What the Rain, Drizzle and Fog?!?
This is the image showing for mid-afternoon on St. John’s's ( or is it St. John’s’ ? … or St. John’s's’s's?) Webcam. Rain Drizzle and Fog. Typical. I hope that camera is waterproof. St. John’s is certainly the place to test it.
In other news today, a Florida theme part has apologized to a St. John’s woman for asking her to put her tits away. She was breastfeeding in a public area and was approached by an employee who told her she needed to cover up or leave. C’mon folks, I know breast feeding is “natural” and people have rights to nourish their children in the way God, nature, and biology intended, but for God’s sake… get a room! I mean, pissing is natural too, but if I whipped it out and tinkled in the wishing well at the mall, I’d be arrested faster than you could say “shake more than twice and you’re playing with it.” Sure, the kid needs to eat, but, like, show a little modesty. There should be some sort of garment or blanket or something that can be used to allow this sort of thing in a public place while keeping the puppies out of direct view.
Meanwhile, smokers in Ottawa can face fines of up to $5000 for smoking within 30 feet of a bus-stop. Holy smokes! FIVE GRAND?!? Now, I’m not a smoker, but this is ridiculous. People are outdoors and they are not allowed to smoke? So… I’m waiting for a bus and I’ve got to take 15 paces that-a-way to have a puff? What if I’m just walking past a bus stop and happen to be smoking? Must I put it out, walk 60 feet and then spark it up again? I don’t know, though. It might make sense. After all, you wouldn’t want the breast-feeding mommy sitting on the bench at the bus stop to breath in that second hand smoke, right?
And now for something completely different: A new blond joke (at least new to me) from my pals over at Steel White Table.
Three blonds were walking in the woods one day. They saw a set of tracks and started to argue about what kind of tracks they were. One thought they might be deer tracks. Another was certain they were wolf tracks. The third blond insisted that they were rabbit tracks.
They were still arguing when the train hit them.
The conductor was breast feeding and didn’t notice them standing there.
