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Yeah we need some tight border security to keep those crazy Americans out :p They don't discriminate though, Canadians after an across the border shopping spree get screwed as well. Careful what you have on your laptop or phone when you cross the border, you're obligated to show all your emails, texts and data if they feel like it.

Nothing better then a villain that's simply following the letter of the law, true bastards those border people. Come to see your girlfriend from Australia, hmm we suspect you might be tempted to stay here and look for work. You can see her for a couple hours on the airport, tonight you're on a flight back, you're lucky we don't give you an exclusion order... Guilty until proven innocent.

I went through the whole immigration process, started it begin 2001, entered Canada July 16 2002, after tons of paperwork, physical exams, and proof of work and funds. It was worth it, but it still gives me shivers when I see that immigration desk at the airport on the show. I was tired and dazed after the long flight filling out all these papers. Then they tell me, it's very important that you sign inside the box, do not touch the outside of the box. Ofcourse I touch the outside of the box. Start from scratch lol. In the end the postal code was still wrong on the form. They didn't notice it at the airport, got flack for it later getting a health card. Free medical is not easy to get!


I watched Matilda yesterday with the kids. Still a good movie, I love Roald Dahl stories. Looks and sounds great on blu-ray, it could pass for new if it wasn't for the dated decor. It was a lot of fun watching my 4 year old enjoying the movie. He was hiding under a blanket while they were inside trunchbull's house in fear of getting caught. Great scene.


Elysium and The lone ranger arrived, yet disaster struck... My glasses fell off stumbling on the trail and I didn't notice straight away that they broke, Turns out I lost one of the lenses in the snow. I went back, after getting the kids home, with a flashlight and a little rake retracing my steps. Froze my ass off, but no lens. I probably looked mighty suspicious with a flashlight digging in the middle of a frozen field in the dark.
So now the dilemma, watch with one eye, my old crappy glasses, wait until I can get a new pair, or sit really close.