Organ donation: How You Can Get Involved

I now understand how important it is to have a signed donor card. Please take a minutes to help. Thousands of people die each year while waiting for organs to become available. In my opinion it's irresponsible and selfish to not participate.

Here are the details:

Ontario
In Ontario, you can show your intent to be an organ donor by carrying a signed donor card. Cards are included with new and renewed driver's licenses and available through theTrillium Gift of Life Network (call 416-363-4001 or 1-800-263-2833), at Ministry of Health and Long-Term Care offices and at some Ministry of Transportation offices. You can also register your wishes and have them linked to your health card with the Ministry of Health and Long-Term Care -- visit their website to obtain the Organ and Tissue Donor Registration Form.

Quebec
To indicate your willingness to donate organs and tissues in Quebec, obtain a free donation sticker and apply it to your health card. Stickers are available at CLSCs, hospitals or drugstores.

If you're outside these examples google "organ donation", or visit you local hospital for more details.

5 Things That Bug Me

1 - The media covering Jack Layton's sudden death - but not highlighting the need for cancer research

2 - Sitting on the subway in front of the subway map

(because it seems like everyone is looking at you)

3 - Street kids with pet animals

4 - Ingrown Toenails

5 - That no matter how hard I try - all of my foreign accents sound like Borat

Things life has taught me lately

1 - Wear the most unflattering clothes in your wardrobe to the gym. (You will work out harder and not pause to stare at yourself)

2 - Caffeine is a covert drug. Most of us are addicted to it.

3 - Surfing articles on the internet is not the equivalent to reading a book.

4 - Only when we are sick do we realize how fantastic a clean bill of health truly is.

5 - When you think negatively - sooner or later you will act negatively.

6 - Life is short for a reason.

limmerick

There was a young man from Lahore
Whose limericks stopped at line four.
When asked why this was,
He responded, “Because.”

Summer of 2000 Anthem

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
sparkled with broken glass.
I'm back with scars to show.
Back with the streets I know
Will never take me anywhere but here.
The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand,
the strangers whose faces I know.
We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say "I wanted it this way"
Wait for the year to drown.
Spring forward, fall back down.
I'm trying not to wonder where you are.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.
Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me:
a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires,
new words for old desires,
and every birthday card I threw away.
I wait in 4/4 time,
Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IgJ6soX18R8

Insomnia Inspired

On the cusp of saying something charming,

Moments before appearing as brave.

Awaiting another shining moment,

Whilst attempting to behave.

The world smiles for all who take the time to realize that they are being smiled upon.

Poetically Incorrect

Poetically Incorrect

I worry constantly about my bank balance, and yet I sneer at those who feed their families by making change.

I eerily stare at the homeless, and spend countless hours decorating to ensure my feeling of homeliness.

I owe nothing, though I have it etched in my conscience that the world owes me more opportunity, more options, and more attention. I am gravely disappointed when my self conceived expectations are neglected.

I fail to see the plan, and then afterwards I assure myself that I did not plan to fail.

I listen to the comments that I wish to hear - the compliments, the one liners - with full attention. I over-talk or tune out utterances that bore me, or those that I feel are less pertinent to my current situation.

I wander when I feel the need. Occasionally, I hurt those who deeply love me.

I play the hypocrite, the devils advocate, and the yes man where I see fit.

I believe that I am original, and singular. But reality shows that most of my actions are non-linear.

I expect too much of myself, and those around me. I recognize that I must realize needed change - before changing my station.

Or maybe I need to simply adjust my settings.

All of this is possible as I am still the holder of my remote.