Camping, chaos, and the park nazi

So i took a full week off work (well ok, Saturday to Thursday) which is like a month to anyone else because i NEVER take serious time off, and well, IT WAS AWESOME. Seriously had a great time, with great people, and really did enjoy my time off... Did i relax? Well, i did have about a 1/2 hour in a hammock of sheer blissful silence, but aside from that it was more of a do everything everday kinda vacation... FUN STUFF.. We did some target shooting with a pellet rifle (don't  get me started about my real guns), and did lots of dirt biking... Hey i can't help it if im a pro bike jumper these days! I did some singles, doubles and a few very precarious triples along with some great hill climbs and a real wicked wall ride (Wik. it up bitches).  Did some crazy kite flying and some swimming, as well as some cool hikes and one great trail run ; too short, but tons of fun, i think i might do way more of it - great cardio cause its way harder to pace yourself on trails. I will have some photos to follow once i actually get some down time to download the camera - still doing laundry and unpacking from the week. Hell even the dog had a great time, exhausted and tired every night. AND i discovered i can really cook it up camp style. I really have to work on portions though, seems i contantly have the need to cook it all so it doesn't spoil or whatever. Seriously 4 people and i cooked 9 chicken breasts, 1lbs of ground prime rib and made burritos... Eat much? Lord knows i fear the scale this week... Time to start running hard again and the gym is seriously calling my name after a full week off... 
So this is the part you're all waiting for... Park Nazi. Well, this old guy, clearly on the retired to early and needs the income but doesn't want to work a real job guy, takes the job as park supervisor. Him and his cue-tip haired wife. Well, lets just say that if they were school hall monitors, you'd have a better chance breaking out of prison than walking their halls. My dog, tired, hot, sleeping on his side, and off leash... 5 minutes he's there telling me to get my dog on a leash. Oh and lets not forget the long weekends over, every fucking person leaves except us, and he's like, hey you cant park at the boat launch... Seriously enough room to turn a semi around in, with my truck in the way, not a soul in site, and he's on us like white on rice. Don't even get me started on the whole, "don't let me see your dirt bikes" comment. Apparently having any ATV style vehicle is strictly prohibited on provincial camp sites, even if not 200 yards away is some  great riding trails NOT in provincial park space. He was going to call the police because an 8 year and 11 year old rode on the actual pavement the 200 meters to the trails rather than have me load, drive and unload them... "Did you know it was against the law to ride a non licenced vehicle on the roadways"? Yes sir i did, but did you know they don't give bonus's or medals for being the biggest hard ass in all BC parks award? Seriously i get the need for rules, but i can assure you my two boys on their 4 stroke trail bikes were not speeding, doing wheelies, burn outs or drifting around the corners... They were saving a very tired dad from having to load  dirt bikes to drive 200 meters and unload. And god damn, why is it that 6 people rent two spots and he is all like you cant have 3 vehicles stay here over night - move them or i have to bill you...Do park supervisors make commission? Kite flying was frowned upon, and swimming to cool down after packing to leave, earned us a move your vehicles cause its passed 11 or i will have to bill you comment. I swear if my kids weren't around it would have been a donut extravaganza with my dirt bike all over the fucking park just to give him something to rake for the next 2 weeks. Maybe then the other campers could actually relax and not worry about being put into labor camps for not cleaning up there picknic tables better. Someone seriously needs to tell that dude the the BC parks golf shirt they gave him has the emblem embroidered on the chest, its not a badge, and chill the fuck out!
Anyway, no big issues and still tons of fun , even if the Natzi was always lurking around...one week of work to go then one more week off...Maybe the second week will be more fun, more relaxing, less nazi camping.

The sun will shine...

So where or where to begin... well, this past week or so has been a lesson in karma. I've said it many times, but i finally get to see it. The sun will shine on a dogs ass once and awhile. Thats right, eventually when you endure, you might find yourself wagging your tail and bam! Sun beams baby. So there it is, happy days, where and when you least expect it. Great right? Well, like all great things, with the good comes the bad. Seems if I claim one of my children as a dependent, and my ex wife claims both, they see need to audit me not her. Go figure. Thats right, im happy as all can be this last little bit, and wammo - GOC just decides its time to check out my pesonal taxes a little closer than usual. Am i worried? No - ive been a good boy, haven't tried to slide anything past our government, and have made fuck all, so really theres not much they can take. But seriously, fuck you Canada - i've served you, i've killed for you, hell i've bled for you, and how do you say thanks? By scrutinizing my taxes. Fuck me, why don't you do something more productive with your time like auditing your own government officials, or people that actually are screwing you like 3/5ths of your entire employee base! Ok, sorry, that was out of line, not all government employees screw the government and take advantage of the flag. Just when i hear stories from friends of mine that go on compo for 11 weeks for cracking his elbow, cause he fell asleep at work in his chair and fell kills me. No im not telling who. Anyway that was quite the ramble for an entry to my blog. Im going to recap then get to the bitching... I am happy! I am getting audited, i am bitter and im not really a fan of government workers these days... Which brings me to my bitch. Why o why can the local government hire private companies to do road work on a freeway, and they work from like 11pm to 5am, and can pave 20km a night without disturbing any traffic, but when the city does its own work, they have to do it during the day, in the middle of every rush hour, morning or afternoon, disrupting every fucking person who actually needs to get to work. Seriously, WTF is the thought pattern to putting a work crew out to do whatever - sewer repairs, road upgrades, infastructure improvements, or whatever, in the middle of the fucking day on the busiest street in town? Seriously, is the workers rights that violated that you can't make them take a grave yard shift now and again? I mean in this current economy, who'd bitch to get $25+ per hour plus pension and benifits, if it meant you had to work at night. Besides its fucking 34 degrees outside, wouldn't you rather be working in the cool of the night, rather than frying in the day? I shit you not, it took 40 minutes to get from one end of my town to the other including trying alternate routes, and every fucking major roadway was under construction. AND ever flag bag in the industry is terrified you're gonna kill em cause one of their kind died earlier this year... Ok i know, but come on... If one cop died in the line of duty, does that excuse every other cop on the force to be a super prick for the next 6 months? So between road work and flag bags really trying to enforce the "slow"sign; 40 minutes. Let  me put this in perspective... From one end of our major road, to the other is less than 10km... The beginning of this month i RAN 10k in 50 minutes... WTF?
Oh and while im still on track here... SHUT THE FUCK UP about how hot it is. PLEASE. You cannot whine and bitch for months on end on how its cold, rainy, wet, and there is no spring, then get great weather and bitch... Thats crap, and you know it. DEAL WITH IT.

Thanks,

WTF people?

So like sands through the hour glass, blah blah blah, like im supposed to know how it goes... Days of my lives. Seems a suiting start to this blog today. My life, well has been full of some good ups and down downs the past little while that to tell you about it would be, well, just too much to type. Lets just say its amazing the impact the opposite sex has on my life, and more amazing is the lack of impact physical exertion has been on me. Im running more than ever these days - as far as distance and pace go, and the gym is finally producing some gains in the messurement department! Added a few inches to where i wanted, and took a 1/4 inch off of where i wanted. I know 1/4 but hey, ill take what i can get. Took the hooligans to an outdoor rope, cable zip line, tree climbing adventure park thing called Wild Play yesterday, and to be honest, i think i had more fun than they did. BUT it was very hard on the body - i sweat like crazy, climbed till my hands were exhausted and scared myself just a tad the last little bit. Lets just say swinging into a cargo net from 100 ft in the air, at a very quick pace is a bit crazy. Fun times!
Right, now to the part you all have come to expect... WTF is wrong with people? Serious question here... Why do people do what they do? The human being has naturally ingrained in them the need to attract a mate and breed. Its what every species on the planet does, right? So how in the fuck can people go out in the summer, dressed like they do? I'd include pictures but to be honest, didn't have the intestinal fortitude to actually take pictures of the fine human specimens i had to look upon this morning in Wal-Mart. Don't even get me started about Walley world, but i needed some dog food and had to be somewhere at 9 and they were the only option i had so... I bought the smallest bag of the best shit they offer. Enough said. BUT... I thought people for the most part were vayne. How ever do you leave the house with the shortest of shorts on, and the tightest fitting shirt on, and not look in the mirror and go wow - is that really my ass hanging out of these shorts? Is that really my stomach over hanging my near stretched to the max near invisable shorts? Or hey, i know its summer, so why don't i wear as little as possible and go in public? It only attracts a mate, if your mate is as nasty as you. Even then, near blindness and lack of smell are skills required to keep that person even remotely near you at any time. MY GOD people its called de-oderant! I don't care if i can see you sweat, just don't smell like you wash with a trout! When someone asks you if you'd like a piece of gum, always say yes, it might be an indication that your breath is questionable. When someone randomly has the urge to hose you down and cover you in a bucket of baby powder, maybe its time to do something about it. Seriously now, if you go like, "hey what is that smell" and your car windows are rolled up... Its probably you. Now that i reflect on what i've written i've come to the conclusion that most likely the people im describing don't have a pc and will never see  this, and most likely their car lacks windows that operate, so clearly today was to bitch for the sake of bitching. Sorry... To all the others out there that do your best, thank-you, its appreciated. And hey, everyone has a bad day, and why not go to Walmart on the bad day, seems everyone else does...

Running, with nothing to rant about!?

Alrighty then.... Yes it was a great run for the cure - Vancouver's Underwear Affair. Had a great time, even if i nearly died of heat exhaustion, dehydration and embarassment. That said, it was way easier to walk around in my underwear, when 900 other people are doing it too. Posted a good time of 50:27 for the 10k, and im sure next year i'll do better, because i will know how far from the finish i am, and can give it that much harder. I probably will also not stop for a beer on KM 8. I did, i know, and i don't think it will happen again.

So as i've been told, it was all great times, nothing to bitch about, so, i hate to say but WRONG. Quite a bit to bitch about really... First off, we have to get there, we have to run in our underwear, would it not make sense to actually have change rooms? Seriously im 215lbs, not the biggest guy, but shoulders are wide enough that its near impossible to actually get changed in a porta-potty. BS absolute BS, very poorly thought out. Seriously, who is going to go and get gas, a drink, or commute an hour plus in their underwear. WE NEED A PLACE TO CHANGE! Secondly, telling us there is a secure spot for our belongings makes us feel that much better. Until we get there and their idea of a secure spot is a 10x10 tent with no walls and coat hangers... and lets not forget the sign that says, "we're not responsible for lost or stolen belonging". Really fucking secure, i feel way better leaving my wallet, phone, helmet and clothes behind. Oh did i mention they actually lost my helmet and phone, and i had to track them down and look in a lost and found?! VERY SECURE. Thank christ i gave my wallet to a friend. Thirdly, if you're going to run 10K you might wanna know how far you've traveled without having to spend money on fancy counters, or whatever - mark the fucking course better. K? Don't get me wrong, they did a stellar job all and all, but as i've stated early on, that doesn't excuse me from bitching about it :). Finally, when you finish your race, good job all of you by the way, do us a favor and post the results on one of the mega big screens throughout the event. Having hundreds of sweaty people crowd around a table with the smallest print possible to get results suck. Add to that a group of people that needed to hang out for 10 minutes and text their results while being over the table because their combined IQ couldn't remember the numbers for the 10 seconds required to send the text. (So close to throwing them outa my way). Seriously stood patiently, well ok not so patiently, waiting till they actually finished taking photo's with their phones, forwarding their pics, then texting their results, that required multiple looks at the list, all the while bent over the table and fucking the rest of us out of the results for much longer then required.
Thats it, bitching is done. Had a great time, wicked actually, and will DEFINATELY do it again next year. So just so you all know, i WILL be digging for donations again next summer. Sorry. Great cause, great people, except for the group around the results, and can't wait till next year...

July 8th? Really???

Wow, really July 8th? Did i really post nothing in the last  20 days? So much for daily huh... Well anyway, here i am, alive and well, or at least alive. We will leave the "well" for the professionals to decide. I usually get into a rant of some sort and tell you about how things piss me off, but i really don't feel like ranting today. It was guilt of no post that made me write today, that and i realized i was pissed about all the people going on about how hot it is. Ok, maybe a small rant...
YOU CANNOT bitch and moan all year about our shitty weather, than complain when we get the sun and heat! Ok, fine, complain away, just do me the favor of shutting the fuck up when you're around me ok? Seriously can't take the bitching and moaning about how we actually got what we wanted. k, done ranting. So um, ya thats it... Life is really busy this past few weeks, business is soft, stress is high, and im working on coping. I run a 10K charity run on Saturday sometime, i guess i should look into that, and am a tad nervous. I was running daily since October, but the last month or so i've backed off a bit, and the last 2 weeks ive been under the weather and have only ran like 3 times, soooo ya kinda scared im gonna tank it. Hopefully this sickness will pass in time for the race, but if not i know i will finish, just maybe off my desired time. Thats it, short and sweet. I will try and get more out more often as soon as i clear my chaos up a bit.

Later