Friday, November 27, 2009

Metrotones and First Moncton United Baptist Choir Christmas concert tonight!



The popular Metrotones choir holds its annual Christmas concert tonight, along with the First Moncton United Baptist Choir. Unfortunately (for us... fortunate for them), it's sold out!

Thanks to my highly unpaid correspondent Walt Forsey for sending along another great report to Brian Cormier's Blogtastic World.

Community Christmas concerts are the best, aren't they? Really gets one in the holiday spirit!

Thursday, November 26, 2009

The secret to your success is deceptively simple

Hump Day
By Brian Cormier
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Moncton Times & Transcript
Editorial page

If you read last week's column, you may remember my lamenting that nothing momentous happened in the previous seven days, leaving me little choice but to whine and complain that everything was going relatively well. The result: nothing much to write about, except for the fact that I had nothing much to write about!

Karma's a funny thing, because whenever you challenge the universe to do something for you, it does. My message to the universe last week, then, was for something big to happen... something that would make a good column.

My column came out on Wednesday morning. Evidently, officials from the International Association of Karma Revenge Seekers (IAKRS) were reading the newspaper that day, because an urgent alert went out to the field to make sure that some momentous event would occur that would make it into this week's column. Secret agents were dispersed to cause mayhem where none previously existed. Shadowy figures lurked in hallways. Gremlins climbed through trees looking for some trouble to cause.

By Wednesday evening, the IAKRS had hatched their plan. Indeed, I would have something to write about this week. The thing about these pests, though, is that they don't care for whom they cause trouble. It doesn't have to be me, personally. Indeed, it can be someone close to me -- be they family, friends or work colleagues. Suffice it to say, the next time that I write a column complaining about a dearth of subject matter, everyone who's ever met me should pretty much hide in a cave somewhere or lock themselves in a bunker for the next week, preferably a bunker full of pillows to cushion whatever havoc comes their way.

Within about 12 hours of last week's column being published, my poor uncle, aunt and cousin -- who unbeknownst to me or them had been chosen by the IAKRS as the sorry targets for karmic revenge -- were driving through the city on the way home from an evening out when they were in a major three-vehicle accident resulting in two vehicles being written off, including theirs. Luckily, there were no serious injuries, justt some very shaken up people and lots of bruises.

After the ambulances, fire trucks, police and tow trucks had left the scene, there was not much evidence left behind that something bad had happened. Bruises eventually heal. Achy bodies eventually heal, too. The loss of confidence for driving can definitely take a hit, however. Already a nervous driver at the best of times, I urged my aunt to take the wheel again as soon as possible so that she didn't let the fear of another accident get the best of her. Like they say, once you fall off a horse, it's better to get right back on or risk never riding again.

Of course, that's easy for me to say. However, after a bad car accident years ago, I was back into a rental car within just a few hours. I had no choice. Quite simply, I needed to get around. Like my relatives, I was not in the wrong and was just an innocent bystander in a three-car pileup that left written-off cars and badly shaken drivers, but luckily no permanent physical injuries. Not having anyone else to drive me around, I was forced to get right back in the saddle as a matter of practicality.

Many people believe being afraid or nervous of something is something that 'happens' to us... something over which we have little or no control. Actually, being fearful is a decision. If one decides not to be fearful, you simply will not be. If you psyche yourself up to the point where just looking at a car is terrifying -- in the case of your reaction after a bad accident -- then the chances of ever driving again are slim.

You'd be surprised at how our own minds can limit our behaviour. Don't give this negative emotion more power than it deserves.

It's not just fear over which we have control, it's many other things -- in fact, most other things. Ever wonder why some people get rich while others remain poor? It's not luck. There's no magic formula. There's no secret potion conjured up by a witch over a steaming cauldron of lizard gizzards. Quite simply, the person who got rich decided to get rich. As simple as that is, it's also profound.

Whether it's hopping back in the saddle, getting behind the wheel of the car, or deciding to become rich, it's all up to you. The decision is yours.

We sometimes can't avoid adversity or accidents. They're part of life. Well, I take that back. We can indeed avoid these by staying home tied to a chair so that we never leave the house.

Pretty hard to get into trouble then, eh? Well, except if the house starts to burn down.

I wish more people realized how simply making decisions not to be scared, not to be nervous, or to get financially comfortable were things in our control.

I wish someone who's very successful would give a speech like this to a graduating class:

"Ladies and gentlemen, and members of the graduating class of the Brian Cormier Memorial Donkey Grooming School, I was invited here today to share with you my secret for success. How did I become so financially comfortable? How did I achieve my dreams? How did I get such a great life?"

"Well, my friends, I'll tell you how I became so successful. Here's the secret... the incredibly fascinating technique I used. Drum roll, please. Here it is: I decided to."

Whether it's a car, a horse, or life itself... just decide and you'll get back on track.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

One month to go 'til Ho! Ho! Ho!

Seems hard to believe, but the official one-month countdown is on to the arrival of Jolly Ol' St. Nick! Radio stations will be cranking out the Christmas tunes, the holiday parades will be in full swing and the malls will be packed! And we can't forget all those great traditional TV specials. Be safe and have fun!

This week's Hump Day column...

... is about our choices in life. We can choose fear, or we can choose success. We can choose rich, or we can choose poor. We can choose to accomplish, or we can choose to fail. We're not just marionettes on so-called celestial strings. We have choices... and we can make things happen.

Check out today's Hump Day on the editorial page of today's Moncton Times & Transcript, New Brunswick's largest-circulation newspaper.

If it's Wednesday, it's Hump Day!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Monday, November 23, 2009

Celebrity chef Paula Deen hit in face with ham

Celebrity chef Paula Deen was hit in the face today by an eight-pound ham while unloading them as part of her donation to a local charity organization. She used Twitter later to tell everyone that she was fine. "Y'all are so sweet, yes, I'm fine. Now get out there and give till it hurts (maybe not ham to the face hurts)"

Click here for a news article on the incident.

See the video of the incident below:



Is it just me, or does her hubby (with the beard at the end of the shot) not look terribly concerned?

Launch of the new Blues on the Boulevard DVD -- you need to buy this!!

Monday, November 30, from 7-8:30 p.m. at the Delta Beauséjour Hotel in Moncton. Don't miss the release of this awesome DVD starring the New Brunswick Youth Orchestra, Matt Andersen and Les Muses. A perfect Christmas gift!!

I attended the concert back in March and can't wait to get a copy so that I can relive the energy and magic in the room that night. It was incredible!

Click on the photo for a larger version.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

In memoriam: Marie Florine Sisk (1921-2009)

video

This is a memorial video for my friend Tammy Sisk's grandmother - Marie Florine Sisk (December 29, 1921 - November 4, 2009). It was created by Tammy's sister Kelly Sisk Matchett. Rest in peace.

SISK, MARIE FLORINE The peaceful passing of Marie Florine Sisk occurred Wednesday, Nov. 4, 2009 at the Sunnybrook Health Sciences Centre, Toronto, Ontario. Born in Rogersville, NB on Dec. 29, 1921, she was the daughter of the late Caroline Bourque and Onesime Aucoin. She was predeceased by her husband of 57 years, Arthur Sisk. She is survived by her 8 children, Morrill (Myrtle, Newcastle), Danny (Annette, Moncton), Brian (Juliette, Tracadie), Charlene (Don, Ottawa), Jane (Toronto), Perry (Mary Anne, Halifax), Carolyn (Brad, Fredericton) and Eric (Cathy, Barrie); 15 grand- children and 6 great-grandchildren as well as fond niece Joyce Longo (Winslow, Me). She enjoyed close relationships with her sisters-in-law Margaret, Anita and Odette and many long-time friends. Mom raised her large family during the time of no modern conveniences and remembered the introduction of many work saving inventions, her favourites being running water and the washing machine. She loved to cook and after school we were often greeted with the delicious smell of homemade bread or dessert for supper that night. And her wonderful chicken fricot! As Dad worked for CN, Mom moved many times throughout their marriage, no small feat with small children under foot. After his passing, she enjoyed the company of friends and family and was always ready for a road trip, especially if it was to the nearest Frenchy's. She spent her last year under the care of her daughter, Jane, and we are all thankful that Mom was able to stay at home for so long. Funeral services will be held at 12:00 noon, Saturday, November 21, 2009, St. Francis of Assisi Roman Catholic Church, Lincoln, NB. For those who wish, memorial tributes in Florine's memory may be made to the Canadian Cancer Society or a charity of the donor's choice.

Overheard at Wal-Mart

I went to Wal-Mart to do some shopping this afternoon. The crowds were crazy. I must have been insane to go, but I heard a few interesting things as I was walking around:

#1

Son: "I want a doggie for Christmas!"
Mother: "No! Isn't going to happen."

#2

Boyfriend to girlfriend: "If you ever got a nose ring, I'd attach you to the car."

#3

Cashier to me: "Oh no! The condoms fell off the display onto the floor again."

Cashier to me: "We found a vibrating condom in the toy section the other day. The people obviously liked toys, but not kids."

Cashier to me: "Sorry I'm so slow. I took my own cast off this morning. It was driving me crazy. Yeah, I snapped my wrist."