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I love watching t.v shows featuring people, that are passionate about what they do. From Norm Abrams building furniture to Jaques Pepin and Julia Child cooking, they enthrall me with their enthusiasm. Perhaps it's the attention to detail that comes with being a master at your craft, that I appreciate, or the way they make it look so dam easy. Mostly, I think it's the way they are so engrossed in what they do, as if nothing else exists at that moment, and they draw me in too. The Router Workshop building a split level home with nothing more than a quarter inch round over bit, the Victory Garden feeding the nation, Graeme Bennett explaining five geeky ways to fix Windows shut down issues... they all draw me into their worlds for a time. My two personal favourites are the Magic of Oil Painting and Roger Philip's Roses. Just for a while the world becomes a kinder, gentler place while these talented artists create...and I can't count the number of wonderful Sundays, passed drifting in and out of slumber, while Norm lovingly crafted a flag pole, or Bob Ross brought the Grand Tetons to life. Oh to be so creative! More evidence on my civilization theory. Where do you live? "Lots of folks confuse bad management with destiny." Kim Hubbard Tuesday, April 29, 2003 03:36 p.m. A spectacular sunny spring day here today, everything green, flowers popping out everywhere, eagles whistling over a symphony of smaller birds....and work..everywhere I look, the lawn is beginning to look like alfalfa since the mower's in the shop, eight truck loads of wood to be split, gardens hidden under a carpet of weeds....and what am I doing?? Why snapping pics of garden ornamentation of course...ok, I did split some wood and rearrange the wood shed, with the cockeyed notion I might actually get the rest split before winter..oh and a second sortie was launched against those terrorist weeds. Hey, Rome wasn't burned in a day, or something to that effect, now for those pictures. I've put up some thumbs on a separate page, thinking that not all of you..ok, that not both of you will be interested. For anyone that is, click here, and keep in mind, that the mower really is in the shop! Can the demise of our modern civilization be far behind this? Ok kids, class dismissed. Monday, April 28, 2003 10:13 p.m. I can see lineups forming now, all across the country...Doc, I've got this crick in my neck....well, we're not allowed to log here anymore, perhaps this could be our economic saviour. Tourists coming from far and wide to take the "cure"...immigration will skyrocket with folks wanting to be covered under our public healthcare system. B.C. Bud...organically grown...watered only with pure mountain spring water...probably have to be a "u-pick" operation though, hired pickers would never get the crop in without sampling a little....spin off industry too, the snack food market will explode. I think I'll get in on the ground floor and invest in a corner grocery. This can only enhance our reputation as a peace keeping nation....too stoned/happy for fighting. Maybe it isn't such a bad thing. Sunday, April 27, 2003 08:23 p.m. Seen out my window today, while sitting at the computer. -Colourful sail boats sliding by on the bay at the end of our road. -Two elderly parents waving goodbye to their adult son, who had been visiting from out of town, till he disappeared out of sight a 1/4 mile later. For the guy whose childhood family inspired the Dr.Phil Show, I thought this was very nice. -A guy out for a stroll drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette. -Two neighbourhood kids (girl+boy) delivering papers together, and acting silly, because they're in the tween years and starting to have "those" feelings. -A restored, fire engine red, 53? Chevy pickup. -Half a dozen women/clients from the health spa/retreat down the beach sneaking into our yard. My foolish male ego thought they were taken with my driftwood arbour, but no, these urban refugees were intrigued with the WalMart candle holders in our garden. -A guy wearing a wetsuit, carrying a windsailing board, heading to the beach. Wondering to self if Susan .ak.a. Bob the Corgi has crossed that line from obsession to compulsion on the whole germ thing. Seen on the web.... -Here's one for the little guy. -A fascinating discovery and yet it seems so obvious somehow. Last but not least....anyone with a Wander-Lust javascript link on their page, might want to remove it. Their site seems to be down and it made my page positively slothlike to load.  Update...it seems to be fixed now...or maybe it was my limited javascript skills??...nahhhhhhhhhhh Saturday, April 26, 2003 03:24 p.m. This weeks submission to Photo Friday  Shadows The final word on the Dixie Chicks non-controversy.    via msn.com Friday, April 25, 2003 04:33 p.m. Job Posting in the Nashville News: Wanted, by an all girl country western singing trio. One marketer/publicist/promoter, with experience in the redneck, good ol boy demographic. Ok, ok...before you jump all over me, I actually like the Dixie Chicks, and have a couple of their albums, which I paid for by the way. I enjoy their let er rip attitude. I also believe they have the right to voice their opinions the same as you and me, however, with using your top of the world notoriety comes risk....you may alienate the very audience that brought you this fame, and there's your trouble. When one of your hit songs/videos is about whacking a wife beater from the trailer park, named Earl, I'm not sure criticising a president from the wide open spaces is a good career move. Now a little gratuitous nudity can smooth over most rifts, especially with those of us that drive pickup trucks, but aroused hopes soon sagged with the realisation this was another political statement. I mean come on girls, an inadvertant remark blurted out in the peaceful atmosphere of a European concert is forgivable, but to use your bodies as a message board is just downright...downright...(light bulb moment).......dammm these girls are smart!! So let me go and say, give it up for the chicks....it'll be a long time gone before they lose me as a fan. So...what do you think....am I the only one who's ever felt this way?    (click the image for the full story via smh.com) Thursday, April 24, 2003 10:47 p.m. This week's submission to Theme Thursday Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as a face in a crowd of people that lights up just for you?   from the Anniversary Song by the Cowboy Junkies Thursday, April 24, 2003 01:48 a.m. Rockinronnie's pick for blog of the week  Flowerhead ........her smile alone is worth the visit. some men go crazy.. some men go slow.. some men go just where they want.. some men never go         from Shame on the Moon, sung by Bob Seger Wednesday, April 23, 2003 03:14 p.m. Deal me in... Baghdad Bob keeps spamming me with offers of playing cards, complete with pictures of Iraq's military elite. I'm wondering if there's one of me, Chemical Ronnie. You see, even though it was Earth Day today, I lost it and broke out the weapons of mass destruction. Gorilla warfare waged in my rural jungle, luckily there weren't any embedded reporters to document the carnage. My ruthless enemy, that garden terrorist feared throughout the west, wild morning glory. Hand to plant combat is no match for this underground fighter...for no sooner is it uprooted from it's homeland, than four others sprout to take up the cause. Roundup(has a wild west, John Wayne kind of ring to it), used carefully in expert hands of course, is the only way to liberate my innocent plants from this tyrannical weed. To try and deflect any criticism aimed my way, this conflict is being waged by a coalition (my wife supplied the chemicals), and Roundup is a systemic(it only kills the weed it's sprayed on)....no collateral damage, it's a smart chemical....but on Earth Day? I mean I do try and leave a small footprint on this island we call earth...I actually live on an island so I do grasp the concept, but those commercials are making me feel guilty. Oh well, tomorrow I'm going to split firewood, that'll make me feel better, a good workout...what's that, the trees?..no problem, they grow like weeds here in B.C. Tuesday, April 22, 2003 09:31 p.m.