Wednesday, February 21, 2018


There was a recent online pole on one of our news outlets here in Canada that stated 80% of people wish to be anonymous if they win the lotto instead of the mass publicity they put you threw.

5% said they where fin with the publicity

10% had no clue

And 5% said they don't play the lotto.

This tells me 2 things - 1 people don't want to be splashed all over the media if they win money (lets face it, it's a risk to their family safety) and 2 95% of people who read the news on this outlet play the lotto.

I have always said it's a big risk to have people splashed all over TV and the internet when they win. So someone grabs you kid or your mom or your sister and wants money. We all know most of the time this does not end well even if you do pay. So why the hell would any sane person want this? You put up with the risk though because it changes your life and your families life for the better forever.

I'm with a lot of people on this and think you should not have to go threw that to get the payout. Lets face it the people who play the lotto don't play because they say someones face in the news but because they want a chance to win.

I spend $20 a month (well less now) on the lotto. I don't go over the top with it. I also don't have this delusion that if I play 10X more tickets I have a better chance to win. Do the math and you will see you need to spend a couple of K to get a noticeable jump in odds.

Any way - I have literally forgotten what the hell my point was and digressed so I'll just end it here...


I had an encounter with our little news paper near the end of it's life. They wanted to interview me after seeing something I posted on Twitter about there not being any heat in the building and us literally being painfully cold as it had turned brutally cold that night and the heat was left off.

See the guy came over asked me about it and I gave all the details of it. There was more than just me talking about it on Twitter as well, so you can see it's not just me saying "I'm cold". Yet they decided to not run the story.

The thing is they spent at least my lifetime not rocking the boat here in town. There where to say the least as far back as I remember not a relevant publication when it came to news.

There was in the past also a forum for city folks to post on, on the internet. It was well used and well viewed in it's day. Many rather use it to find out what is happening that read the paper.

There was a time a bunch of us where talking about a rather large raid the cops had done. In that time for some reason the paper had this thing where they would not admit the city had issues with drugs you see - so no mention of it even though many people saw it happening.

Another time there was the issue of a photo I took and posted on the forum, it was of a sign on the south side of the city. Well the reported lifted it and published it with his story. This as well lost them a great deal of the little bit of respect they had in the community.

The point here is not to bitch that they did not publish a story or they took a photo that was not theirs. The thing here is, if you want to be relevant you need to keep up with all of the news and not just pick the ones that are fluffy and fun to publish. You need to show the discontent of people and the mood of the crowd now and then and yes that there is a problem with some things here.

Lets face it the day of print is at it's end. The news paper is a thing of the past. There could have been a move to a web based service with very few people working there - but that was out of the question I guess. For one thing you would need to be more popular in the community and talk about things that don't always show a positive light on said community. But the point is mute.


This is the new stuffy "Fluffykins" on my lap. She is a big kitty who is a bit aloof. You can see her size compared to me. I'm 5'11.5" and 356 lbs. So yeah, she is a bit toy.

I am just thinking how outright manly it is to collect stuffed toys and to well, play with them now and then. So manly and so adult - befitting my 51 years of age.


This is my brother and my Mom. Mom is dead and I literally don't know what has happened to my brother. He was in a care home and they moved him and I have no idea where and he has no phone of his own. Thus I have not talked to him in around 2 years now.

I keep wondering "is he alive" or "is he doing OK"? I have no contact with his son as well and I'm rather sure he had not talked to his son in a while the last time we spoke on the phone. There is a lot of issues I won't go into. Lets just say, it's a complicated situation.

The will never be letting him out, I know this much. He needs the help they give him and can't be relied upon to take care of himself. So it's for the best. I just keep wondering though.

There was an issue where he got Mom to sign a loan for him and incurred a great deal of debt then took off leaving Mom holding the bag. She lost it all and I swore I would kick his ass if I ever saw him again.

Well the years went past and Mom forgave him and so did I. We ended up all together for a short time when this photo was taken. He never visited again after that as he never had the money.

Mom got sick with Cancer and passed on. He was heart broken that he could not have come to see her while she was in the hospital or the car home. But I made sure she knew he was thinking about her.

I guess it's one of those cases where people have to lost it all to realize what they had and when it's gone you want it all to do over again.

Mom was a terrible cook and vastly overcooked everything. Her roast beef literally had a crust on it it was so bad. But right now I would give everything I have for one more family dinner.

Dad passed on 20 years before Mom did. I was there for both of them in their final moment and I am glad I was. When Dad passed it was a shock but for Mom it was a relief that she finally stopped fading away and suffering.

When Mom was at her end she was in a coma and I took 2 days off from visiting her. It was on Day 3 she died. The called me and I rushed in and was there for her. I know this is silly, but I feel a slight regret for not being there those 2 days even though she would not have even know I was there. Hell she did not know I was there a week before that and I know this. Still for some reason I want those 2 days.

As for my brothers son, I think I saw he 5 or 6 times here in Moose Jaw and 1 time out in Chilliwack. I know he at one time worked in a bar but that is really all I know about him in his adult life.

I thought once of sending him a friend request on Facebook but thought it would be strange for him. After all we where sadly lacking in his life so why would he even want to connect now? There is also the fact of "I have no idea what I would like to say to him".

The rest of my family that is alive does not talk to me, not even the ones in the city with me. I am that gay, disabled outsider to them I guess. I've spent most of my life being distant from these judgmental people, so there would be nothing in common now I am sure.

The thing that holds me up though is my good friends. There are more a family to me than anyone I am related to and always will be. We keep each other happy and feeling loved. There are there for me and I for them - like a REAL FAMILY. So who needs people who would not say hello in a store?

Still I do miss big holiday get togethers of my youth. It's not the same being invited to a big dinner with someone else's family. It just is not the same. So I dine alone and chat with good friends in texts and over the phone instead.

I guess in the end what I'm saying is when family is gone, we have the ability now to make new family on social media and with real world friends. But we do have to chose to do this. Hugs to you and have a good day.