Mason John Francis

Welcome the latest addition to our clan, Mason John Francis:

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His older brother Damien is already his biggest fan:
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My City of Ruins

Senseless violence like this is hard for me to understand. I cannot fathom how one person can leave another human being to die in the streets:

Police arrived on scene, just blocks from Florence’s Mayfair-area home. They found him conscious but unable to communicate and with a severe head injury, Voisard said. None of his belongings appear to have been stolen.

I would guess it was either a gang initiation (i.e. go beat up some random person and you’re in our club) or just a purely random stoned/drunk/whatever assault. Whatever the reason, it isn’t right.

Eddie Vedder Sings Bruce Springsteen’s ‘My City of Ruins’ at Kennedy Center Honours

There’s a blood red circle
on the cold dark ground
and the rain is falling down
The church doors blown open
I can hear the organ’s song
But the congregation’s gone

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet veils of mercy
drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner
like scattered leaves
The boarded up windows
The hustlers and thieves
While my brother’s down on his knees

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!

Now there’s tears on the pillow
darling where we slept
and you took my heart when you left
without your sweet kiss
my soul is lost, my friend
Now tell me how do I begin again?

My city’s in ruins
My city’s in ruins

Now with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands
I pray Lord
with these hands
for the strength Lord
with these hands
for the faith Lord
with these hands

Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!
Rise up

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The Gist of Every iPhone Commercial

The pitch:

Once upon a time I had a first-world problem, luckily I had a first-world product that increases my dependancy on technology, removes my need to consult other humans and deepens my handicap of extreme-laziness. My friends were thoroughly impressed.

Via here via here via here.

Whew. That’s a lot of via’s. This would be a lot easier on Tumblr.

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Digital Books

I’m sure that the Kindle and the forthcoming iPad are great advancements in digital e-reader technology, but I’m still reluctant to give up reading an actual book:

A chief virtue of digital books is said to be their economical size—they take up no space at all!—but even a megabyte seems bulky compared to what can be conveyed in the few cubic feet of a bookshelf. What other vessel is able to hold with such precision, intricacy, and economy, all the facets of your life: that you bake bread, vacationed in China, fetishize Melville, aspire to read Shakespeare, have coped with loss, and still tote around a copy of The Missing Piece as a totem of your childhood. And what by contrast can a Kindle tell you about yourself or say to those who visit your house? All it offers is blithe reassurance that there is progress in the world, and that you are a part of it.

Via The Millions.com via everythinginthesky.com

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Conned in Saskatoon – Update

Someone could setup a website around this – www.saskatooncons.com? From commenters on my previous post on getting conned it seems there’s another story floating around:

…stopped me and asked me if I had a jerry can. He said he was from a reserve up north, out of gas, his wife was expecting and their car was stuck on Idylwyld.

Told me that everyone he met in Saskatoon had been rude to him up until that point and that I was the friendliest person he’d come across. Said that he even offered to put up his cell phone for colateral at the gas station in order to get some gas but they refused. Asked me if I would buy his Iphone in exchange for some gas money…

So just make sure you’re letting friends know what’s going on so they don’t get bit by these guys (or same guy?). If you’ve got other stories, please leave them at the original post so they’re all in one place.

I’ve turned comments off on this entry.

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Wake Up at 2 a.m.

We woke up to a banging sound last night around 2 in the morning. We had recently moved our son, Damien, down to the main floor bedroom in preparation for the new baby that’s coming (any day now?!) and he’s been known to wake up and bang on his door until we come down and put him back to bed.

In my groggy, sleepy headed state I stumbled down the stairs and went to his door. Only there was no noise coming from his room.

Bang! Bang! Bang

The banging persisted. And now I could hear a voice attached to the banging.

Hey! Open the door. I don’t want to cause no trouble. I just want to sleep. Hurry up.

I peeked out our back door and saw a guy, obviously blitzed out of his tree, standing in our doorway barely standing up.

“You’ve got the wrong house” I said to him through the door. He said he didn’t care, he just wanted to sleep. I told him a few more times that he was at the wrong house and that he couldn’t come sleep here but he persisted in banging and asking to be let in.

We decided to call the police because I didn’t really want to deal with some drunk dude in my house. While I was on the phone with the police the drunk dude decided he would lay down on our back porch to rest. As I gave our address and described him to the police he continued to mumble random things about wanting to go to sleep and not wanting to fight anybody.

When the police arrived they gave him a visual look over and decided that they definitely didn’t want to be touching this guy and so they told him they were going to bring an ambulance in to check him over. While waiting for the ambulance to arrive the police continued trying to figure out who he was, where he lived and where he came from.

As best as I could figure out from his “answers” to the police:

  • He’s 24 (but that could be wrong because it was the 24th of Feb yesterday)
  • It was his birthday
  • His friend’s took him out drinking
  • Some guys wanted to fight him but he didn’t want no fight
  • He wouldn’t fight with the police or paramedics even if they punched him in the face he wouldn’t fight back.

Sweet friends who take a guy out drinking and then ditch him somewhere besides his home and leave him to get picked up by the police. I was impressed that they sent him in the ambulance and that they didn’t just throw him in the back of the police car to sober up. He obviously stunk quite a bit because the cops kept taking steps back from him and waving their hands in front of their face as they tried to get him to the ambulance.

Just a bit of excitement for the night. Hopefully that’s the first and last time that’s happened to us.

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