Thoughts on a trip:
Everyone in Canada believes, apparently, that “the poor” in America cannot get healthcare of any kind. None of them have any idea what “the poor” constitutes, nor why they wouldn’t avail themselves of, for instance, medicaid.
All the canajans I met who pay the big wads of cash for scrips are not aware of a: the DRUGS U NEED AT ROXXORS BOTTOM PRICES WITHOUT A Pr3ZcrIPZhUN!!!supposedly available through canadian pharmacies to specially selected US citizens, and b: the special pricing at Walmart Pharmacies, because supposedly the special pricing is not available in Canada. I cannot confirm this, but at least one of my relatives is paying in the forties for the same BP med I get for $4 a month. Don’t get it.
The wife has the paperwork in hand to cement her relationship with the Ontario Metis. She is third generation, grandmother on her mother’s side. Metis is basically the “mutt” of Native North American. Many people who fall under that name in Ontario are Ojibway/French or Ojibway/Scots, which is the group we think the Ogwife belongs to. Anyway, she gets status it won’t let her fish without a license, or live tax free, or get cheap cigarrettes, it’s just a placemarker for her heritage. I’m well pleased she’s doing this, for her sake, and for the sake of our daughter. I now have at least one blood relative who can prove her ancestors lived here before all us krauts and micks and wops and polacks showed up and started frying greasy sausage and having sex with locals, gophers, and cattle.
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gophers? One even wonders where that came from. Sheep, Cattle and Chickens, but gophers?
“paying in the forties for the same BP med I get for $4 a month. Don’t get it. ”
I can’t afford one more democrat.
They cost too much.
Gophers: what did you think prompted this?
You don’t think settlers fucked gophers? Explain Al Franken, then.
Gophers? You Easterners are stranger than I thought; around here the Paiutes and Goshutes used to eat gophers. The Mormon pioneers didn’t have time for gophers, they were too busy with all their wives.
Og, you left out the limeys. We’re the most annoying immigrant group of all! Although I too am at least partly Native American.
Or as I put it in politically incorrect circles, I’m more Native American than Ward Churchill. Just because I have a great grandmother whose maiden name was Little Bear.
We’ve already given the whole household Indian names. The dog, for instance, is “poops on leash”. The daughter is “Runs with scissors”. I can’t say the wife’s.
I tagged a gopher once/three times/for an entire month, but I was drunk, so that doesn’t count. The pigs on the other hand…
Hey, I went high class all the way, while overseas. If ya’ll are ever up to visiting Iceland, and happen to hear some sheep bleating which sounds kinda off … listen a bit closer, they are not going “baaaaaaa”, they are going “daaaaaady”. You can have your gophers and pigs and such. I was always a sucker for an embraceable Ewe!
“embraceable Ewe!” Ewwwwwwwww