Sunday Chuckle

Sunday Chuckle: Adventures in Customer Courtesy

I found this old VHS tape in the stockroom at work a long time ago, and forgot about it.  Fortunately, Facebook remembers!  You gotta admit, the cover is hilarious.


Sunday Chuckle: Careful With that Lightsaber, Eugene

I’m really, really glad that toys come with warnings such as this.  If they didn’t I’d probably be in a lot of trouble.

Sunday Chuckle: Office Christmas with Axes and Bitches

I don’t know what kind of workplace books Max the Axe and Nancy Vicious and the Nasty Bitches for their office Christmas party!?  The kind I want to work at, obviously.  Here’s Max’s lead singer Uncle Meat with the lowdown.

Sunday Chuckle: Urinals

We had a urinal down at work.  For a short time, men had to do their business exclusively in the stalls.

Overheard in the stall next to me:

“Pissing in toilets is bullshit!  This ain’t right.”

I hear ya, man.  I hear ya!


Sunday Chuckle: Rick Likes Pancakes

If you’re a fan of Rick and Morty, then you know Rick Sanchez likes pancakes.  I appreciate that, in a recent episode, Rick is seen using Canadian maple syrup, so I thought I’d share that with you.

Some pancakes wisdom from Rick Sanchez:

“Now if you don’t mind, I have pancakes waiting for me at home; they’re about to reach that critical syrup absorption point that turns the pancake into a sticky paste.”

He’s 100% right!  There is a critical window that pancakes must be consumed in.  Rick knows!


Sunday Chuckle: In Your Obit


Sunday Chuckle: Radio Mission Accomplished Face

RECAP:  Visions In Sound – The Black Hole on 98.5 CKWR

To those of you who tuned in:  thank you!  Sorry to Holen MaGroin for not reading your email on the air.  I couldn’t quite figure out how to work “I wish I could ask about The Black Hole, but I’ve never seen it, Disney sucks ass, Fuck ’em,” into the discussion.

Thanks Rob Daniels for having me, and to Jason Drury for awesome insight and comedy relief. (Ernest Borg-ninny.)

I was doing research all week, including watching lectures from Neil DeGrasse Tyson and other scientists about black holes.  Neil DeGrasse Tyson is a harsh critic of the film, incidentally.  I was glad to have worked this into the discussion.  Due to the sheer amount of research I did, I was overprepared and hyped to go.

I always take a nap before the show, which used to air at 12:30 am.  Well, I hadn’t been on Visions In Sound for a while.  I woke up at 11:50 to have my coffee and a bite to eat.  Then my phone rang.  It was Rob and they were about to go live!  Turns out the show was back to the 12:00 am slot.  Whoops!  I hopped in the car and drove down to CKWR which happens to be only 10 minutes away anyway.  I made it in just in time for my introduction, and that’s including having to stop for a R.I.D.E. check on my way!  Thank you to the local boys in blue, always doing a fantastic job keeping us safe on the road.

Among the myriad subjects discussed, one of the most interesting to me included Rob’s topic, the blaster beam.  I’d never even heard of it before, but I have absolutely heard it before.  It’s an integral part of the soundtrack to Star Trek: The Motion Picture, which I am intimately familiar with.  I thought that what I was hearing was a guitar.  Turns out it’s a bizarre 15-foot long beam of stainless steel with strings and pickups.  You can hear it readily in The Black Hole (music by John Barry), and now I know what it really is.

We also talked a bit about the toyline (available by mailing in UPC codes found on cereal boxes).  We couldn’t ignore the elephant in the room, which is the bizarre ending to a so-called “children’s film”.  In this visually stunning abstract sequence, the villain Dr. Reinhart (Maximilian Schell) embraces and merges with his robot minion called Maximilian (no relation).  Reinhart finds himself trapped in Maximilian’s shell (pun intended) ruling over a hellish landscape.  Wild-eyed and helpless, Reinhart is punished for the evil he inflicted.  Meanwhile our surviving heroes, including robot V.I.N.CENT. (Roddy McDowell) experience a wild ride including visions of a heavenly cathedral and a floating angel.  They then emerge in a brand new universe, to triumphant swells of Barry’s score.  This raises numerous questions about the film’s message on heaven, hell, morality, mortality, the soul, artificial intelligence, and more.

Thanks again to Rob for having me.  I am currently planning to be there for his 1000th episode a few weeks from now, and his Rise of Skywalker special the following week.

This episode can now be streamed at Visions in Sound, just click the link right here.



Sunday Chuckle: Kanye’s Konference

Please welcome Kanye West to his first appearance on the Sunday Chuckle!  A man of priorities.


Sunday Chuckle: Philip Anselmo meets “Lips” (GUEST SHOT)

Guest shot by Max the Axe’s Stunt Double.  Who, apparently, could also be the stunt double for Lips from Anvil.



Phil Anselmo meet and greet in Hershey, Pennsylvania. As soon as I walked up, he told me I looked like Lips from Anvil. The greatest compliment I could have ever received! After all the pictures were taken, everyone took a group shot. I quickly showed him a picture of me and Lips together. He shouted “DUDE ITS HIM AND LIPS, HE LOOKS LIKE LIPS!” That alone was worth every penny.

Celebrative Sunday: Remembering Dave

It’s been a tough week, so no chuckles today.  Besides, there is something else I’d rather talk about.

It was 10 years ago today that we lost Dave.

Dave (he wouldn’t let me call him “Mr. Rutter”) was a unique human being.  He’s the only person I’ve ever met that nobody ever said a bad word about.  People talk of his generosity, his love of sports, friends, and family.  If he had any flaws, they were a secret he took with him.  He was very special.  And he was Jen’s dad.

We didn’t see it coming.  He just went in his sleep.  It was peaceful, but not for us.  To say we are still feeling the effects of his loss would be an understatement.  Jen was a daddy’s girl, a precious princess with a dad who was always willing to go easy when she was bad.  They spoke their own language.  To see the two of them with a plate of chicken wings, talking about sports…I couldn’t even follow what they were on about.  They were best friends.  The phrase “two peas in a pod” was never more applicable.  The hole he left in her life is immeasurable.

But here we are 10 years later.  I don’t know how we made it, especially given the losses that followed.  The family that Jen grew up with is gone.  Fortunately my family have taken her in as if she was blood.  We couldn’t have survived this without the support of them, and Jen’s Ottawa family.  In a way, it feels unfair and cruel that Dave had to go so soon.  I barely got to know him.  On the other hand, it’s a blessing that we had Dave at all.  Not many people can say they have a Dave in their life.

He loved his sports (any sport you can name, he knew something about), he loved classic music, driving, antique books, and coffee.  He loved “Mum” and she’s with him now.  They were always meant to be together forever and now they are.  We miss them both.  He was a really special guy and I wish you had a chance to meet him.

Dave drove a delivery van for a living, and the last van he drove only had a tape deck.  So, I gave him a bunch of my old cassettes to listen to.  One was a collection of Beatles EPs that I copied from the Compact Disc EP Collection box set.  From that set, and for Dave, here is “Drive My Car”.