Bigfoot Sighted in Butterfield Park:

Here's my impression of Julia Childs..."Helloooooooooooooo"...work with me people, work with me.

As usual the Sarge and I went out on our little adventure this morning, walking through the hills and listening to the sounds of the birds singing and me wheezing! Trust me, it's a sight to behold. Part of our routine is to go into Butterfeild Park (Sarge calls it Butterball Park...she's laughing with me right?) and do our push ups and various other little movements of torture. This morning we did a new exercise called the crab walk. I never liked crab and I sure didn't like the crab walk. The Sarge bellowed out the following instructions..."bend your knees, stomach in, back straight, butt out, arms in front, look up and smile, because you're a happy crab"! Somewhere in there I'm sure she used the words "dumb ass" as well, but maybe that was a neighbour yelling at me?! Anyways, by the time I got into this position i was already sweating! But we were not done, oh no, no, no. I then had to walk side step in that same position with my ass pointed to the street! In between side stepping and passing out while standing, I'm sure heard "dumb ass"
again. I was not a happy crab...I was Crommer the crabby crab! The things I have to do for beauty.

The Sarge happened to mention in her last blog about my gardening accident. Before she has the pleasure of telling the world what actually happened I'll tell you. Sunday afternoon I decided to tackle the jungle in my front yard. Everything was going well until I reached the very front garden...of course. I was leaning over picking the weeds when all of a sudden i lost my balance and went head first into the petunias! Apparently a faint quake was registered on the Rector Scale and calls were made to the police station. No fear folks, it was just me. Who ever said that weebles wobble but they don't fall down! That's BS, and no I didn't come out smelling like roses, they were petunias dammit!

This morning I was interviewed by two great lads, Joel Scott and Mike Cutting. One was from The Breeze and the other from The Star radio stations. Both were very supportive and wanted to keep in contact over the year to do some follow up interviews. I think that is great, the more exposure hopefully the more pledges! I told the guys they might have to work around when Oprah wants me...you never know.

Well, my lunch time is over and it's back to fighting crime, battling injustices and preserving the Canadian way of life. The quote for the day..." the only real diet: if it tastes good spit it out." Unknown.

signing off,
Dave