The World Series Starts Tonight! Which Jinx Ends?!?

So the World Series begins tonight in Chicago as the Chicago Cubs who last won the World Series in 1908, face the team from Cleveland (team name omitted on purpose) who last won the Fall Classic in 1948.

Contrary to the belief of my children, neither myself nor my pet dinosaur were alive when the Cubs were last named World Champions.

As a diehard Toronto Blue Jays fan, I could vote for Cleveland because they eliminated Toronto, or I could vote for the Cubbies and their poor, suffering fans.  The Cleveland Cavaliers of the National Basketball Association also eliminated the Toronto Raptors from the NBA playoffs so I have reason to hate Cleveland, but then again the poor City finally got one World Champion so another in the same year would be wonderful for them, right?!?

Of note in this series, is which team will have the jinx removed from their franchise.  The Cubs were jinxed because of some goat, while the Cleveland team was really jinxed by a Native American group who disapproved of their use of team name, logo and mascot.

The Cubs curse is known as “The Curse of the Billy Goat” and was put in the team in 1945 by the owner of the Billy Goat Tavern. Apparently he used to bring his goat to the games at Wrigley Field in Chicago and the odor (not Roughned) of his pet goat, Murphy, was bothering other fans so he was asked to leave the park during game 4 of the 1945 World Series.

While leaving, the Tavern owner declared “Them Cubs, they ain’t gonna win no more”, and they didn’t, losing the 1945 World Series to the Detroit Tigers and then never making it back until this season – 46 years after the death of the Tavern’s owner.

Now, the Cleveland curse is quite different.

Some may say the curse on the Cleveland came from trading star players after star player, however, the curse on the team stems from the teams name, “Indians”, which originated from a request by then club owner Charles Somers to baseball writers to choose a new name to replace the current team name, the “Cleveland Naps” following the departure of Nap Lajoie after the 1914 season.

“Indians” was chosen because writers used to call the Cleveland Spiders baseball club, the “Indians” in reference to a Native American player named Louis Sockalexis.

The team is also referred to as the “Tribe” and their “mascot” Chief Wahoo (who is actually a Brave because Chief’s have a many feathers).

The team itself, began playing organized ball in 1894 in Michigan, as the Grand Rapids Rustlers. The team moved to Cleveland in 1900, changing their name to the Lake Shores.

It has been said that until Cleveland change their team name and use of Chief Wahoo, the team will be forever jinxed.

Either way, one of these jinx’s will end at the conclusion of the World Series.

My 11-year-old son was wondering what it was like watching baseball back in 1908.  There was no TV, no way to broadcast the games, certainly no way for someone in another country to learn of the game or the results from so far away.

He was thinking about what it would have been like to have been a young boy in Poland, where his now 100-year-old grandfather grew up and eventually had to flee for his life from the Nazis before making his way to North America, then to Canada.

Baseball, eh?

Hard to think about baseball when Nazi’s chase you from your home, kill everyone in your family, then give your home and your belongings to others.

Life goes on.

A curse will end.

Interesting perspective from an 11-year-old.





Thoughts for a hot, slow Wednesday…

As we near the end of July, and the weather in Toronto remains really hot, dry and humid, I begin to find new and creative ways to get through the massive pile of work from my business, while also finding time to take care of things around the home and try to blog every once in a while…

Today was not one of those creative days.

I was stopped at a red light – thoughts racing through my head – which prompted me to take out a pen and paper and write some notes down, with the intention of turning those thoughts into a blog post…

Fast forward 3 hours, and those scribbles are just scribbles.

But I’m going to try to turn them into actual content momentarily, so bear with me, and please feel free to share your thoughts, or point out other Canadian blogs worthy of attention.

Here goes!

On the weekend we took in the BIG on Bloor festival which ran from Lansdowne Ave to Dufferin Ave., and it was great!  Loved the foods, the arts and crafts and the weather helped us enjoy the day (it was only 30 degrees Celsius that day).

We got down there on the TTC a touch early, so we found some Pokémon creatures, and grabbed a bite to eat at a wonderful Vegan restaurant called D-Beatstro.  Would love a place like this in our neighbourhood (once the Subway / LRT construction is finished in 6 years, of course).  The food was awesome, inexpensive, and there was a seating area in the back with games for the kids.

My only concern was what would I use to whiten my coffee without having any cream in the house?!?  I passed on the coffee and had water instead!

Then we walked, enjoyed, kept walking and walking and walking until we got to Bathurst St., where we made a mental note to come back to Honest Ed’s with the kids and headed home.

Big on Bloor was our compromise on a fun day out with 2/3rds of the family as we were going to take a day trip to lovely Aberfoyle, Ontario to visit the antique market.  That was put off for another day!


Other random thoughts:

I heard More than Words by Extreme on the 90’s on 9 station on Sirius XM radio which was proceeded by Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover by Sophie B. Hawkins.  Two great 90’s songs which reminded my of anything sung by Melissa Etheridge (Bring Me Some Water), or Be Your Shelter by Taylor Dayne, or anything from Jewel in the 90’s.

This got me thinking that there was a time – I swear there was – when Gary Sharone from Extreme was the lead singer for Van Halen!  I know a few years ago, I went onto You Tube looking for proof and there was zero proof.  I spoke to a friend in media who swore this never happened…

Anyways… Here is the uber popular (or not) Fire in the Hole from Van Halen with Gary Cherone from the uber popular (or not) Lethal Weapon 4.

Was there even a Lethal Weapon 4???  Crap.  Maybe it really didn’t happen after all…

What’s worse, is that here is “I Can’t Drive 55” singer Sammy Hager singing “When It’s Love” by Van Halen, with Gary Cherone…  It’s NSFW and it’s giving me a headache!


Speaking of Sirius XM, I used to LOVE channel 37, Octane, but now… Not so much!  They’ve started playing music which has a lot of screaming – something I would expect from the heavy metal station on channel 40, but something which I detest.  I think the program directors need to listen to 97.7 Hitz FM out of St. Catherines, Ontario and figure out how to mix new music, popular music and the classics… They do it best.

Another reason I love my Sirius XM Radio is because of the Jason Ellis show on channel 41, Faction.  He’s great, and over the past few months he has been getting better and better.  It has, however, always puzzled me as to what happened to Raw Dog, so today I finally Googled it and learned that he quit the show in 2013.  Oops.

I’ll end this blog post with a great video from Van Halen (with Sammy Hagar), Right Now.

The Urban Daddy in the News! Globe and Mail.

I had been meaning to share this link for a while now, but it is an article written by Dave McGinn of the Globe and Mail for father’s day.  globe and mail.png

It was a fun article to prepare for based on the questions asked of me, and getting answers from my family was even more fun.

I can say, however, that being in an article with the who’s who of the Canadian Daddy blogging scene is always an absolute honour; Buzz Bishop, Casey Palmer, Chris Read.

While I may be the longest-running Canadian Dad blogger, I am certainly far from the best, which is why I strongly recommend that each and every one of you read this article, then go check out these Daddy bloggers.  You will NOT be disappointed!!

Link to the original article can be found here; and below.



Yes, We’ve Gotten Aboard The Pokémon Go Train Too…

When I first heard about this new game called “Pokémon Go”, it was in a context of a new natural selection of sorts where people who apparently never leave their houses or who are up all night and sleep all day are now venturing out into the big scary world – devices in front of their faces and are;

  • exercising
  • walking off of cliffs
  • walking into traffic
  • complaining about aches and pains from the exercise
  • venturing into restricted areas
  • catching Pokemon!

When the hype failed to die down, I sought out more information and I found out was that it was not available in Canada… yet, but I was already intrigued as to what kind of game could be THAT engaging to cause people to harm themselves in order to play.

Well, the game was made available for download here in Canada a few days ago, and now, we’ve caught quite a few of those little Pokemen (if that’s what one is called).

The first Pokemon was actually in our bed (insert comment here), but I’ve come to learn that once you install the app, the first Pokémon appears near where you are when you start the game. That makes me feel better knowing that over-exercised, under-rested kids won’t be trying to get into our bedroom to catch that little (I mean, big) Pokemon that was bouncing on our bed.

So now we have tried the game a couple of times, and it’s fun, I guess.  Nothing all that addictive, to be honest, although my youngest kids (the oldest is still away at camp) seem to enjoy it more that I do and I’m not sure if they like it more or less than my wife does…

But any excuse to get out of the house after dinner for a nice walk, to meet and speak to neighbours and friends under the guise of catching Pokémon is A-Okay for me!

Apparently, it’s not okay to capture Pokémon on military bases, in restricted areas and at any offices of PETA.

What I did not know about this thing named Pokémon is that in the original Pokémon narrative, a 10-year-old boy decides he wants to become a master of these creatures called Pokémon and to do that he must catch all of them.  To do that, a scientist has given him a “Pikachu” which is a temperamental electric rat.

This boy repeatedly orders Pikachu to fight wild Pokémon, weakening them until they can be captured. Once caught, the captured Pokémon are then re-trained to fight other Pokémon until there are no more wild Pokémon left.

PETA now has a campaign to free captured Pokémon (#GottaFreeEmAll), and they have banned fighting and catching Pokémon at their LA office (although I saw a wink in the notice which might mean they do not actually believe Pokémon Go is the same as cockfighting or dogfighting).

While some people have compared the catching of Pokémon to taking animals out of the wild and putting them in zoos, circuses, and other places that exploit and abuse them, I remind them that Bugs Bunny was REALLY violent and people don’t hate bunny’s as a result!

I have a feeling that somebody will draw a comparison to catching Pokémon with those kids who play violent videogames, get desensitized to the violence then act of in real life.  For those people the lines between reality and fantasy have been blurred and if it’s not the drugs at fault, it’s the parents who need to cut the cord on the remote and snap these kids back into reality…

But I digress.

Pokémon has been around for over 20-years, and I can’t say that there has been any indication that Pokémon players have evolved into sadistic animal torturers, or worse, zoo keepers, but if people who play Pokémon really are the lowest of the low on the human food chain, then let them play and this newest version of natural selection will weed on the bottom feeders and our medical system can fix the rest of them!

Let the people play!


Stuff That Pisses Me Off… Or Just Annoys Me!

Every now and then I get on a role – get stuff done that has been kicking around forever and while embracing my super-efficient pace, there is always something that slows me down and pisses me off.  Usually it has little to do with the work I’m doing.

For example;

This past weekend, the Victoria Day long weekend here in Ontario, saw my vacuum and wash the inside of my car for probably the first time… ever!  This is absolutely disgusting considering my kids eat in the car and I found chewed gum, globs of old ice cream and enough packaging to cause global warming.

I also bought flowers and some veggies for The Urban Daddy’s gardens (I LOVE gardening!) and I emptied underneath the front stairs outside the house – we have no garage but a ton of space under the front stairs which runs half the width of the house – dusted it, tossed some garbage, then moved some crap.  It’s clean, bikes are at the front and ready to go, and the patio furniture and cushions are in place.

I had a ton of help from my oldest son, Linus!  He was awesome when cleaning the back yard, setting up the deck, cleaning the furniture, scrubbing the cedar deck and hosing down the junk.  He helped move the extra BBQ out and helped me clean under the deck.  He also helped clean the basement… A super-helper indeed.

So what’s pissing me off?

1)  Raccoons!

These vile creatures are living on my neighbours Electro Magnetic Field (EMF) mesh which covers the side of his house facing us. Between our houses is our only access to the backyard from outside the house and their poison poop rolls off the mesh onto the ground, or worse, it gets stuck in the mesh and then stinks to high heaven as the temperatures heat up.

As a result, they walk through my backyard, scare my kids and is the reason I cannot leave my cushions on my deck.

What’s with the mesh, you might ask?

Well, soon after we moved in, they decided our WiFi was making them sick, so they took some readings, and where everyone says you should get “reliable readings to ascertain the dangers. If you don’t, it’s all guesswork. You can’t hope to deal with your EMF exposures on the basis of guesswork. EMF exposures are changing constantly”, they went with emotion and threw up the mesh from front to back of their house to keep our WiFi out.

Not surprisingly, since that occurred, about 5-years ago, the house on the other side of them was torn down and re-built and yes, we can pick up that WiFi signal in our house which means that either it’s coming around their house, or into their house, hitting the mesh and then staying in their house… It’s like they’re protect us too, kind of…

While the mesh makes it look like their house is stuck mid-construction, they could have used the Radio Frequency (RF) radiation reading (generally high where emitted by cell towers – no cell towers in sight, by the way) and instead of trying to cover ¼ of their house in mesh, they could have shielded their windows using a special window film, and their bedroom using a high frequency EMF shielding paint.

But we get mesh…

Could have been worse, I guess from the visual side as they could have gone cheap and used aluminum foil. The raccoons would have slid right off – or maybe their poop would have all just slid off.

They also removed their smart meter, but they did give us low frequency phones which was a very kind thing to do… I guess.

2) BMW drivers!

Sorry.  Every time I see really horrible driving, or when a car is tailing me too close (for going 90km/h in a 80km/h zone) it’s a beemer!  I’ve written many posts about BMW drivers and my thoughts about why it’s specific to the car – so go read those – but just because you worked hard to buy or rent a BMW doesn’t make you any more special than anyone else.  Stop driving like a prick!

3)  I might have heard that a mother was charged with child abuse for letting her 11-year-old child drive a golf cart.

I also might have heard a case where child protective services were summoned when a mother left her child to play in their fenced off backyard… gasp… alone.

I think people need to step back, take a deep breath and use services like these when there are real signs of neglect like bruises, or malnourishment.  I walked to school by myself when I was 7.  I had to cross a road.  Sometimes I ran to school.  Sometimes I rode my bike.  Sometimes I went to pick up a friend on the way.

The world has changed, yes it has, but it’s still the same communities, same cautious people and same neighbours who we used to get to know and would keep an eye out for one another.

Let my people go!

Let the kids play.

Stop helicoptering over my kids!!!

4)  Leggings!

Hate, hate, hate them, but only when they’re NOT worn with a shirt which covers your ass.

I’m sorry, this is not just a girl / woman thing, because there are boys / men who think they can walk around with their pants below their ass and that it’s “cool” to do so… It’s not.  In both cases, have some pride and humility people…  If you want to be taken seriously, dress accordingly.  If you’ve just been to the gym, good for you, but buy a longer shirt.  If that’s the way you dress…

5) “Like”

I thought we were past the phase where people, like, use the word “like, when they, like, have something to, like, get off their chests…

Apparently not.

In Starbucks this morning, a recent grad is being interviewed for a job, a like real job, as she proclaimed to the interviewer, which she didn’t think she would, like, find so soon after graduation.

The interviewer commented that this applicants resume and cover letter were impressive but even I could tell that she was so very unimpressed with the causal use of the word “like” and the interview ended soon after the grad said, “Well, I’m, like, not looking for a, like, real job so soon after graduating.  I was, like, so impressed that I got a, like, interview, but I’m, like, not interested in the job.


Hopefully the grad bought the coffee, eh?



So what pisses you off today?  Don’t be shy and tell me if I’m way off base on any of these.  I’m a big boy, I can take it. You can also change my mind with facts and a good argument, so take that challenge and speak up!  Or else!  lol.