La catastrophe de l'ouragan Katrina sur la Nouvelle-Orléans,
le 29 août, 2005.

A nos cousines et cousins, les Cajuns, à la Nouvelle Orléans :
L'Acadie est de tout coeur avec les familles durement touchées par cette tragédie. Mes plus sincères condoléances, aux familles et aux amis des victimes. Bon courage à tous !

Saturday

The movers were awful!! Two young guys, inexperienced, slow as hell... I'm pretty sure they were taking cigarette breaks everytime they took a load downstairs. How else would you explain not seeing them for 20 minutes at a time? But at least at the end, I got my stuff to the new place. Perhaps a few bumps and scratches to some of my furniture. But looking at the bright side of things, I now live alone! No more hillbillies as roommates.

Doritos 'Dill-icious'
These chips, although unsuccessful at creating the dill thing, aren't really that bad. I just didn't think, "dill pickle" when I bit into them. I thought they tasted more like a slightly sour version of their Cool Ranch chips. I wasn't really sure how they were going to pull off dill pickle nacho chips; honestly, I couldn't figure out why, either. Now, I'm no culture expert, but what do dill pickles have to do with Mexican food? Must be some strange food fad again. And now I'm hooked! Love 'em!!!

Je suis acadien.

Chu pas su mes stamps ou su le welfare,

chu pas un pêcheur de coques,

chu pas n'en plus analphabet ni illettré.

Y'a pas de fromage su mes poutines,

pi ma poutine et pas un président russe.

E'je vie pas dans une p'tite shack en bois.

E'je vas pas au travail su la 20, su la 40 ou su la "401"...

E'je prend le chemin du Fond d'la Baie,

le chemin d'la côte ou le vieux Shediac road.

J'ai pas de besoin d'une bavette ou des outils compliqués

pour manger mon houmard. J' le rouve moi-même,

j'le mange avec du pain frais pi d'la diet Coke!

J'écoute pas Patrick Bruel, Pierre Lalonde ni Nana Mouskouri. La vrai musique, à l'é faite par 1755, Bois-Joli, Zachary pi Daniel à Ola!

E'je shop pas aux Galleries de la Capitale ou ni au Centre Eaton

mais à la Place Champlain pi su Home Hardware.

E'Je parle pas le québequois ou le français de France.

Moi chu trilingue - e'je parle le chiac, le francais pi l'anglais.

E'je dis Co-congne pas Co-cagne!

J'ai ma propre univarsité pi mon propre drapeau!

Mes héros s'appellont Antonine, Ti-Louis pi Roméo!

Chu fier de ma langue, mon heritage pi ma culture!

Worriez pas vos brains même si on peut sortir le gars de l'Acadie on sort pas l'acadien du gars! Le Grou Tyme c'est le 15 aout! Pas le 24 juin ou le 14 juillet!

I am Canadian et Acadien en même temps!

En Acadie la Sagouine à son propre pays, Bouctouche à sa dune

et on à notre propre étoile!

Je m'apelle Christian à Ronald à Eugène à Maxime à Jude et

I AM ACADIEN!

Bonne Fête à tous les Acadiennes et Acadiens !

JOKE OF THE DAY:

A monkey is sitting in a tree smoking a joint when a lizard walks past and looks up and says to the monkey, "Hey! What are you doing?" The monkey says "Smoking a joint, come up and have some." So the lizard climbs up and sits next to the monkey and they share a few puffs.

After a while the lizard says his mouth is 'dry' and is going to get a drink from the river. The lizard is so stoned that he leans too far over and falls into the river. A Crocodile sees this and swims over to the lizard and helps him to the side, then asks the lizard, "What's the matter with you?" The lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting smoking a joint with the monkey in the tree, got too stoned and then fell into the river while taking a drink. The crocodile says he has to check this out and walks into the jungle, finds the tree were the monkey is sitting, finishing a joint.

The Crocodile looks up and says "Hey!"


The Monkey looks down and says....


Fuuuuuuuuck..... Duuuuuuude.....how much water did you drink?!!"

This joke is too funny!

public washroom joke