Showing posts from June, 2020

Beautiful Hail Storms of Alberta

I had the privilege of observing, closely, what happened to residents of a neighbourhood in northeastern part of Calgary when there was a hail storm a couple of weeks ago, a few days back. Lazy Ass provided this tour to me and he was hoping that the signs remain for a long time and becomes part of the City of Calgary sightseeing tour! I don't know if they will remain for a long time but I'm sure they will be there, some, for a numbers of week.  Have look while they're available, especially if you can't travel and see it for yourself! A BMW X1's rear window is completely shatered by the said hail storm. The front doesn't look much better but I think the windshield is still standing. A brand new of such vehicle worth more than $51,000 The funny thing is everything was fine just 2 minutes drive down the road. A number of fellas at work have problem with that storm in a way that their vehicles are not even drivable any more and I don't think insura

Messed up by Marcus (Made by Marcus!)

Lazy Ass has this bad habit that he insists on something and doesn't stop until he gets it! So the other day he insisted that he wanted to try the ice cream shop called Made by Marcus . I had driven by it's 17 Ave., SW location several times and had seen the losers who stand in line for a freaking scoop of ice cream and never stopped. This time he took us to their Kensington location and there was a freaking line there and the more I refused, the more he insisted and finally we stood in the freaking line like two idiots and many more for nearly 25 freaking minutes or so to get ice cream.  It's a very small shop that even if there had not been any problem with Corona virus and they would have let us to sit, we would not be comfortable. So that's reason n umber one that I would not go there again because to me comfort is important.  We're at the counter and surprisingly we see that there's probably not more than 5 or flavours available! I think everyone go

Fatima Restaurant: A Weird Experience

Lazy Ass and I met again a few days ago and this time it was proved to me and his lazy ass that being lazy is not good! I mean he's a nice boy and everything but he, now, has to pay. He's kicked out of his place that his dad has provided to him rent-free and he's really upset. It's not all his fault. It's his father's faults too but what does it matter now? He's out! The good thing is he's allowed to stay at his mom's for a few months, rent-free until he finds a place.  After his normal complaints about his dad(!) which was more bitter this time(!) we decided to get a bite and he chose to go to Fatima Restaurant , a Pakistani place in, of course, northeastern part of the city. So here we are and the place is, as dirty, filthy, disorganized and dark as I expected! There're booths with chairs putting on the top upside down(!) and tables with pile of dirty dishes on the top! There's only one table occupied but according to Lazy Ass the f

The Lost Opportunity

I and my realtor went to see a property which has been on the market for a long time. I suggested that to her! I wondered why a good house like that would not sell quickly and I was ready to make an offer. A detached home with double garage next to it and a nice small backyard and a nice front yard with beautiful flowers in a nice neighborhoods. Who wouldn't want that?!  The realtor thought the next building, which is not residential and have a big parking lot is the issue. To me that was not the issue. Then during the viewing a number of issues were found: Old heating system, a sort of piping, at parts of the house which based on the realtor's experience would most likely cause issue, lack of a number of major appliances and a few minor issues. I still was ready to make an offer until the realtor decided to call the sellers realtor to ask about the piping and other issues. It was then found out that the current owner, if we call them(!), owed a huge amount of money on the

Dragon Fruit: Not so Appyling

I had tried Dragon Fruit earlier but I got one as part of my bonus last week and didn't touch it until the other night. I washed it, cut the crown off and cut it to two pieces from the middle, scooped it up with a teaspoon and ate some. Not so great! This apparently is a fruit from eastern part of Asia , countries such as China and Vietnam but I found it totally not appealing. I don't know what the price would be in a supermarket but I think it's over $2 for a piece. Why the hell would I pay that much something which has no taste despite all of its nutritional benefits while I can get the same value by purchasing something which also is tasty?! (Photo: The fruit looks very appealing but it actually is not! There're are other types available including a red one, which could be tastier but I haven't tried them and they could only be found in specialty stores)

The Third Offer

I had my third offer a couple of days ago. This time it was a property much cheaper than the first I had liked. Some $100,000 cheaper! I thought I would be comfortable in there and I could use the rest of the money either on a new vehicle or simply save it. I didn't get the property! Someone, who saw the place right after I did, had a better offer and the seller took it. Here's the only thing: I can't drop the possibility that the realtor screwed me on this one! It might sound odd but since I deprived him of a good income by cancelling an already accepted offer, I think there's a possibility that she avenged me(!) especially because this house was much cheaper. I don't know I could be completely wrong but that is what happened and I will have to start searching again.

Elbow Falls in Rain

Lazy Ass called me the other day and said that he wanted to take me nice! I would be excited if I was a girl and he was my boyfriend(!) but I'm not but I know he feels lonely and wants to hang out with someone now that he has broken up with his girlfriend. Therefore I don't mind to hang out with him once in a while. I wondered where he wanted to go. So I went to his place and after a few minutes of chat, we got into his Honda and hit the road. He then told me what our destination was: Elbow Falls ! It sounded familiar to and told him that but first I didn't know why I has never been there while it sounded so familiar. Then I realized that: Elbow Falls is on Highway #66 where I have been to several time and had done two easy hike of Prairie Mountain and Moose Mountain . I was really tired after eight and a half hour of work but sat next to him and headed to east. He took Springbank Road instead of Highway #1 which is a very beautiful road. We then turned to Hig

The Ignorant Fool's Idea!

There was this short discussion, I'd like to call it discussion, rather than argument because that is what I usually avoid, particularly at work and it was at work, with this ignorant fool refugee, who has been let in Canada like thousands of other by the Government! He was kind of making fun of me for lack of data plan on my phone! I don't have data simply because I don't believe wasting money on something like that and secondly I don't need it. There's Wi-Fi available almost everywhere these days, including my workplace, supermarkets, cafes, you name it. Even if there's something that I need to check before going home, I can simply turn my phone on and check it out. This guy was going on and on: You live in the 1700's! I don't know what world you live in! You should have come to this world two centuries ago and it's a mistake you're here now! What do you think my answer was to him? Do you think I even reply to someone who has never read

Start of the Month with Exotic Food

If someone's reading this and/or looking at this picture might laugh at me and say: Why the hell do you have to write about a plate of food! Or even something meaner. The fact is for someone like me who doesn't have a wife and kid, no girlfriend, does not smoke and does not drink regularly and does not do drugs, food is the only thing, or I should say one of the few things that he enjoys. So I write about food once in a while when I come across something and I mostly write about the good food.  Here in this post one of the guys from work, who is from Afghanistan , brought some amazing food that I could not stop eating and I ate a lot!  The food was basically some traditional Afghan White Rice meal, which I skipped(!) and it's called Plow , not that plow which removes the snow on roads! We say almost the same thing in Persian with a little difference in pronouncing it. We say Polo . Then there was Chicken and then a sort of Ground Beef stuffed in Pastry and final