The night I almost lost my varmint

Posted in photos on October 19, 2014 by JonH

IMG_5668Geez, kids don’t always listen. Mine ran away from me a couple of minutes after we left the park and nearly caused me a minor heart fibrillation…scratch that…major heart fibrillation.

It was dusk and the evening went quickly from being relaxing to ominous. I couldn’t find him for what probably amounted to three minutes, but it felt like the road fell out from under me. Thought I was going to vomit.

Rest easy, though. I found him him wandering around his school half a block away. Whew. Don’t tell his mom…

Here’s some pics I shot before he zipped away:

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Edmonton on the afternoon of June 24, 2013

Posted in Editorial on June 25, 2013 by JonH

Took the day off yesterday to take care of my sick wife and youngest son. After visiting the doctor and getting antibiotics for everyone (third round for Augger–damn persistent ear infection) I went for a little bike ride down by the river valley.

The bike path in the valley is a beautiful patchwork of interconnected routes that go from the North side of 149 street heading east and crisscrossing the mighty North Saskatchewan river all the way to Hermitage park north. (The pathway actually extend from Terwillegar in Southwest Edmonton to Hermitage, but that goes beyond the valley.)

My friend Sheldon “the freakin’ bike riding machine” Smart took me for a little ride (at least that’s what the sadomasochistic bastard called it) through part of the valley and up many hills. The paths were dry when we went out on Saturday, but he sent me this photo of a chunk of the path that was overrun with water the day after.

Where'd the path go?

Where’d the path go?

It blew me away how quickly the water rose. Here some shots I took of the same area yesterday.

hmm, kind of muddy

hmm, kind of muddy


another random cyclist try to stay clean.

another random cyclist try to stay clean.

I didn’t go much further than this, but I did manage to do a few hills with some gorgeous scenery, which, of course, I didn’t take any pictures of.

To finish off my ride I took a little chew over to my buddy Neil’s house. He wasn’t home, so I thought I should take a few shots of the things around his house just to keep his neighbour’s wondering.

pretty flower that I suspect has been growing despite Neil's "green thumb."

pretty flower that I suspect has been growing despite Neil’s “green thumb.”

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My bike. Neil's house.

My bike. Neil’s house.

Outside my House

Posted in photos with tags , on March 26, 2013 by JonH

Cameras are cool because they help you to manipulate light and pull beauty out of the most mundane. Normally a very dirty time of year as the snow begins to melt, these shots were taken March 26 outside my house on a brisk Tuesday evening at 9:45.

Heading east down my alley.

Heading east down my alley.


North from the same point as above.

North from the same point as above. While not as pristine as the shot above the snow contrasted with the orange hue in both pics give off a nice comfortable feel. Kind of like a warm fire burning on a cold night, yo.


Right front of my house looking North.

Right front of my house looking North.


Scooching southwest towards the main drag.

Scooching southwest towards the main drag.


Looking South toward 118. The lights from the previous shot belong to this bus.

Looking South toward 118. The lights from the previous shot belong to this bus.

Woohoo, Hockey’s back! But the Feeling in my Extremities isn’t . . .

Posted in Editorial with tags , , , on January 13, 2013 by JonH

Shinny!

Shinny!


With the new NHL/NHLPA collective bargaining agreement recently ratified teams could finally get to down to the business of playing hockey; for the Edmonton Oilers, business started with a bit of community outreach, which was just as much a public relations move as it was a team building exercise.

Minus 13? Whatever.

Minus 13? Whatever.

Hundreds came out to see Captains Jordan Eberle and Taylor Hall lead their teams in a game that featured prominent Oiler prospects Nail Yakupov and Justin Schultz, grizzled vets Ryan Smyth, Ales Hemsky, and Sam Gagner (yup, you heard it right, grizzled) and a host of others like RNH, Magnus Paajarvi, Jeff Petry and Ryan Whitney.

Hall and Eberle face off

Hall and Eberle face off

While there weren’t any highlight reel goals or awe-inspiring moves, seeing Devan Dubnyk score a goal and celebrate by running his hand along the ice before raising it into the air, and Darcy Hordichuk rubbing Laddy Smid out along the hay bale boards were pretty good.

Hordichuk following through on his check

Hordichuk following through on his check

Overall minus 13 isn’t too cold, but when you’re standing around for an hour in the snow it certainly starts to feel a little crisp. Thankfully the Edmonton Oilers put on a good show and entertained everyone who took the time to come out and see them play.

Happy Fans

Happy Fans

While the lockout certainly did a lot to frustrate fans, it would seem the Edmonton Oilers have come a long way to being forgiven in the city they represent.

Corey Potter

Corey Potter feeding the fans


Sam Gagner: a grizzled vet

Sam Gagner: a grizzled vet


The newest Oiler weapon: Nail Yakupov

The newest Oiler weapon: Nail Yakupov

Showboating!

Showboating!

Good job, Oilers!

Good job, Oilers!

New Years Eve in Edmonton

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on January 1, 2013 by JonH

I saw 2012 out with a lot of walking. I made my way to Churchill Square for a brief visit. I didn’t see any bands, but there was a cool looking stage set up, and loads of kids running amok around some lights that were vaguely reminiscent of Miami Vice.

City Hall as seen from Churchill Square

City Hall as seen from Churchill Square

Great lights, no band. At least not while I was there.

Great lights, no band. At least not while I was there.

Feral children running around the Miami Vice light show.

Feral children running around the Miami Vice light show.

After a brief hang with the locals, I meandered up 124 street for a stroll. Although activity on the street itself would indicate evidence to the contrary, it’s nice to see 124 starting to show signs of life: three of the restaurants along the strip between 107 ave and 108 ave were buzzing with activity.

A few vehicles, but not a lot of pedestrians on 124 street

A few vehicles, but not a lot of pedestrians on 124 street

The best place to be, however, was back home where the Aug was sleeping soundly with his mom.

A couple of houses over, they really get into the spirit.

A couple of houses over, they really get into the spirit.

Happy New Year!

Ride to Conquer Cancer

Posted in Editorial with tags , on December 27, 2012 by JonH

Training for the 2013 Enbridge Ride to Conquer Cancer begins today.

Why today? Well, I need to start losing my Christmas belly, and it seemed like as good a time as any. I’ve got work to do.

The plan is to lose 27 pounds by June 1. That’ll bring me down to 185 lbs. This seems like a reasonable weight to carry over 200 kilometres.

I’m hoping to blog about my efforts to get there.

Anyhow, check out my Ride to Conquer Cancer page and help out if you can with donations, advice, and/or comments.

http://bit.ly/Ynb2fc

Go get 'em, pops!

Go get ’em, pops!

The Cabin in the Woods

Posted in Review on May 8, 2012 by JonH

You’ve probably heard by now that Cabin in the Woods isn’t your typical horror movie. Sure it’s got all the elements of one of horror’s most graphic subgenres (the slasher–teens on a weekend getaway, an isolated location, booze o’plenty and a crazy local), it also throws a heavy dose of what you don’t normally expect to see in a movie of this ilk: a good story.

The movie opens with two middle-aged normal looking fellas working inside some sort of bunker. People are all around going about what appears to be business as usual. Nothing seems out of the ordinary or untoward. The two men are exchanging witty banter with one another and playfully poking fun at a female colleague with quips about how the chemistry department always seems to muck things up. Their nonchalant behaviour and talk piques your curiosity. What are they doing? Where are they? Lurking suspicion that something’s not quite right is confirmed as the title pops onto the screen with a blast of ominous music.

The Cabin in the Woods centres on a group of five college friends heading out of town for the weekend. Although, each member of the group doesn’t start out as such, they soon come to represent an archetype of sorts: the jock, the brain, the slut, the stoner and the virgin. The depiction of how they become like this adds an interesting twist on why people always do the dumbest things in horror movies.

While I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s genre defying, it sure is clever. Humour figures predominantly into the movie, but at no time is it ham handed. It all fits in some weird sort of unconventional way. And most intriguing is the idea at the heart of the movie that all of what’s going on is part of a much larger conspiracy. “I almost found myself rooting for her, ” said one character as another is being bludgeoned to death. The movie depicts callous inhumanity juxtaposed with a greater purpose, but I can’t give that away. Suffice to say, in the age-old tradition of many cultures across this big blue planet, the end justifies the means.