Ongoing Temptation

I have this feeling that makes me outrages. It’s not rage, actually. It’s temptation for violence. I used to feed this desire with Operation Flashpoint but that game does not run on my laptop. Neither Call of Duty which I bought in ’05 and did not run on my desktop.
I have a huge willingness for the last version of the game, Call of Duty 4 which was released early Nov. but have to buy a desktop for that, also! That will cost something between $800 and $1000! Is $1000 too much to cure an illness?! What if I see a psychologist? He or she is probably able to fix me with less money. Or, I was thinking, what if I sign up for the Army and get deployed to Afghanistan? Ha?!
That way I’ll kill two birds with one stone: I put off my rage while I get paid for that. But don’t forget the third bird: I might get shot and killed or may be a suicide attacker blew himself up near or convoy and I get rid of this misery forever.
I think I, first, consult the physician and then do it. Getting killed once and for what you like is better than a life full of stress and thought of future.

Murrin Provincial Park

I had a short ride to Murrin Provincial Park today in the afternoon. The park is located on Sea to Sky Highway (Highway 99) shortly before you get to Squamish. It was a little hard for me to leave home because it was more than a month that I had not been to a ride. I finally got out at about 03:00 PM. I was doing very well because when it’s cold you pedal faster to get warm and there’s no disturbing heat that makes you sweat and overwhelmed quickly. It took a little less than an hour to get to the park. There were only three fishermen in there. Murrin is actually a very small park but in summer gets packed. People go there to swim in Browning Lake, walk, do a little fishing or have something at the picnic benches. The park is named after Mr. Murrin, the head of British Columbia Electric Company, the firm which donated the land. I stayed only a few minutes over there, took photos, rode around the lake and headed back.
It got colder and darker on my way back but didn’t have any problem. A light would have been definitely a huge help. I bought a light last year from MEC in Calgary but never had a chance to try it on. I just have tested it. After all it was a good exercise in this cold Nov. whether of this part of B. C.

(Photo: This map shows where the tiny park is located)

A Little Chat after a Long Time

There was a girl once I was in touch with; I call her N. M. here, from Montreal. She’s a nurse. We had a few e-mail exchanges but like the other girls, we got disconnected. I received a link which introduces an Internet telephone service, from her, the night before. Obviously she’s looking for a match. And there’s no doubt that she just had broken up with a boy because some girls can’t take it and as soon as they are single again, they start looking for another one. I called her last night and she didn’t pick up. I left a message. I called her again this morning and woke her up!
We talked for a few minutes. She told me that she had just moved to Toronto and has her job as a nurse in a hospital. I usually don’t care about the girl’s job because I don’t get anyways, so that doesn’t matter! but never had a good feeling about a nurse. F. F. is a nurse too and we’re back together but she’s in the middle of a job-change process. I just called her to see how she is. She was very willing and welcoming, apparently because she feels that it’s getting late for her to get married and having a night-shift job, deprives her from many possible opportunities. Honestly, who needs a night-shift nurse as a wife?
So we talked for a few minutes and she said that she likes Toronto better than Montreal. She said that she wouldn’t live in any city smaller than Toronto and she felt that she was living in a village when she used to live in Montreal. That’s how most of the stupid bums act. But she added that she might move to another city if she has to as a result of a job vacancy or so.
I called her because I thought she might be another alternative, especially because I thought she still lives in Montreal but I think I should forget her because I’m no fan of Toronto and there’s a little chance that I can get a good job in there. But I might go to see her, killing two birds with one stone. May be it’s another opportunity to see Toronto again and in more detail, after my short visit to see M. M. Or may be I deceive her to move out to another city with me.

5 Ways to Become a Millionaire

D. H. my Bangladeshi friend was in a very bad situation when I first met him in late ’01. His wife had just left him and he had no money and was taking care of his two sons, one of them suffering from a disease which has made him unable to speak. He helped me a lot regardless of all his problems. I have written a bit about the stories I had with him in other post but one thing once he told me after a conversation was five ways that would have made me a millionaire!
I asked him what it was and said writing the book that we were talking about! I can’t recall what our topic of discussion was but I remember I asked him why he wouldn't do that and he said because he didn't need money! Horseshit!
Today I found out one way that would someone a millionaire and that’s serious. I’m not joking. I just don’t know why it hasn't been done yet. I have talked both to A. J. and a painter in last few days regarding the exterior paint of the houses. I've been told that the paint can’t be applied or sprayed in a whether colder than 12⁰ Celsius. We probably have to wait until the coming Mar. for our paint, as a result of that. It sounds so stupid because construction industry has had so much progress in this part of the world, like everything else, and lack of such an essential element in the course of project is unacceptable. So if someone, for example a chemist (not in its British meaning!) invents a type of paint which could be applied in low temperatures and keeps the formula as a secret, he or she would be a millionaire and is set up for life.
It reminds me of another story in real life, this one a vital one. I’m not really knowledgeable and I hope I will never need this but there are a few medicines to cure cancer. Some people who have been taking the medication for years, believe that the vaccine or medicine have been discovered years ago and the pharmaceuticals just simply don’t want to market it because of the profit they have been making over the current cancer medication. The low-temperature applicable paint is not as crucial as the poor sick people’s pills or capsules but having it would make a big difference in construction industry in Canada and other cities during the cold months.

Executive Decision

I was extremely exhausted yesterday and didn’t do much, probably because we’re back one hour. Daylight saving is over. My cousin called from Denmark and we talked for a few minutes. He invited me to spend a few days with them there although they will go to London, England for their Christmas and New Year holidays. Then I talked to Cyrus in Cologne and told him that I would be there anytime between Jan. and Mar. He insisted to go there after I visited my cousin. After that was talking to an old friend of my Dad, who’s visiting one of his daughters in Virginia, at the moment. I’m in touch with another daughter of him which is a separate story.
In the evening I worked a little on a Project Diagram to present to A. J. later and had an eye on TV. When I was couching potato, a movie caught my attention, Kurt Russell and Steven Siegel in Executive Decision. The movie like most American actions has great surprises and also downwards. It’s a combination of Flightplan, Air Force One and Top Gun. Muslims are the number one suspects like Flightplan and of course they are from Middle East. I just want to see the motherfucker who treats everyone who’s from Middle East the same. The shitheads think that everyone from Middle East (I hate this phrase) speaks fucking Arabic (Fuck all motherfucker Arabs, the more motherfucker animal Arabs are killed the happier I am), is Muslim (Fuck you all idiots. I hate all religions, motherfuckers. They are all crap with different smell, colour and shape) and is terrorist.
I went too far. The movie is good but Siegel is gone at the beginning of the movie. So if you’re a fan of him (I’m not) you’ll be disappointed. I will rent and watch it again because part of the conversation in the movie sounds like mumbling and I didn’t get much. The F-117 trick is great and also there are a few other surprises. Don’t miss it.

(Photo: Halle Berry [not strawberry, not even close!] and Kurt Russel in the final minutes of the movie)

The Killing Bears

It has been all work and work in last few weeks and nothing to post. I booked a ticket to Boston to  see Alphonse but I think I have to cancel that because of the prolonged project. Yesterday I was driving down the road very fast regardless of all the speed limit signs, there were two cars in front of me. A baby bear suddenly jumped into the middle of the road and the drives pushed the brake. I did too and did it very hard because my breaks are not actually very good and also I was speeding. Fortunately there was enough room between the vehicles and nothing happened. The bear crossed the road to the woods and we all proceeded.

17 bears were killed the last summer in Sea to Sky Highway. It's obviously because of the high number of commutes and the ongoing construction. Underpasses are being constructed for the animals with the same features of their habitat. It's hopped to save the number of wild life in Sea to Sky Country. That was the 4th time I saw a bear in B. C. No chance of a clear photo yet.

(Photo: This Black Bear was seen at the side of, I think, Highway #1, in June of 2016. Decided to add for this post)