3. (1) Notwithstanding any other Act or law, no person shall import, send, take or transport, or cause to be imported, sent, taken or transported, into any province from or out of any place within or outside Canada any intoxicating liquor, except such as has been purchased by or on behalf of, and that is consigned to Her Majesty or the executive government of, the province into which it is being imported, sent, taken or transported, or any board, commission, officer or other governmental agency that, by the law of the province, is vested with the right of selling intoxicating liquor.
Importation of Intoxicating Liquors Act
R.S.C., 1985, c. I-3
Tuesday December 17
Our buddy Amanda asked us if we could purchase two bottles of Stolichnaya – Razberi Vodka and send them to her in Ontario. She couldn’t find the Vodka in Ontario Liquor stores but they do sell the item here in BC. They were meant to be Christmas gifts for her parents (darn now they know…oops)
So we went out and bought two bottles of the stuff.
Then, Wendle went to the Post Office and guess what…you can’t mail booze from BC to Ontario. In fact, you can’t ship or transport any liquor, wine or beer across the borders of any provinces or territories (you mean none-of-it?)
What the heck was he thinking?
(um…’it isn’t my fault i was in a drunken stupor’?)
“King was a lonely man who had a deep need for affection, but he lacked social skills. As a result, he had few close friends. He looked to the world of spirits for comfort and guidance.”
looked to the world of ‘spirits’ for comfort…nudge nudge, wink wink)
(holy spectral son of sam Batman…the guy in charge gets advice from the ghost of his dog)
(you gotta be kidding me)
(how long ago was that?)
The ‘Second’ Winter Olympics are held, Ernest Hemingway’s ‘FATHER’ commits suicide,
Amelia Earhart is the first woman to fly over the Atlantic – as a passenger
(Oh look, she’s waving to Willy up in the Parliament buildings)
And why, after 85 years, have we still not rescinded this inane and stupid law…
(your answer here) ___________________________
With all of the guzzling our politicians do (and don’t try to pretend you’re not, you couldn’t utter so much ‘Bafun’ unless you were loaded to the gills), you’d think they would have led the charge to amend this long ago
Here’s two more globally delayed rules and regulations that we have noticed recently
– now that we’re living in BC, we have thirty days to change our vehicle permit and drivers license …but first, BC requires a driver’s abstract from Ontario. Ontario tells us that it’ll take five weeks to process that
– Wendle was asked if she’d like to work, at a local school, with a young person with special needs. To do that she needs a Criminal Records Search…but one particular to those working with children with special needs. It’ll take 120 Days to get that (are you kidding me…school is almost done in four months)
These of course are all minor beefs. Bureaucratic inconveniences. Right?
They may also be signs that our ships of business and state are being guided by guy’s like this guy
(no gramma, it’s not Rick Mercer)
Hey Guys…Don’t be This Guy!
“I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TV’s while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We know things are bad – worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, ‘Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.’ Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot – I don’t want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. You’ve got to say, ‘I’m a HUMAN BEING, God damn it! My life has VALUE!’ So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, ‘I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!’ I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell – ‘I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Things have got to change. But first, you’ve gotta get mad!… You’ve got to say, ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Then we’ll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: “I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”
Howard Beale, ‘Network’ (1976)
(thank you Howard)
Good night all
Moose and Wendle
Courtesy of ‘The Scarecrow’
‘2013 Free Christmas Meals List In Vancouver’
BC Liquor Stores – http://www.bcliquorstores.com/product/530766
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Costa Concordia Captain – http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2012/03/04/article-2109791-1204C389000005DC-693_638x405.jpg
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