me.. i like meat

therefore i am a BBQ man, and a such i need propane. luckily i live close to a propane station... so close in fact that it is much easier for me to put my empty tank in a wheelbarrow and walk over to the station. I was so proud of myself having to avoid the rush hour traffic today to get my tank full. I laughed at all of those fools stuck in the congested intersection with their cars and me zipping by with my wheelbarrow. I even began to love my wheelbarrow, although i loved it before... you see i bought what i thought was a fine wheelbarrow. Sturdy steel construction, in a smaller size that fits the nooks and crannies of my yard. i got on that old buy good stuff and you will be happy sequence and even began a list of things that i have that i love. the wheelbarrow was on the list, and then i thought of my family, but then i thought i can't own people as items so i scratched them and then went on to work on the list. just then the wheel of my piece of shit wheelbarrow fell off and i found myself in south china creek park swearing my head off with a heavy quantity of non mobile shit. It was a quick fix, but a fine reminder to never tempt fate.

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So i took all my little girls down to the Jazz festival today... (as well tomorrow to see The Unsupervised free at Gastown @ 2:15PM). Little plug for the old king Younger, but The Unsupervised is a favourite group of mine. in Fact the band i saw today had the bass player Dave Chokroun playing. there were actually 2 bass players. Hailie was really digging it bouncing her arms up and down to the beat... Kaiya and Emily ate Toasted Oat O's and musk melon.

walking around with twins is a strange game... you get people coming up to you and asking if they are twins. you almost want to say something like "Jesus Christ you are like a genious... somebody better hire you fast, as you are obviously so quick... like i mean you deduced from the raw facts that these two children... the same size and look very much the same might be twins and then you used communication to re affirm your thesis". But that would be rude, and furthermore, they never wait for an answer they just reach in and try to touch them (with mixed results) and then proceed to tell you that you must be very busy and how incredibly hard it must be. And i thought we were doing pretty good, grooving to some free Jazz and munching some Toasted Oat O's.

which reminds me about how negative some people are about kids, often their kids, insinuating how their stlye is being cramped by the demands of their kids. i guess that is what a consumer should do however... your purpose is to consume and anything that gets in your way is the enemy. Mind you infant products is a merchandizer's paradise... you need the best for your kid of course... people may think you are a bad parent.

where the hell was i going with this here blogaroo?

i should go play music and get away from this time suck.

I remember

Earlier today, i thought that when i signed into or onto this old blog that i would just go mental in a tirade on what a shithole Translink is. You see i was out with the twins and i tried to take a bus... but the fucking ass hole bus driver wouldn't let me on because my stroller ( the smallest one made for twin babies) was WAY TOO LARGE. The next bus was too crowded and the one after had 2 large strollers on it. Yea yea... it reminded me of over bureaucratic unionized work. In some book there is a standard that gives some cruel and incompetent fool a chance to stand up for something and wave a rule in the face of 3 fine humans and scream off like some great villain victor. And here is me trying to sell transit on everybody i meet.


I have delivered Mail for 15 years and there are many rules i could follow that would allow me to not deliver about 30% of the mail... I could waive a rule in somebodies face and hold their mail. me... i find a way to get the mail out by making rational decisions.

Our societies ability to have citizens make rational decisions seems to be at an all time low.

and then i remembered the pie

I baked an apple pie today, and forgot about it.

Can you comprehend that?

Could you bake a pie and completely forget that.

i remember it now... I was in the kitchen the babies where in their room screaming their heads off, kaiya was in the front yard digging, and i was making dinner when i came across a surplus of apples that were aged nicely. thinking about a fruit run tomorrow i figured i better clear the stock so i made an apple pie.

The babies didn't want to sleep.. they wanted to hang with me and i think the pie got in the oven... but it was a bit over stuffed and some of the sweet juice dripped over and the oven smoked a bit (from the juice on the oven floor *** remember the drip pan)
and by then CT was home again and she unplugged the fire alarm (***better fix that now) that is hyper sensitive. Then i think i turned the pie off and left it in the oven.

I just had apple pie with a slice of fine aged cheddar cheese. Pro.


S Robertson

3 blogs
3 websites
a flicker account
a youtube account
4 CBCradio 3 band accounts
10 CD Baby pages
countless Music group sites


and at the bottom of the list we have
5 myspace accounts
1 facebook account

the final two you get because you think you have too to "network"...

i should go back to the pie

CTV buys the Hockey Night in Canada Theme Song

as the Man of house i was cleaning the floor when i hear that on the CBC show B.C. Almanac. Mark Forsythe was actually talking to a caller when that came in... hilarious.

being on the case i coud have been the first to comment on the story online but i had to fill out a profile and make a username... so i missed the boat having a high profile comment that could lobby for "on Frozen Pond" becoming the new anthem. It is all for naught.. there is a professional organizing a contest. A professional that apparently was on the FACTOR board for years when a record company he was involved with happened to receive generous FACTOR grants.

being a Toronto Maple Leafs fan i had to enjoy the article though and my comment was as follows


"Earlier in the day, CBC Sports said it planned to bring in noted sports and entertainment lawyer Gord Kirke as a last-ditch effort to bring about a mediated resolution."

just beautiful... comedy highlight of the day.

the same CTV that is doing the winter Olympics 2010. That should position them nicely to catch the attention of the consumers without them ever knowing it. They could bring back the old "Molson Golden" commercials... the tag line was "Smooth as Golden", except it could be "Smooth as Coors".

should do a reality show to find the new theme... nobody has ever done that before.

I think some self promoting huckster wrote a song called "On Frozen Pond". It might even be on CBCradio3.

ROADBED

Roadbed is a band i was a big part of that released 4 CD's earlier in this decade.

I got a email about the song "Bingo" which set me off on a Roadbed listening tangent.

There ain't no flies on ROADBED, a few things are wrong like the line in Gibbering Fool "you got to give your John Thomas" which should be "you got to give your John Henry". I remember trying to correct that one in the studio but there was a camp that believed john Thomas sounded good. feeling this urge to punch. Then there was Deep Fried where that idgit sang OK wrong.

Funny how the scars of a production session are always ready to rip back open.

All and all pretty mean stuff. Represented is a masterpiece, and i still love the promo line for it... "The physical CD itself was released without a cover... an ill fated move that can be best summed up with the idea that the point it barely made wasn't worth making in the first place". What can i say, I'm a sucker for the truth. A man in suit once told me not to judge a book by it's cover. I offered to adjust his tie.

Hearing the music of Roadbed again tonight is defiantly good for the soul. I use to dream of putting out a great CD. ROADBED spanked down 4 and managed to define an original sound with consistently smart lyrics.

i guess in all fairness i now love the song Kings Quest... which i thought sucked in the studio. A rock song about chess... inspired by a number of games of chess i had with a "super" computer... i lost them all. There was one game where i did really well for a while and even thought i might win. Funny how just after you think you might win the word CHECKMATE comes up.

Gibbering fool
9th house
Carolina
Bent
King Quest
New Jazz Vibe

top standout songs from tonights epic journey

comedy and food

Who cares what this overexposed golf shirt and wristwatch huckster has to say about anything? Go peddle some endorsed products, you tedious golf bore.

a web comment on a story about Tiger Woods who said "who cares about Hockey anymore" when asked who he wanted to win the Stanley Cup.

Tomorrow... or i guess later today will be the last time for a while that the hockey loving contingent of the Super Robertson Supper Show crew get to watch a game in the confines of the Railway Club. I'll go for another Pittsburgh win in double overtime... by that time the show should be over.

I made a Lasagna today

SR's man Lasagna

Pre Cooked or fast baked lasagna noodles
Cottage Cheese
Mozzarella
Cheddar
Carrots
Spinach
Zucchini
Red pasta sauce
Mushrooms
Italian seasoning
Onions
Garlic


Chop up the onions and Garlic and Thinly sliced mushrooms and get those bastards frying in a splash of olive oil. make sure the onions ad garlic are soft and caramelized. throw in some red sauce and mix with a generous amount of Italian seasoning.

Lay down a bed of noodles and top with grated carrots, thinly slices Zucchini, spinach (wash it) and some of the red sauce mix. Layer some cottage cheese a bit of grated cheddar and mozzarella and then another layer of noodles. I dogged some finely chopped chicken in there as well... but if you want Veggie ignore. Create another similar layer cover with noodles and then top with cheese. Cover with foil and bake at 350 for some time. (Like an hour or more depending on how big you lasagna is)

take the foil off at the end to brown

eat

shit hole tap design sinks Robertson"s early momentum

So i start my new job tomorrow.

MAN OF HOUSE

That's me at home running things. 2 sideburns 3 children.

Picked up another garden the other day as well. However first things first. Our kitchen sink is a pain in the ass with the basic idea that it is a cheap piece of crap. it is actually the second kitchen tap we have had. The first one which i saw Canadian Tire blowing out for $24.99 last year seized up when hot water went through it because there was some material in the mechanism that didn't react well to heat. Figure that one out... a tap gets designed without the concept that it will have hot water to direct. So i call up the guy that built the house, and he replaces it with a different bottom of the line blow-out because it doesn't function piece of crap. There are many flaws but none are as troubling as trying to get a wrench to fit this bizarre sized bolt.

so there i was ready to get ready to tackle the day tomorrow and now all of the tools are out and I find myself trying to fix a problem that should have been solved in the blueprint stage.

I hate cheap stuff.

Cheap useless stuff is fools gold that shines so quickly that it is just a mere flicker and then it spends eternity buried in the earth slowly poisoning the planet.

New sink later this week.

live and breathe middle aged man