Gas In Saskatoon, February 27, 2015.

For once my prediction was correct.  Gas did go up this week.  Gas in Saskatoon is as high as 102.9 cents a litre at some stations, while others raised their price only to 97.9 cents a litre.  The price increase is being blamed on a refinery fire in California and a strike by US refinery workers.  Yeah, we don'\t get our gas from California, so that seems like a poor excuse.  And some observers predict gas will jump another 5 cents a litre or more next week.

Goodbye, Leonard.

I doubt there will be any chance of you missing this.  But I just couldn't let the death of Leonard Nimoy go by unmentioned.  Like most people who grew up in the '70s, and had any sort of interest in sci fi TV, Star Trek was such a fixture.  And so another familiar face of my childhood is gone.

A Note To One Gerard O'Neill.

Your insults need a lot of work.  They're lacking in originality and creativity.

Funny Place For Humble.

I had a blog visitor from Humble, Texas yesterday.  Texas is not a place I associate with the term humble.  I'm sure some Texan would argue otherwise.

Gas In Saskatoon, February 20, 2015.

The trend was a bit more clear this week, and it's down.  Gas in Saskatoon is now 92.9 cents a litre at most locations, following a drop earlier in the week to 95.9 cents a litre.  But I'll be entirely unsurprised if it goes back up again early next week.

When I Rule The World 26.

Everyone will have to read this blog at least twice a day.  It won't matter whether I've written anything lately or not.

"Flop Has A Name."

That apparently should have been on the posters for Johnny Depp's latest film, Mortdecai, instead of the actual slogan of "Sophistication Has A Name."  The film has been out less than a month, and it's already in the cheap theatres in Saskatoon.   The film had a reported 60 million dollar budget, but it has apparently made just over a third of that worldwide.  Of late Depp seems to be able to make nothing but flops, often as a result of bad choices in roles, the most obvious being as Tonto in The Lone Ranger.

Years ago I watched an interview with Michael Caine, and the interviewer asked him about some of the poorer movies he'd been in.  Caine commented that he generally didn't turn down roles because he figured they might stop calling if he did.  One would think Depp wouldn't be worried about that given how much money he's made.  So it seems more likely Depp just has bad taste, although Caine also commented that you can't tell whether a movie will be good just by the script.  Perhaps Depp needs to reconsider taking roles that rely on him doing gimmick characters.

What's next for Depp?  Apparently a Kevin Smith film called Yoga Hosers.  Depp will also be appearing in Black Mass this fall, a film about Irish-American mobster Whitey Bulger, which strikes me as the kind of film Depp should be doing. 

Roast Beef.

There are few things finer for Sunday supper.  Unless you're a vegetarian of course.

Another One Has Sucked Me In.

I've started reading David Willis's Dumbing of Age.  It's kind of interesting that it's an alternate universe of characters he's been writing since the 1990s.  Usually it's fanfiction writers that do that kind of thing.  Professional AU reboots of canons usually are done by people who aren't the original creators of a property, such as the numerous variations on Sherlock Holmes.

Stay Home.

If I never left the house, other than working, I'd probably have a lot more money.  It seems all but impossible to leave the house without ending up spending money.  Guess I need more self control.

Pot Limit Annoyance.

One of the minor things that annoys me about playing online pot limit poker is that some players will do nothing but hit the pot raise button over and over again.  They don't raise a smaller amount, they don't check, just mindlessly raise over and over.  It's the kind of thing that no one would do during an in the flesh poker game, at least anyone with any experience.

Crunch, Crunch.

At the moment I'm eating some Covered Bridge brand sea salt and vinegar potato chips.  I quite like the taste of these.  But the size available locally, at Dollarama, is a bit too big.  It's  a 102 gram size, which I really shouldn't be eating at one sitting.  Especially on a day where I'm doing nothing but sitting around the house.

How Not To Win Friends.

Talk about stupid.  The League of the South, a bunch of fanboys of the Confederate States of America, intend to honour John Wilkes Booth, the assassin of Abraham Lincoln.  I'm sure that will rally a lot of people to their cause.  Oh wait, it won't.  Anyone likely to be attracted to the League by such behaviour is likely already a member.

No Buyers.

I was thinking about offering some of the snow we got last night for sale, but thinking about it there would be no buyers.  Given how much snow there's been in various parts of North America the last month who would be interested?  At the very least I would be underpriced by someone else with more snow and perhaps easier access to the big markets.  Too bad.

Gas In Saskatoon, February 13, 2015.

Rather a confusing week here for gas prices.  At the start of the week gas dropped to 95.9 cents a litre.  A couple of days later it dropped to 91.4 cents a litre.  But then it rose to 98.9 cents a litre yesterday.  In other words it's back to the same price it was last Friday.  Weird, isn't it?

It Won't Work.

For some reason I've seen a lot of ads online today for the latest season of Mr. D.  Sorry, CBC, but I won't be watching.  Seriously, does anyone actually think Gerry Dee is funny?  I guess someone does, or CBC wouldn't have given him a TV show.

Gas In Saskatoon, February 6, 2015.

Another price increase to report, and a fairly large one.  Gas in Saskatoon is now 98.9 cents a litre at most locations, a 9 cent price increase. 

I Hope They Stayed Home.

If you're a Target Canada employee I hope the local assholes stayed away from your location today.  You've got enough problems without putting up with nasty idiots who are only there to pick the store's bones clean.

No Super Bowl For Me.

Nope, didn't watch it.  Didn't watch the ads.  Didn't watch the halftime show.  Didn't watch the regular season games. 

The Cold Came Back...

...just in time to catch me on a Monday where I'll be spending several hours outside.  Woe is me.

Of course how annoying it will be will depend on how windy it is tomorrow.