
As a bright light shone upon the man, a voice came out of the sky.
'You deny my existence for all these years, teach others I don't exist and even credit creation to cosmic accident.'
'Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament?
Am I to count you as a believer?
The atheist looked directly into the light, 'It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps you could make the BEAR a Christian'?

'Very well,' said the voice.
The light went out. The sounds of the forest resumed. And the bear dropped his right paw, brought both paws together, bowed his head & spoke:

Grizzly Bear

'Lord bless this food, which I am about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, Amen.'
HYUK!

Ducks in Heaven

Three women die together in an accident
And go to heaven.

When they get there, St. Peter says,
'We only have one rule here in heaven:
Don't step on the ducks!'

ducks

So they enter heaven, and sure enough,
There are ducks all over the place.
It is almost impossible not to step on a duck,
And although they try their best to avoid them,
The first woman accidentally steps on one.

Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw.
St. Peter chains them together and says,
'Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to
Spend eternity chained to this ugly man!'


The next day,
The second woman steps accidentally on a duck
And along comes St. Peter,
Who doesn't miss a thing.
With him is another extremely ugly man.
He chains them together
With the same admonishment as for the first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and,
Not wanting to be chained
For all eternity to an ugly man, is very,
VERY careful where she steps.

She manages to go months
Without stepping on any ducks,
But
One day St.Peter comes up to her
With the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on
.... Very tall, long eyelashes, muscular.

hunky guy

St. Peter chains them together
without saying a word.

The happy woman says,
'I wonder what I did to deserve being
Chained to you for all of eternity?'

The guy says,
'I don't know about you,
But I stepped on a
Duck.

Old Lady

Put On Your Thinking Mouse Ears

Mickey 80th Birthday

Winter's almost over, and spring is on its way at long last. To welcome it in, we've put together a brain-tingling trivia challenge to get your mental juices flowing. How much do you know about Disney's unique take on the season when we put away our heavy coats, welcome back longer days, and make time to smell the roses? Show your spring smarts with the questions below!

1) We'll start off easy – what's the spring-y name of Bambi's skunk friend?

A) Blossom
B) Flower
C) Sunshine

2) Now a little tougher: At the 2009 Epcot International Flower & Garden Festival (starting March 18!), how many blooms will be on view?

A) 500
B) 800
C) 1,200
D) Literally millions

3) Spring means green, and that makes us wonder, what special event will make Earth Day 2009 one to remember?

A) The theatrical release of the first Disneynature documentary, "Earth."
B) Adventures by Disney will lead a special trip to Antarctica.
C) All the cookies sold at the Magic Kingdom will be green that day.

4) Disney has been commemorating Earth Day since the beginning. When was that, anyway?

A) 1970
B) 1972
C) 1975
D) 1977

5) What favorite springtime activity concludes "Mary Poppins"?

A) Egg-hunting
B) Croquet
C) Kite-flying
D) Gardening

6) Which Winnie the Pooh short is spring-themed?

A) Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day
B) Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Too!
C) Winnie the Pooh and the Honey Tree

7) Disneynature offers spectacular wildlife documentaries. What earlier Disneynature series paved the way?

A) Wacky Animals
B) True-Life Adventures
C) Nature shorts

8) Which "Fantasia" segment featured frolicking springtime centaurs and fauns?

A) The Nutcracker Suite
B) Toccata and Fugue in D Minor
C) The Rite of Spring
D) The Pastoral Symphony

9) Disney's 1932 cartoon short "Flowers and Trees" boasted what first?

A) The first Disney animated short released in Technicolor
B) The first recipient of an Oscar® for Best Short Subject: Cartoons
C) Both!

10) In "Alice in Wonderland," we meet the March Hare – why would a March hare be mad?

A) Hares were believed to act mad during their spring mating season.
B) "Alice" author Lewis Carroll just liked the way it sounded.
C) It is an in-joke among the animators about Walt's creation Oswald the Lucky Rabbit.

Mickey Mouse

Answers: 1B, 2D, 3A, 4A, 5C, 6C, 7B, 8D, 9C, 10A
If you got five or more of these right, you deserve to be absolutely twitter-pated!

*Disney Insider
Pictures © Disney.

Bubba Hotep's Words of the Day

Bubba Hotep

1. *Cheese*
The teacher told Alan to use the word cheese in a sentence.
Alan replies: Maria likes me, but cheese fat.

2. *Mushroom*
When all my family get in the car, there's not mushroom.

3. *Shoulder*
My fren wanted 2 become a citizen but she didn't know how to read so I shoulder.

4. * Texas *
My fren always Texas me when I'm not home wondering where I'm at!

5. *Herpes*
Me and my fren ordered pizza. I got mine piece and she got herpes.

6. *July*
Ju told me ju were going to tha store and July to me! Julyer!

7. *Rectum*
I had 2 cars but my wife rectum!

8. *Chicken*
I was going to go to the store with my wife but chicken go herself.

9. *Wheelchair*
We only have one enchilada left, but don't worry wheelchair.

10. *Chicken* *wing*
My wife plays the lottery so chicken wing.

11. *Harassment*
My wife caught me in bed with another women and I told her honey harassment nothing to me.

12. *Bishop*
My wife fell down the stair so I had to pick the bishop.

13. *Body wash*
I want to go to the club but no body wash my kids.

14. *Budweiser*
That women over there has a nice body, budweiser face so ugly?
HYUK!

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Riddle Me This!

I turn polar bears white
and I will make you cry.
I make guys have to pee
and girls comb their hair.
I make celebrities look stupid
and normal people look like celebrities.
I turn pancakes brown
and make your champane bubble.
If you squeeze me, I'll pop.
If you look at me, you'll pop.
Can you solve the riddle?


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The Force

Jedi Knight

Sometimes when I am sitting in my car at a stoplight, I imagine myself as a Jedi Knight.

I close my eyes and concentrate on the Force.

Sometimes, I have to concentrate longer than others, but I know it works.

The light turns green, doesn’t it?

Mama

It's been 4 years Mama

It's been twelve years, Mama
It still doesn't feel real
Sometimes I think of you
and want to just pick up the phone
to say hello..

Mama thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I'm not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
For the times
I forgot

Mama remember all my life
You showed me love,You sacrificed
Think of those young and early days
How I've changed
along the way

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
I miss you, I miss you

Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
All of the storms I may have caused
And I've been wrong
Dry your eyes

Mama I hope this makes you smile
I hope you're happy with my life
At peace with every choice I made
How I've changed
Along the way
And I know you believed in all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you, Mama

*Il Divo, Mama

Friday, October 20, 2017

MAN OF THE HOUSE

The husband had just finished reading a new book entitled

'YOU CAN BE THE MAN OF YOUR HOUSE.'

He stormed to his wife in the kitchen and announced, 'From now on, you need to know that I am the man of this house, and my word is Law. You will prepare me a gourmet meal tonight; and when I'm finished eating my meal, you will serve me a sumptuous dessert. After dinner, you are going to go upstairs with me, and we will have the kind of sex that I want. Afterwards, you are going to draw me a bath so I can relax. You will wash my back and towel me dry and bring me my robe. Then, you will massage my feet and hands. Then tomorrow, guess who's going to dress me and comb my hair?

The wife replied, 'The funeral director would be my first guess.'

Where I Live....

Delta Bessborough under The Broadway Bridge - photo credit Jack
The Delta Bessborough from under The Broadway Bridge - Saskatoon

Vancouver in Fog

All this fog makes for some cool photography!
Vancouver in Fog
Vancouver in Fog
Vancouver in Fog
Vancouver in Fog
Vancouver in Fog

Word Puzzles


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Thursday, October 19, 2017

I Believe

A Birth Certificate shows that we were born

A Death Certificate shows that we died

Pictures show that we lived!


Have a seat . . . Relax . . . And read this slowly....

Believe!

I Believe...
That just because two people argue, It doesn't mean they don't love each other.
And just because they don't argue, It doesn't mean they do love each other.


I Believe...
That we don't have to change friends if We understand that friends change.

I Believe...
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I Believe...
That you can do something in an instant That will give you heartache for life.

I Believe...
That it's taking me a long time To become the person I want to be.

I Believe...
That you should always leave loved ones with Loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I Believe...
That you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I Believe...
That we are responsible for what We do, no matter how we feel.

I Believe...
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I Believe...
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I Believe...
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I Believe...
That my best friend and I, can do anything, or nothing and have the best time.

I Believe...
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you When you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

I Believe...
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, But that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I Believe...
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I Believe...
That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I Believe...
That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I Believe...
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but, we are responsible for who we become.

I Believe...
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life Forever.

I Believe...
Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I Believe...
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.

I Believe...
That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.

I Believe...
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I Believe...
That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.


Thank you God for all the wonderful people who help us throughout the journey of life..

No left turns...

This is a wonderful piece by Michael Gartner, editor of newspapers large and small and president of NBC News. In 1997, he won the Pulitzer Prize for editorial writing. It is well worth reading, and a few good chuckles are guaranteed.

My father never drove a car. Well, that's not quite right. I should say I never saw him drive a car.

He quit driving in 1927, when he was 25 years old, and the last car he drove was a 1926 Whippet.

"In those days," he told me when he was in his 90s, "to drive a car you had to do things with your hands, and do things with your feet, and look every which way, and I decided you could walk through life and enjoy it or drive through life and miss it."

At which point my mother, a sometimes salty Irishwoman, chimed in:

"Oh, bull----!" she said. "He hit a horse."
"Well," my father said, "there was that, too."

So my brother and I grew up in a household without a car. The neighbors all had cars -- the Kollingses next door had a green 1941 Dodge, the VanLaninghams across the street a gray 1936 Plymouth, the Hopsons two doors down a black 1941 Ford -- but we had none.

My father, a newspaperman in Des Moines, would take the streetcar to work and, often as not, walk the 3 miles home. If he took the streetcar home, my mother and brother and I would walk the three blocks to the streetcar stop, meet him and walk home together.

My brother, David, was born in 1935, and I was born in 1938, and sometimes, at dinner, we'd ask how come all the neighbors had cars but we had none. "No one in the family drives," my mother would explain, and that was that.

But, sometimes, my father would say, "But as soon as one of you boys turns 16, we'll get one." It was as if he wasn't sure which one of us would turn 16 first.

But, sure enough , my brother turned 16 before I did, so in 1951 my parents bought a used 1950 Chevrolet from a friend who ran the parts department at a Chevy dealership downtown.

It was a four-door, white model, stick shift, fender skirts, loaded with everything, and, since my parents didn't drive, it more or less became my brother's car.
Having a car but not being able to drive didn't bother my father, but it didn't make sense to my mother.

So in 1952, when she was 43 years old, she asked a friend to teach her to drive. She learned in a nearby cemetery, the place where I learned to drive the following year and where, a generation later, I took my two sons to practice driving. The cemetery probably was my father's idea. "Who can your mother hurt in the cemetery?" I remember him saying more than once.

For the next 45 years or so, until she was 90, my mother was the driver in the family. Neither she nor my father had any sense of direction, but he loaded up on maps -- though they seldom left the city limits -- and appointed himself navigator. It seemed to work.

Still, they both continued to walk a lot. My mother was a devout Catholic, and my father an equally devout agnostic, an arrangement that didn't seem to bother either of them through their 75 years of marriage.

(Yes, 75 years, and they were deeply in love the entire time.)

He retired when he was 70, and nearly every morning for the next 20 years or so, he would walk with her the mile to St. Augustin's Church. She would walk down and sit in the front pew, and he would wait in the back until he saw which of the parish's two priests was on duty that morning. If it was the pastor, my father then would go out and take a 2-mile walk, meeting my mother at the end of the service and walking her home.

If it was the assistant pastor, he'd take just a 1-mile walk and then head back to the church. He called the priests "Father Fast" and "Father Slow."

After he retired, my father almost always accompanied my mother whenever she drove anywhere, even if he had no reason to go along. If she were going to the beauty parlor, he'd sit in the car and read, or go take a stroll or, if it was summer, have her keep the engine running so he could listen to the Cubs game on the radio. In the evening, then, when I'd stop by, he'd explain: "The Cubs lost again. The millionaire on second base made a bad throw to the millionaire on first base, so the multimillionaire on third base scored."

If she were going to the grocery store, he would go along to carry the bags out -- and to make sure she loaded up on ice cream. As I said, he was always the navigator, and once, when he was 95 and she was 88 and still driving, he said to me, "Do you want to know the secret of a long life?"

"I guess so," I said, knowing it probably would be something bizarre.
"No left turns," he said
"What?" I asked.
"No left turns," he repeated. "Several years ago, your mother and I read an article that said most accidents that old people are in happen when they turn left in front of oncoming traffic.
As you get older, your eyesight worsens, and you can lose your depth perception, it said. So your mother and I decided never again to make a left turn."
"What?" I said again.
"No left turns," he said. "Think about it. Three rights are the same as a left, and that's a lot safer. So we always make three rights."
"You're kidding!" I said, and I turned to my mother for support" No," she said, "your father is right. We make three rights. It works." But then she added: "Except when your father loses count."
I was driving at the time, and I almost drove off the road as I started laughing.
"Loses count?" I asked.
"Yes," my father admitted, "that sometimes happens. But it's not a problem. You just make seven rights, and you're okay again."
I couldn't resist. "Do you ever go for 11?" I asked.
"No," he said " If we miss it at seven, we just come home and call it a bad day. Besides, nothing in life is so important it can't be put off another day or another week."

My mother was never in an accident, but one evening she handed me her car keys and said she had decided to quit driving. That was in 1999, when she was 90. She lived four more years, until 2003. My father died the next year, at 102.

They both died in the bungalow they had moved into in 1937 and bought a few years later for $3,000. (Sixty years later, my brother and I paid $8,000 to have a shower put in the tiny bathroom -- the house had never had one. My father would have died then and there if he knew the shower cost nearly three times what he paid for the house.)

He continued to walk daily -- he had me get him a treadmill when he was 101 because he was afraid he'd fall on the icy sidewalks but wanted to keep exercising -- and he was of sound mind and sound body until the moment he died.

One September afternoon in 2004, he and my son went with me when I had to give a talk in a neighboring town, and it was clear to all three of us that he was wearing out, though we had the usual wide-ranging conversation about politics and newspapers and things in the news.

A few weeks earlier, he had told my son, "You know, Mike, the first hundred years are a lot easier than the second hundred." At one point in our drive that Saturday, he said, "You know, I'm probably not going to live much longer."
"You're probably right," I said.
"Why would you say that?" He countered, somewhat irritated.
"Because you're 102 years old," I said.
"Yes," he said, "you're right." He stayed in bed all the next day.
That night, I suggested to my son and daughter that we sit up with him through the night.

He appreciated it, he said, though at one point, apparently seeing us look gloomy, he said:
"I would like to make an announcement. No one in this room is dead yet"
An hour or so later, he spoke his last words:
"I want you to know," he said, clearly and lucidly, "that I am in no pain. I am very comfortable. And I have had as happy a life as anyone on this earth could ever have."
A short time later, he died.
I miss him a lot, and I think about him a lot. I've wondered now and then how it was that my family and I were so lucky that he lived so long.
I can't figure out if it was because he walked through life, Or because he quit taking left turns. "

Life is too short to wake up with regrets.
So love the people who treat you right.
Forget about those who don't.
Believe everything happens for a reason.
If you get a chance, take it.
If it changes your life, let it.
Nobody said life would be easy,
they just promised it would most likely be worth it.

Fun facts from Infection Control

During an hour's swimming at a municipal pool you will ingest 1/12 liter of urine.
Fun facts from Infection Control

In an average day your hands will have come into indirect contact with 15 penises (touching door handles, etc)
Fun facts from Infection Control

An average person's yearly fast food intake will contain 12 pubic hairs.
Fun facts from Infection Control

In a year you will have swallowed 14 insects - while you slept!
Fun facts from Infection Control

Annually you will shake hands with 11 women who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands.
Fun facts from Infection Control

Annually you will shake hands with 36 men who have recently masturbated and failed to wash their hands.
Fun facts from Infection Control

In a lifetime 22 workmen will have examined the contents of your dirty linen basket.
Fun facts from Infection Control

At an average wedding reception you have a 1/100 chance of getting a cold sore from one of the guests.
Fun facts from Infection Control

Daily you will breathe in 1 liter of other peoples' anal gases.
Fun facts from Infection Control

SO HAVE A GREAT DAY...

...and wash your damn hands!

CHECK OUT THESE TIRES !

SEE THROUGH TIRES
Radical new tire design by Michelin. The next generation of tires. They had a pair at the Philadelphia car show.

Radical new tire design by Michelin

These tires are made in South Carolina, USA.

Yes, those are 'spoke' like connections to the inner part of the tire from the outside tread 'wrap!' The next picture shows how odd it looks in motion.....


Radical new tire design by Michelin

Makes you wonder how the ride feels doesn't it?

These tires are airless and are scheduled to be out on the market very soon.
The bad news for law enforcement is that spike strips will not work on these.

Radical new tire design by Michelin
Just think of the impact on existing technology:
A. no more air valves...
B. no more air compressors at gas stations...
C. no more repair kits...
D. no more flats...
These are actual pictures taken in the South Carolina plant of Michelin.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

RIP Gordon Downie, Tragically Hip Frontman

Tragically Hip's Gord Downie dead at 53

From CBC.ca

Rock poet who wrote Canadiana-laced lyrics had a commanding stage presence

by By John Mazerolle, CBC News

Gord Downie speaks during a ceremony honouring him at the AFN Special Chiefs assembly in December. Downie died Tuesday after a battle with brain cancer. (THE CANADIAN PRESS)

Gord Downie, the Tragically Hip frontman who united a diverse array of music lovers with his commanding stage presence and Canadiana-laced lyrics, has died.

He was 53.

Downie had an aggressive and incurable form of brain cancer called glioblastoma, which he discovered after a seizure in December 2015.

He died Tuesday night surrounded by his children and family, according to a statement on the band's website.

"Gord knew this day was coming – his response was to spend this precious time as he always had – making music, making memories and expressing deep gratitude to his family and friends for a life well lived, often sealing it with a kiss… on the lips," the statement said.

As the Tragically Hip's lead singer and lyricist, Downie was the face and voice of a band whose discography sold more than eight million copies. (Mike Homer/Live Nation)

Canadians learned of Downie's illness on May 24 last year — the same day the rest of the rock group, Paul Langlois, Rob Baker, Gord Sinclair and Johnny Fay, announced that the Kingston, Ont.-based band would head out on a final summer tour "for Gord, and for all of us."

The final concert, in Kingston on Aug. 20, 2016 was broadcast by CBC.

The 15-show Man Machine Poem tour, especially its final concert, became a cultural event, as Downie's dire prognosis prompted an outpouring of support from people across the country who had the rare opportunity to celebrate a much-loved Canadian before he was gone.

-mmore at CBC.ca

The Clan McDuck - Donald Duck's Family Tree

Click on the tree for a larger version!

You haven't seen anything yet - UNREAL!!


Tenant from Hell!

This is an actual apartment..found in Houston after the evacuation for the hurricane. This is NOT hurricane damage....it was found this way prior to the hurricane. Hard to believe there wasn't a fire with all the cigarettes.

Did this woman ever hear of an ashtray? That's why I want to borrow yours. I just heard about these ashtrays but, never used one. I hear they keep the butts organized...

Tenant from Hell!

Tenant from Hell!

Tenant from Hell!
Tenant from Hell!

All the Febreeze and Clorox in the world...is not going to help this mess!

NOOOOOOOOO not the Computer!!!!

Tenant from Hell!

Tenant from Hell!

Tenant from Hell!

ok..here comes the bad parts......


Tenant
Tenant from Hell!
Tenant from Hell!


She had intentions of cleaning.......probably put it off till tomorrow~

I'm thinkin if those things sittin on the bathroom sink had wings they'd fly away!!

Tenant from Hell!

Tenant from Hell!
Tenant from Hell!
I have come to one conclusion in all of this..... and its that this woman does not like to cook.

(ok..a couple other conclusions also)