Doing the Can-Con

I need to write something, don't I? Instead of just enduring this post-vacation distraction and, it must be said, mild apres-holiday depression.

Ten days elsewhere, visiting my friend Smidgen in Ottawa, first, and attending Bluesfest, then on to Niagara-on-the-Lake and the Shaw Festival. With a lot of lovely friendship, poutine, Korean barbecue, shopping, Group of Seven paintings, ice hockey, al fresco dining by the Gatineau River in Wakefield, Quebec, and driving and drinking (but not at the same time) in between. Too bad it had to end.

But . . . I don't feel like writing about it all quite yet. So I won't, and, instead, will just torment you with a few videos that should keep us both in that Canadian State (er, Province? Dominion?) of Mind for a while longer.

Besides, under law, I'm told that 35 percent of all blog postings must feature Canadian content. Just following the rules.

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The immoral majority

Fresh from The Onion newsroom (sensitive-nature alert: language and imagery may be a tad offensive to you):


'No Values Voters' Looking To Support Most Evil Candidate

Really, though, the no-values voters have had a highly successful president for the last eight years. Time to give someone else a chance to scrape bottom.

Meet Tim Winni

Change is good.

Blogtucky is now 2-1/2 years old. As I do so often in life as I near the 3-year mark of anything, I feel the need for a shake-up. Thus, I've changed the name of this blog to, simply, Bothered and Bewildered in Blogtucky.

The formerly "bewitched" part had always sounded a little too precious for my tastes, a little too "he listens to showtunes" (which I don't) or "he fancies himself a modern-day Samantha Stevens" (hardly; I would have kicked the dueling Darrens to the curb years ago).

I debated taking the title further, renaming the blog Bebitched, Bothered, and Bewildered, because, let's face it, that is my chief emotional response these days, being a bee-yatch. ('Cause I'm so good at it, that's why.) Then again, I'd really like to name it something completely un-blog-related, much like my friend, the Sin City Flake, did with her as-yet-to-be-acted-upon blog, Rejected Zen. So Bothered and Bewildered will have to suffice for now, until I can come up with something catchier or just get totally bored and need to do something, anything, to keep me engaged in my own writing life.

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Speaking of precious, my former moniker Raplicious had become rather hackneyed-sounding, too. Sooo five years ago, which, come to think of it, is when it came about, thanks to some after-5 pm goofing around with my friend Snappymack at our old office in San Antonio.

So when I needed a new nom du blog, I returned to the source of my original incarnation and inspiration--La Snappy--who suggested "Tim Winni."

That Snappy's got a long, good memory. I had told her a story from last fall, about when I had been at a professional meeting in Central Pennsylvania, a region I had only recently left after working there for--wouldn't you have guessed it?--three years. At the meeting's luncheon, to my surprise, I was was singled out before the entire group as a special guest. "And now the man who needs no introduction . . . ."

Thus, Tim Winni was born--The (Ti) Man (M) Who (Wi) Needs (N) No (N) Introduction (I).

I felt like such a rock star at that moment, although admittedly a rock star well past his prime and one whose career was successful in some Far Rockaway of the entertainment world. In other words, at that momen, I was Estonia's answer to Elvis.

But so be it. Estonia's quite a lovely little country, at least the parts of it I saw way back in 1985. And Tim Winni makes for an excellent blog guise.

At least until I change it out again.