The Vice Ice and head rink rat Shiny Boy Greenfield during Friday night's wicked snow storm. This crazy man spent eight hours cleaning the rink on Saturday. Happy New Year to all.

I just got back from the Aloha Baby east compound and retox Center. While we were up to the usual guff some real fun was acquired. The hobo-luxe burn barrel was, as always, a big hit with the locals.

Pam and Mair are a whirlwind of activity in the kitchen last summer. I think we had some kind of Asian food.

Left click on the image to get a better look.

This morning all of Kitchener was covered in this unusual rime/frost. It looks like iron filings around a magnet. Very weird!!

Christmas morning and Spike has yet to shovel in front of his house. Bad dog!!!

HAPPY HOLLOWDAYS!!!

My daughter Cassandra and her new beau Andre. The model and the rock star....life is very chi-chi these days for the young and fabulous!!!

I found this waskely wabbit hiding in my Christmas tree. So I shot him!!

Another happy summer shot. The smell of nicotiana in the evening.....glorious.

My grandson Lenox doing a little excavating. I guess his mommy doesn't feed him enough.

Tomorrow is the shortest day of the year...sunlight wise!! I am only posting happy, shiny summer pictures until after Christmas....unless I change my mind.

This is your captain speaking..........I think I'm gonna be sick!!

Spike has decided that he likes wearing the raindog head gear as rear gear. Good dog!!!

The power converter in my trailer blew up....you could hear the bang when I plugged it in. Any body out there know what this obviously burnt part is?

It has snowed every day since I got Big Red. Nothing stops this bad boy! Good timing or what?
Dateline...Kitchener...10:30 am....the madness begins!!!

Behold, the Christmas tree....no flash,hand held, 4 scotch thingy's.

I'm writing a Christmas story called Spike the reluctant raindog. This is the best pose I could get out of the little bugger!!! I don't think he likes the head gear.

A shot of the fridge....I'm worried about the capacity of it's ice making accumen.

The scotch drinking area replete with food trough.

Crappy shot, but the bathroom is unbelievable.
Looking past the galley into the living room.
Looking past the galley toward the bedroom.

Well looky what the cat dragged home...all the way from Webster New York...this is a beautiful example of the classic 23 as built by Award trailers. It was manufactured in southern Ontario out of fiberglass....indestructible. This was originaly designed by an English/German design team in eighties. The unusual shape is the result of wind tunnel testing. It tows really well!!

Mr greenfield after too many Irish car bombs!!!!!!!!!!!!

An oldie but a goodie. I'm under the weather and too lazy to post anything new. Poor dog!!!

Here's another picture of those nasty river turds. I nick-named the big one in the middle Gumby!!!

In the Grand River we have a species of giant otters called Brantfjiords. Sometimes, when they are jumping the rapids, they are so fearful of getting hurt on the rocks, they literally " crap " themselves. In this picture you can plainly see one of their " leavings " and it must weigh 300 pounds. The city of Cambridge spends thousands of dollars every year on clean-up. And the smell....................

For those of you who are curious, this is what a 5 liter v8 engine looks like in an MGB. I built this a few years ago and then sold it to a guy who offered me way too much money for it. The truth be told.....the insurance guy said if I got one more ticket they would pull my pink slip. That sounded kind of painful....so I let it go. I wanted to keep my licence!!!

The face off. I don't miss my dog cuz he's right here....chewing on a friggin plastic water bottle and making a terrible racket. I do, however, miss the hot sand!!!

I once threw myself off this bridge in an attempt to commit suicide.....alas, the water is only 18 inches deep. God almighty....it must be winter!!!

I took this shot at 5.30 this morning.....my neighbor Ron had already cleared my driveway.
I live in a very competitive area of kitchener....there is always a race to see who can clear the most driveways.

I want to run away from home so bad.....I can taste it.

I look out my back door and what do I see.....friggin winter. Just a few short months ago I was watching jeopardy on this desolate looking outdoor livingroom!!! I'm headed north today for some more punishment.

Ok, this really is my new truck and I friggin love it. I'm buying this way cool trailer off e-bay so Spike and I will always have a home.....no matter where we go!!

Here's a picture of my new truck....well, it's not really a truck....it's more like a portable toilet with a soft top....but it's pretty fast for a toilet....but kinda slow for a truck.

The guy who owns this MGTC bought it as a teenager.....over fifty years ago. It's beyond my comprehension how you could hang on to a car that long. That's some kind of automotive love affair!!!

Mugging for the camera at the aloha baby east compound & retox center. I might have posted this one before but I'm kinda loopy from the drugs they gave me at the hospital. Turns out my ego blew a gasket and I had to be sedated.

Spike has cut back on the booze and drugs and is once again a reasonably healthy pup. He will not require surgery and is enjoying snow for the first time in his life.

There really was snow on the ground this morning and my dog Spike went crazy. I had heard that schnauzers love snow but you gotta see it to believe it. Here's a pic of Chelsea on the dock just before jumping in the water...her natural habitat. And yes, Rob, the image is a bit fuzzy.

We got hammered last night.....with snow, that is.

I had the most fun yesterday. I'm buying a new truck and I had the two local toyota dealer's bidding against each other for my business.....they hate each other.....and I got a smokin deal!!!
I posted this Frog Hollow picture as an antidote to the weather.

Marsha and Melanie at the Lauber day party. Today, Spike and I are going to buy a new truck....I hope he's got some money saved up.

Hippity hop, hippity hop, I'm on my way to the photo-shoppe. I would like to dedicate this image to Rob, in honor of his blatant over-use of digital manipulation.

Things just crawl into this fen bog....curl up and die!!! I think I lost my cell phone in it.

A horse walks into a bar and the bartender says " why the long face ".
Spike needs a $1200.00 knee job.....any philanthropists out there?