Our dirt bikes bring all the boys to the yard. Damn right, they're better than yours.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Hopefully, there are some photos under this


Alright, I figure we've delayed posting photos from our Europe trip for long enough, so I'm going to try and figure out how the hell to make this work. Stay tuned—hopefully, I'll get some up today.

In other news, I've had several requests to come visit everyone in Toronto while I'm in Québec City. This possibility got me all excited and things until I did a little research and found out that it's a nine-hour trip from Québec to Toronto by train. And according to Air Canada Québec City doesn't even exist, as their website wouldn't let me select it as an option, despite the fact that it was on their list of departure cities. Confusing.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Go Kris Meen!

Hey all. I've added this to the links on the side, but if you haven't already checked out former Gatewayer and current fry cook Kris Meen's blog about his awesome summer job taking care of his parents' A&W in Stettler, you can find it here on the Dose site:

Kris on the Prairies

We feel for you, Kris. Try not to get any grease spatters on your MA.

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Sunday, June 19, 2005

Edmonton's finest!

As Mike pointed out in a comment a couple of posts ago, it seems that finally, despite the Edmonton Police Service's attempts to make sure absolutely no headway was made regarding the problem of dead women being found in the outskirts of Sherwood Park with chilling regularity, the RCMP stepped in last week and announced that a serial killer is preying on the sex workers of Edmonton.

The news was met with a resounding "well, no fucking shit" from the public at large here in Edmonton, seeing as the bodies of 12 hookers have been found dumped and occasionally burned in the pretty much the exact same area of town over the last 17 years--and, well, no fucking shit, indeed. It's amazing that the EPS was so unwilling to come to this conclusion and actually start treating the murders as being perpetrated by a repeat offender--or hell, it's amazing that they were able to get away for so long with not caring so openly about the murders at all. Were there ever any measures taken to try and protect the people being preyed upon? Did the EPS set up any surveillance in Edmonton's easily identifiable sex trade districts, looking for any unusual activity? If they did, they sure as fuck didn't tell anyone about it, and it sure as fuck hasn't had any affect.

But I suppose the EPS is pretty busy with other things these days--like intimidating crash witnesses, for example. Or launching yet another internal inquiry into why they seem to be so completely retarded.

On other notes, everyone wish a happy 30th birthday to Mr. Dave Alexander! Seriously. Right now. Do it or I'll kill him. Then you'll be sorry.

And to Mikey: rest assured that come October this space will be practically drowning in my complaints about the Oilers and their tragic inability to put together a cohesive team. And indeed some comics will be in order, so we should figure out how to do that. But until then, here's yet another instance of our blog's title out there on the interthing, this one in a riveting conversation as to whether jbrules's sister's cat is too fat.

And pictures coming soon, we promise.