
So the phone rings while I’m working out and I drop everything to answer it before the second ring because my little girl is napping. Of course, there is no response to my “Hello” after 1…2…3…
Rants from the man who brings you DobberHockey and the Dobber Sports Network

So the phone rings while I’m working out and I drop everything to answer it before the second ring because my little girl is napping. Of course, there is no response to my “Hello” after 1…2…3…

Besides being a huge fantasy hockey buff, I’m also a big fan of music. I’m not only one of those people who enjoys and embraces most genres of music, but I’m also into the history and background of music. The story-telling. Mostly Rock ‘n Roll (classic and alternative), but also pop, rap, blues, bluegrass, Latin, Irish and even a little country. I’m that music geek who could bang off the answers to every question in a given Rock ‘n Roll jeopardy show. not most questions – all. I learn about who sings what song and why, and it just sticks in my brain. And every aspect of my life has been influenced by music.

The headline is a little bit hard on a company that was actually quite reliable for the 10-plus years after the Bell incident. But what they did was so far off base that in the end it actually made them a worse company. And looking back on things today, I realize that all customers – all – would be better off leaving both Bell and Rogers. It can be done, and I’ll tell you how – later.

Back in 1999, I didn’t have a whole lot of money and my debts were increasing faster than my income. It was close, though. The difference was small. But bit by bit, the debts were increasing.

These ripoff artists charge an arm and a leg for use of their highway, as Ontarians know. And try being late with a payment – they release the hounds. So anyway, it was back in 1999 or 2000 when I paid them for a bill that I had paid them for already – my prior payment went through after they sent the next bill out. And it was about that time that I had decided that the rape job they were giving me was just too much to take. So I was done with using the highway.

Seriously, pizza joints, get a clue. I don’t know anyone who enjoys the crumbled up little balls of bacon on their pizza.
Things people have said about this, that I don’t care about