Thursday, March 10, 2005


Here's a story that's even sadder (read: funnier) than the man who rented a hot-air balloon to propose to his sweetheart this past Valentines Day and crashed into the ocean. The rescue footage showed the man and woman swimming in opposite directions. Presumably one of them knew he/she was swimming away from land....

Not only is this guy deported, has a criminal record in Canada (where you can smoke pot and marry your grandmother. Or cat!), lost all of his fingers and half of his toes, but when it was all said and done, he only traversed seven kilometers. One hundred hours to walk seven kilometers across the frozen landscape of love! (That's less than 4.5 miles!)

I'm thinking staying put is not such a bad idea afterall....

Great quote regarding Canada, though:
He didn't really know that there could be any place on earth this ... inhospitable.
It reminds me of something from Matt Groening's earlier work: "Love is a snowmobile racing across the frozen tundra, flipping suddenly and pinning you underneath. At night, the snow weasels come."

Thanks to Abstract Sheep for bringing this inspirational story to my attention.


  1. It gives Nazareth's lyrics for "Love Hurts" a completely different meaning:

    Love hurts, love scars,
    Love wounds, and marks,
    Any heart, not tough,
    Or strong, enough
    To take a lot of pain...

    will simply end up with delusions, maimed, and possibly thrown in the slammer.

  2. i thought the "inhospitable" part was rather funny myself. of course, i've never been to manitoba in the winter. southern ontario is bad enough, thankyouverymuch.

    it's really not THAT bad up here. we canadians tend to have a very dark, sarcastic sense of humour. it helps.