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Moose Capital

Well, the morning came and I went out to check the car…no dent, no dent, oh GOOD LORD I FOUND THE DENT! Right in the rear driver side wheel was the markings which looked like Santa’s sleigh had hit the Mazda as there was a streak of red within the dent. All in all, it wasn’t that bad (well, at least in my opinion. Ask the opinion of the person who paid the repairs!) and later that day, Vero and I headed up to Hearst.

Hearst was fine as we chatted for a bit and I got a nice thermos set from Vero’s parents. We then went out for Chinese Food (with toast! Only in Hearst!) which was an excellent meal. We then went over to Vero’s sister’s place to play some poker and enjoy some hot tub. I enjoy the company of the Cantin’s and I especially enjoy going over to Steve’s and Anne-Marie’s as there is always a good selection of music and always some form of wild game hanging in the garage. Steve and I have the same music tastes as well as the same stereo amp from back in the day so it is a sign.

I am glad that the hot tub had some walls around it this year as last year I thought I lost an ear to the cold -60 windchill. Alright, perhaps it wasn’t that extreme.

The next day didn’t consist of much at all as we arose from our slumber around noon and then we brought the car in for some body work. I am thankful that we managed to get it done in Hearst as it’s a heck of a lot easier when you actually know the person doing the job (as it was Vero’s Dad’s cousin) instead of bringing it to some random guy in Ottawa. Later afternoon, Vero’s step-mom’s family all showed up for some good spaghetti dinner and then they cheered me onto stage as I took my guitar.

We opened up the evening with some french song with Mr. Cantin on the accordian. While I can’t say I knew really what the song was about, it was meant to get people moving after a huge meal. After that was over (an excellent duet between Mr. Cantin and I with Anne-Marie and Vero dancing with everybody!). Unfortunately I don’t know any francophone songs so the family had to listen to a few English rockers that went over well. Vero’s cousin is auditioning for Canadian Idol sometime in the spring so she sang Drove All Night (or something to that effect – Celine Dion covering Cyndi Lauper) which I managed to figure out after a few minutes of listening to the CD. Then they wanted me to sing Phantom of the Opera with her! I had no idea how to sing this song but no one could really understand why I couldn’t sing it. So I explained it in the following way:

Me (to her cousin): Well…let me put it to you this way…can you sing Stairway To Heaven for me right now?
Cousin: No.
Me: Well, that’s exactly how I feel about Phantom of the Opera!

After a good laugh, Vero’s uncle and I attempted to sing along with her cousin on the Phantom and can say that we didn’t do too bad. In fact, I may in fact be leaving my job to become a full-time Phantom.

All in all, I heard I rocked the socks off of the Cantin clan which was nice to hear as I didn’t know if they would appreciate the English tunes. However, in my ignorance, I should realize that English tunes are still heard throughout the North and just because you are Francophone, doesn’t mean you live in a shoe.

After the night died down, Vero and I watched the Maurice Richard movie which was excellent. I highly recommend it. I thought it was strange that it didn’t follow his entire career in the NHL though. It ended with 5 years to go. Perhaps a sequel?

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Crashes with Boxes


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I believe I went to lunch with Dana and Mike on this day over at Greco’s and had some excellent pizza. Ended up seeing Aimee there which was a welcome surprise. I don’t tend to visit some of my old friends from Kap who still live there when I arrive home for the holidays. Years ago, that was the only thing I wished to do. Now, all I want to do is hang out in my parents house and decompress from the year.

Boxing Day was a bust in Kapuskasing but not so much online. I truly enjoy the fact that I can order items online nowadays and not have to be in a physical store. I ended up ordering all four collector’s sets of James Bond movies at $46 a pop from Best Buy. This was a definite savings over the regular $70 price tag I saw before Christmas. I figured I couldn’t pass it up. So…there may be a resurection of Nights of Bond coming soon.

The rest of Boxing Day was spent with Vero who came back up from Hearst for the night which was nice of her. She also stayed in town for the Legion night which was a great inspiration. Thanks Vero! We ended up exchanging our gifts which scored me a great original painting by her, and some other goodies such as a voice recorder so I can document my thoughts/song ideas. 2007 is the year of song for Ryan. We ended up playing some Scene It but alas, there was only Dad and I against an army of women so we lost that night.

Around 11:30PM that night, we got a phone call which was odd. It was Vero’s dad and I automatically thought something awful must have happened. After she talked with him, she told me that he had hit my car and she never noticed when it was in Hearst (Vero had borrowed my car). Realizing that a car is definitely better than a death in the family, I decided that the dent would still be there in the morning and I would take a look then.

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Dancing The Night Away



Ah, Christmas. The day of goodness which comes in the form of a wrapped box. Christmas Day was fun with Nanny around as I used her as a wrapping paper disposal unit by throwing wrapping paper at her all morning long. I also entertained in a rendition of how and old guy would dance with her (as seen above). I got a good spread of items including a great selection of clothing items from Mom and Nanny’s pickings. It’s always good to see that people enjoy the gifts I got them. However, Dad just told me last night that the Band of Brothers set that I bought him was already lent to him and he had seen it already. However, he assures me that he doesn’t remember a thing. Sometimes loss of memory has its advantages! 😉

The day passed by at a crawl and I awaited the goodness which was the heavenly bird from above. No, we aren’t talking about an ostrich here, we’re talking about the turkey dinner. Mmm boy. It was an excellent spread this year and the Konopelky’s brought over another bird which was a gift over the next week as I picked at the leftovers. It was a fine meal and we ended the meal with a little viewing of National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation – this movie never gets old for me. By far my favourite Christmas movie of all time.

After the movie, we started playing Maureen’s copy of Scene It where we pitted the guys vs. the girls. Without a doubt, the gentlemen won both games and we will not hear any complaints of how the guys team ended up recruiting three additional members during the course of the night. We allowed the girls to borrow Kevin “Martha” Stewart for awhile. Scene It is a pretty fun game and I think I would like to try the other editions. I ended off the night heading over to Jeff’s parents place with Kevin, Maureen and John for a little karaoke action. It was unfortunate that there really wasn’t much selection in terms of the songs we could sing. Jeff and I belted out a tear-jerking rendition of Unchained Melody.

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Arch-Bishops and Penguins

Not much happened this day other than meandering around the town picking up last minute gifts and hanging out. That night brought forth some excellent church time with the Arch-Bishop himself gracing us with his presence. I was very impressed to see someone of this stature hit up Kapuskaing for the second biggest night in Anglican life. I was dismayed to not see Dad and Mike’s name not in the bulletin under “Annual Appearances Tonight”.

After the service, we headed home where the Christmas Eve bash started up with me wrapping all my gifts. After an hour, I headed out into the grand gathering down in the basement while tormenting Nanny for awhile. I do enjoy a good torment towards her. It shows her that I love her. After chatting it up with a bunch of folk, the night descended into a calmness and I must admit that I was glad to not hear someone call out for me to play some guitar at that point as I was quite comfortable next to the fireplace!

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Legionnaires

Saturday morning we woke up and braved the outside wilderness which was covered in frozen rain. I was not impressed but once we hit the roads, it was clear sailing. Thanks to Mike who managed to change my much needed to be changed wiper blades! They were beautiful on the way up. The trip was uneventful other than getting passed by Danny and Carol in their van with some red-headed fury hanging out of the window. Also, the great iPod challenge occurred in the car near the end of the trip which was excellent. It consisted of two categories until we ran out of time: best guitar solo, and cheesiest song. Oh wait, there was also the ‘most rocking song ever’ challenge which Mike clearly won with Crazy Train.

After hanging out with the parents and Nanny (who had trekked up to the North for Christmas) we headed out to the Legion that night to grab an early table. I had never been to the downstairs portion and was pleasantly surprised. Bruce’s band was excellent and the volume wasn’t too loud and the place was packed. I saw a few familiar faces and then during the break, they invited Mike and me up to the stage. After setting up everything, we started it off with Blind Melon’s Changes which went over well. Mike thought his mandolin solo could have been a little better but I thought it was a beaut.

During a small break, I commented on how only our table laughed at Bruce’s joke of how they accept requests but only on the back of a 5 dollar bill. I told everyone how I asked Mike why that was and he said that it was an old joke of his Dad’s. Everyone had a good laugh at that.

Then we head on into the Barenaked Ladies Brian Wilson which I had literally started playing a few nights before as per Mike’s suggestion. I do remember playing it with Troy a few years back, now that I think about it, but never really thought of it as one in my repertoire. I don’t know how describe the feeling of playing a new song, but there is an energy about it. There is more enjoyment in playing a song that is new and exciting to you, rather than an old one that has seen its day. So all cylinders were firing when we launched into the force which was Brian Wilson. I thought it came off pretty well even though I needed the lyric/music sheet as I had no idea how to play the song by heart by that point. At this point, we could have sit there all night long, but we knew that it was not destined to be and settled for one more song with Danny coming up to try his hand at guitar during Neil Young’s Heart of Gold.

Danny was a success! He was nervous (as he should have been!) at his first time in front of a giant audience like that and it went over well. I made have flubbed a chord change here and there during the song, but I’ve realized that the best musician is one that makes it look like there is no flub during the performance. Also, one must realize that these things happen and it’s just music, man! Enjoy the moment! Mike rocked the harmonica like no other, although he said he started to sweat when he saw the greatest harmonica player in Kapuskasing walk by him as soon as he started! I had a good laugh at that.

Thanks to Bruce for allowing us to take the stage that night! It was a moment we will never forget. PLUS, some of it is on video.

The night descended into madness with draft beer all around and meetings with old friends. Of special note was Angele who commented on my Sam Roberts shirt and mentioned how she was good friends with Matt Mays and the boys from El Torpedo. I was very excited to hear this and chatted with her for awhile about it. My favourite part of this conversation was the following:

Ryan (to Mike): Hey Mike! Angele knows Matt Mays!
Mike: Oh yeah? That’s cool. (not looking too impressed.)
Ryan: No man, she KNOWS Matt Mays! Like, actually knows the guy!
Mike: WHOA!? Really?

Ah…hilarity. My highlight of the night was definitely when there was enough rye pumped into Brent’s body to convince him to get up on the drums which he hadn’t done in public for the past decade. It was a great time and I’m sorry to see the band couldn’t whip into some Zeppelin for the guy. I could tell he got the itch back. Hopefully he pursues it!

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Sony/BMG Rootkit Problem

http://cdtechsettlement.sonybmg.ca/

Visit this website to discover if you purchased a CD from Sony/BMG that had some rootkit (malicious) software which installed onto your computer. They will replace your CD for free. I know that I have a few of them, and I know for a fact that Mike bought one and it could never import into his iTunes which he thought was awful. Perhaps the new copy will?

So do yourself a favour, take the holidays you have this coming week and fill out a form to get your CDs replaced!

What does this mean to you really? Well, if you put that CD into your computer and the CD installed a program on your computer, it may allow for a Bond villain to take over your computer and rule the world. No joke, we all know your computer can handle it.

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Merry Christmas! x2

Well, I don’t know why I have hesitation to send off my final report to Qualitative Research but I do. Something feels like it’s missing. I should just bite the bullet and send it off.

But this is good news on its own as I am now known as a FREE BIRD! Yowza! I’m pumped! As soon as I finished the bulk of it on Monday night I instantly was in the holiday spirit which I had thought I had lost but it’s here and I’m loving it! Loving it so much that I went a little overboard on gifts and had to return a few. Woops?

I am drawing a complete blank as to what the heck I was going to write here…I suppose I should wish everyone a Merry Christmas at this point as I will be hitting the road on Saturday morning to head up North. On the agenda is a little Legion action on the night of December 23, a sidetrip to Hearst for a few days, Wings and Beer night at the Losiers (excellent times!) and New Year’s Eve at the Centre. It will be a blast as it may very well be the last final appearance of Mr. Losier in a big venue. He’s going out with a bang! Perhaps he will have a reuinion tour.

To all those who haven’t got a card yet, have no fear, I either am still looking for your address or have completely forgotten about you.

Thanks for the wishes, cards, and gifts that I’ve been receiving and I send you and your families good wishes.

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Aunt Lois

Hey, check out the great article that appeared in the Kitchener/Waterloo Record! Good thing Gary sent it to me so I could save the $2.96 to read the article online! If anyone is wondering, as far as I know Aunt Lois and Gary are doing fine. Also in this article, is mention of Rosemary Armstrong, whom I don’t know who the heck that is, but I think they were trying to say Ruth Armstrong who is my Nanny. 🙂 I had a good laugh when I came across that part!

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That’s true love

Lois Laminger says her husband is one in a million, but Gary Laminger knows that her rare neurological disorder makes her one in three million

(Dec 15, 2006)

There are two special men in Lois Laminger’s life — one who has kept her alive, and one who makes her feel alive.

The former is Dr. James Gowing, a slow-talking medical sleuth who thrives on tackling seemingly insurmountable problems like hers.

The latter is a jovial romantic, Gary Laminger, whom the Kitchener woman met just before being diagnosed nine years ago with an extremely rare neurological disorder.

Called aceruloplasminemia, this fatal hereditary disease results in gross overloading of iron in the cells and organs of those who have it.

Due to a faulty gene carried by both of Lois’ parents, she lacks an enzyme in her blood plasma called ceruloplasmin, which transports iron out of the cells.

Gowing, a hematologist and oncologist at Cambridge Memorial Hospital, says only 30 to 40 cases have been reported since the disease was first described in 1990. No other cases have been reported in Canada. Typically patients die within 18 months. They usually come to their doctors with bizarre involuntary movements typical of those with Huntington’s chorea. Dementia also develops.

“By then it’s too late,” Gowing said.

The normally bubbly Lois was initially devastated when Gowing told her she had the killer disease at age 40.

He came up with a novel treatment which involves regularly infusing Lois with plasma from donors with a high level of ceruloplasmin. He also periodically removes iron-rich red blood cells.

The iron load in her heart and kidneys has returned to normal and has been lowered in her brain.

In the nine years Gowing has treated her, she hasn’t developed any neurological symptoms.

But her kidneys have failed. There’s no way to know if it’s because of the disease and treatment, since people without aceruloplasminemia also get her form of kidney disease, Gowing said.

Through it all, Lois has found happiness with Gary, the soul mate she met unexpectedly on the Internet and married in 2002. They share a love of laughter, teddy bears, angels, travel and the Boston Bruins.

“I’m at peace,” Lois said during an interview at their home. “I’ve never been happier.”

Her “guardian angel” Gary gave her his heart long ago.

On Wednesday he gave her his kidney.

Both were doing well yesterday at St. Joseph’s Health Centre in Hamilton where the transplant took place.

“He’s the most wonderful man in the whole wide world,” Lois said from her bedside phone.

“He doesn’t have to give me anything for Christmas.”

Gary, a postal clerk who works in Cambridge, loves surprising his sweetheart.

In 2002, he proposed to her on stage at a fundraising event sponsored by the city of Kitchener, for whom Lois worked as a customer service representative.

He was in the lip-synching contest and brought her on stage while he sang their favourite song, Lionel Richie’s Angel.

Seven months later, Gary surprised her again by inviting Gowing to their wedding.

The doctor’s gift was a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne.

The couple had met by chance on a chat line while Gary was living in Winnipeg.

He was planning a move to Kitchener for a fresh start after his marriage of 23 years dissolved.

Lois was also newly single after the end of a troubled 23-year marriage.

“I was not looking for a relationship,” she recalled.

He knew she was special the first time he heard her voice.

“I knew the laughter, I knew the happiness in her, how bubbly she was and the humour.

“I fell in love with and married an angel,” he said.

Lois said Gary came along at a time when she needed him most.

“He is a kind, loving, generous and funny man.”

The two shared Gowing’s champagne on their first anniversary. There was so much to celebrate; so much for which to be thankful.

Without Gowing, Lois is convinced she wouldn’t be around.

“He saved my life,” she stated. “I thank him every day.”

Gowing is an innovator. He was the first doctor in North America and the second in the world to try the anti-impotence drug Viagra on a young patient with pulmonary hypertension.

Wes Price, a 25-year-old from Cambridge, was just 19 when Gowing started treating him with Viagra for the disease which had killed his two sisters.

The active ingredient in Viagra has since been approved for hypertension treatment in Canada, the United States and Europe.

Earlier this year, Gowing presented Price’s case at a conference in Poland.

In August, he presented Lois’s case at a conference on movement disorders in Kyoto, Japan.

“Nobody in the world is doing what we’re doing,” Gowing said of Lois’ treatment regimen. “There was a lot of interest.”

Japanese researchers have estimated aceruloplasminemia occurs in only one in three million to one in six million people.

Gowing estimated only four or five people in the world are living with it at a given time.

Lois’ father died at age 50 of a heart attack. It’s not known if he had developed aceruloplasminemia.

Lois was sent to Gowing in 1997 with a diagnosis of hemachromotosis, a much more common and treatable iron-overload problem. He did a biopsy of her liver.

“She had about 100 times the normal amount of iron in her liver,” said Gowing. “I’d never heard of anyone that high before.”

He proposed something called a phlebotomy. His new patient was taken aback. She phoned her mother, Rosemary Armstrong, a retired nurse.

“He wants to do something that sounds like a lobotomy,” Lois relayed.

Armstrong laughed. A lobotomy is a long-discredited procedure which involves a crude cut into the frontal lobes of psychiatric patients. Phlebotomy removes blood, in Lois’ case to reduce iron-rich red blood cells. She began receiving phelbotomies weekly, then every other week.

But before long, she was anemic — deficient in iron.

“That was the clue,” said Gowing.

Lois’ problem was that she couldn’t move iron out of the storage areas in her cells.

Another treatment to remove iron, chelation, wouldn’t work because it doesn’t get into the cells, Gowing said.

The doctor went into detective mode, poring over existing research, of which there is little. He came up with the troubling diagnosis: aceruloplasminemia.

If Lois’ body couldn’t produce ceruloplasmin, was there a way to give it to her, Gowing wondered?

He contacted a London colleague who works with Canadian Blood Services and asked for donated plasma from donors with high levels of ceruloplasmin. Gowing then started infusing Lois with the plasma and before long, her iron levels started to drop.

Then in 2000, she was diagnosed with kidney disease. She ended up in hospital, where doctors also determined she had diabetes, which is a symptom of aceruloplasminemia.

Crushing fatigue forced her to give up her beloved job. She no longer had the stamina to continue her thrice-weekly workouts. The combination of inactivity and steroid drugs caused her to weight to soar from 123 pounds to her current 180 pounds.

Gary helped keep her spirits up. When she was well enough, they travelled and went to concerts. But by last April, her kidney function had declined to the point that she began dialysis treatments. She was told it was time to start looking for a live donor.

“I’m first in line,” Gary recalls telling her.

His own doctor warned that because of his weight, Gary wouldn’t qualify. But he was determined. He lost 41 pounds. His kidney function was excellent. He was a perfect match for Lois, in yet another way. “My mother calls him her hero,” Lois smiles.

Lois can never be sure what Gary will surprise her with next.

She returned home from a trip to her native Gaspé to find that he’d built her a cedar log bed, just like one they’d slept in on their honeymoon in Tennessee. In preparation for the kidney transplant, he surprised her with a website (http://billyraebob.bravehost.com) to update family and friends.

The site’s guest book has drawn well-wishers from around the world. In moving tributes, admiration flows for the pair’s strength and good humour.

Lois said laughter has a lot to do with their resilience.

“And a positive attitude. You can’t worry about it or you will go crazy. We decided we were going to take whatever they throw at us and just go on.”

She and Gary come from close families and between them have five grown children and three grandchildren

“I could never give up,” Lois said. “I have too much to live for.”

Gowing is among Lois’ many admirers “She is a fantastic lady. She is very optimistic about everything. She takes life in her stride and gets on with it.”

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WHAT IS ACERULOPLASMINEMIA?

A rare genetic neurological disorder

Patients lack an enzyme in blood plasma called ceruloplasmin, which moves iron out of the cells

Iron overloads in cells and organs causing damage

Both parents must have defective gene

Symptoms can include diabetes, retinal problems, involuntary movements and dementia

Usually develops between ages 30 and 50

Estimated to occur in one in three million to one in six million people

Only 30 to 40 cases reported since disease first identified in 1990

Often fatal within 18 month.

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Mayoral Woes

Now, here’s a little note for Mike, who, if he managed to remember to vote, he would have voted for Larry O’Brien and I want to hold that above his head for the next four years (mayoral terms are 4 years, right?)

So, first of all, he ends up kiboshing our beloved O-Train. No wait, before that, he accepts a pay raise. May as well get the raise before starting the hard work right? Ya have to get primed to give it your all while being mayor! I personally work better when someone pays me up front with a beer. “What’s that, you need a lawn mowed? Pass me a beer and I’m on it!”

One of his election promises was a zero tax hike. Now, let’s be honest here Palmer’s World readers. When someone is running for any sort of office, you should be smart enough to know that they can’t guarantee anything. I almost feel bad for these unsavoury rogues spewing out “No tax hikes!” “Food for the starving!” “Wii’s for all the 30-year old children this Christmas!” when they don’t know what the heck is going on in the accounting side of things. Look at our beloved Premier McGuinty. Who would have thought that once he got in there, he realized there was something he didn’t know about and so he couldn’t hold some election promises? (citation needed)

So, on one hand, I feel people are stupid if they actually vote for someone because they scream ‘no tax hike!’, but at the same time, politicians should know better to take advantage of the stupid people out there. If you are one of those people I am blatantly calling stupid, please do the following research for me:

Take a look at any sort of office that people run for and determine how many election promises the winner keeps for…let’s say the past 3 terms. I’d be interested in finding this stuff out! Clearly, if the election promises never pan out, then we all know that I can run for an office of some sort next time around and have a sweet four years of my life collecting some great cash. I wonder if there is a vote of no-confidence in town hall? Then we’d have an Emperor running amuck and we don’t want that.

That’s Palmer’s “Factually Devoid of any Sources” Rant du jour. Here’s to Mike who is now trying to squirm his way out of the whole Larry O’Brien voting thing by saying “Well, yeah, but I didn’t know he was going to accept a raise as soon as he got in office! Good thing I didn’t vote!”

Good thing indeed. 😉