Well I have turned 29 years old today. Who thinks 29 is old. Many years ago I had a Jon Casey hockey card when he was at his peak. I remember thinking, “he is 29?! Not much point in cheering for him, he hasn’t got much left.” Lousy childhood memories…
Wendy, the boy, and I are heading to Moose Jaw later today to visit the legendary Dennis and Wilda Camplin and to see Casino Moose Jaw. If one was looking for evidence of casino planning gone wrong, they need to look no further than the fact that the “city” of Moose Jaw has a casino.
Wendy got me a 64mb card for my digital camera and some rechargeable batteries for my birthday, the dog got me a camera bag, Mark got me some Rolling Stone’s tunes and of course, Ozzy came Sunday night along with a great picture that is a tribute to my stupid relatives. Jeb and Sharla got me the moved beloved movie in Canadian history, Slapshot. I am spending the day heading to Moose Jaw and taking pictures. Blogging will be light today.
