Hockey Night in Canada

In 1892, Lord Stanley of Preston made a historic pledge to donate a challenge cup for the best ice hockey team in Canada. Although not an avid hockey enthusiast like my dad (more on that later), the cultural impact of the sport was undeniable. Toronto, despite not securing a cup victory for over half the life of the trophy, witnessed an unyielding passion for the game. Seats were impossible to come by, bars overflowed during Leafs games, and hockey became the catalyst for familial rifts across Canada – a testament to the profound love people had for their teams.

My dad epitomized this fervor. In the 1970s, Saturday nights revolved around the game, and nothing else happened until the final buzzer. I played the role of the manual remote, flipping channels until the advent of cable boxes with extra channels. Engaging in every hockey trend, my dad crafted a Leafs pyramid of power using my sparse hockey card collection, newspaper clippings, and an abundance of blue and white vibes. He even affixed his prized Dave Keon autograph, the revered greatest Toronto Maple Leaf, on the pyramid – a collector's dream.

Despite the Leafs' last Stanley Cup triumph occurring in 1967, when they outplayed Montreal in six games, my dad never witnessed another championship victory. The closest he came was when Gretzky thwarted Toronto's playoff hopes. Sadly, my dad passed in '96, and almost 30 years later, the Leafs are yet to bring the coveted cup home. The quest continues, but the memories of shared hockey rituals endure.

St Patrick’s nightmare

 

Fucking Leperchauns

Once upon a time in the enchanted land of Shamrock Grove, a fierce conflict known as the Leprechaun Wars unfolded. The peaceful leprechaun clans, each guarding their coveted pots of gold, found themselves entangled in a bitter struggle for supremacy.

The leader of the O'Reilly clan, Seamus the Swift, coveted the legendary Pot of Endless Gold rumored to possess unparalleled magical powers. Igniting the flames of war, Seamus sought to unite all pots of gold under his rule.

The Wars raged on, with leprechauns employing clever traps, mischievous illusions, and cunning strategies. Rainbows, once symbols of joy, became harbingers of impending battles. The grove echoed with the clashing sounds of tiny swords and the mischievous laughter of leprechauns engaged in skirmishes.

In the midst of the chaos, a wise elder named Fiona sought a path to end the strife. She discovered a forgotten legend that spoke of a mystical unity among the leprechaun clans, transcending the allure of gold. With a glint of hope, Fiona embarked on a journey to share this ancient wisdom.

Through heartfelt tales of shared heritage and the importance of unity, Fiona managed to sway the hearts of the leprechaun leaders. Slowly but surely, the once-warring clans began to see the futility of their conflict.

As the unity spread, a magical event occurred: the Pot of Endless Gold emerged, shimmering with a radiant glow. It symbolized the newfound harmony among the leprechaun clans, an end to the Wars, and a shared commitment to prosperity.

However, the leprechauns soon learned a valuable lesson about the fragility of peace. With unity, the once-infinite pot began to dwindle, revealing that its magic thrived on cooperation. As greed crept back into the hearts of some leprechauns, the pot diminished.

Determined to preserve the lessons learned, the wise Fiona gathered the leprechaun leaders once more. Together, they devised a plan to ensure lasting peace. Instead of hoarding gold, each clan contributed a piece to a communal treasure, fostering cooperation and shared prosperity.

And so, Shamrock Grove became a beacon of unity, and the Leprechaun Wars became a distant memory. The pot of gold, once a source of conflict, now stood as a symbol of the enduring strength found in cooperation and shared purpose. And in the hearts of the leprechauns, the wisdom of Fiona's fables lived on for generations to come.

 

OTD - 1988 A poison gas attack kills 5000 civilians in the Kurdish town of Halabjah

 6 months later 480 Canadians will deploy to separate the Arabs from the Persians.

On this date in History - 1972 Francis Ford Coppola's The Godfather is premiered

 the start of all gangster movies - 

Characters that you meet - The Leperchaun

**Captain Seamus O'Malley: Beneath the Waves**

Captain Seamus O'Malley is not your typical charter boat captain – he's a leprechaun on a quest for treasures beneath the waves. Born into the ancient O'Malley clan in Shamrock Cove, Seamus felt a calling beyond the lush green fields of his homeland. Inspired by the tales of sunken riches and underwater wonders, he decided to embark on a maritime adventure like no other.

With his trusty vessel, the "Emerald Voyager," Captain Seamus invites thrill-seekers and treasure enthusiasts to join him on mystical diving expeditions. His boat, adorned with charms and clovers, is said to bring good luck to all who embark on its decks. Captain Seamus, with his trademark emerald-green wetsuit and mischievous grin, is not only an experienced diver but also a storyteller who weaves enchanting tales of the deep.

The diving trips with Captain Seamus offer a unique blend of underwater exploration and leprechaun lore. From hidden caves rumored to be guarded by mermaids to submerged castles where the spirits of old leprechauns are said to reside, each dive promises an adventure steeped in magic and mystery.

Seamus takes pride in being an eco-conscious diver, promoting responsible exploration and preservation of the underwater world. His boat is equipped with state-of-the-art diving gear, ensuring a safe and enchanting experience for all aboard.

So, if you're ready to dive into the mystical depths and uncover the secrets of the sea with a touch of leprechaun magic, Captain Seamus O'Malley and the "Emerald Voyager" await your presence. May the tides be in your favour as you set sail on an unforgettable underwater journey guided by the luck of the leprechauns.

 

Liberals Last Supper

 

Spring Break, Canadian Style

 

and God said, You want it, You got it. and Blue Llama it was.

 

80’s Musicaly Interlude, 99 Red Balloons.

 

That Time Llama and Al Paca Went Into a Bar

In the vibrant city of Machu Picchu, nestled high in the Andes, there was a legendary hash bar known as "Cloud Nine." It was a cozy, dimly lit establishment with an eclectic mix of patrons, from backpackers sharing travel tales to locals enjoying a laid-back evening. One day, a peculiar duo made their way into the bar, turning heads and sparking whispers among the patrons. It was none other than Lenny the Llama and Al Paca.

Lenny, the laid-back and carefree llama, and his partner in crime, Al Paca, a suave and sophisticated alpaca, had been traveling together for years. They were known for their adventures and the unconventional way they approached life. On this particular day, they decided to explore the local scene and ended up at Cloud Nine.

The pair strutted into the bar with an air of nonchalance, their fur impeccably groomed and their personalities radiating an undeniable charm. The patrons, initially surprised by the unusual guests, couldn't help but be captivated by the dynamic duo.

As Lenny and Al Paca settled into a corner booth, the bartender, accustomed to the diverse clientele of Cloud Nine, approached with a smile. "What can I get you two today?" he asked.

Lenny, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, replied, "We'll have your finest hay-infused smoothies, my good sir. And make it double, for the charm."

The bartender, chuckling at the unexpected request, crafted the hay-infused smoothies, ensuring they met the discerning taste of his unique customers. As Lenny and Al Paca sipped on their drinks, they engaged in casual banter with the other patrons, sharing tales of their adventures and the many lands they had traversed.

Word quickly spread through the city about the charismatic llama and alpaca holding court at Cloud Nine. The hash bar became the talk of Machu Picchu, attracting locals and tourists alike who were eager to witness the spectacle for themselves.

The night unfolded in a haze of laughter, camaraderie, and, of course, the distinct aroma of quality hash. Lenny and Al Paca, with their unmatched charisma, seamlessly integrated into the diverse tapestry of Cloud Nine, leaving an indelible mark on the memories of everyone present.

As the night wore on, the unlikely duo bid farewell to the hash bar, leaving behind a trail of smiles and a touch of magic in the air. The legend of Lenny the Llama and Al Paca's visit to Cloud Nine became a cherished tale in Machu Picchu, a story passed down from generation to generation, ensuring that the memory of that extraordinary evening lived on in the hearts of those who were fortunate enough to witness it.