Extra Life

I’m not sure if you know but I’m an avid gamer. I game mostly on the Xbox 360 and genres fluctuate. I’ve committed myself to a 24 hour gaming marathon for charity next Saturday to raise fund for the Children’s Miracle Network Hospitals. I’m playing for BC Children’s Hospital Foundation. You can make a donation on my page here. The money goes to improve the lives of children at BC Children’s Hospital.

I look forward to your support. I plan on writing more in the next few days leading up to it.


I’m summerborn. I’ve always enjoyed my summers since they included the annual family trip to visit my father’s side of the family. On the homestead my Great Granddad and my namesake Anthony Tyson sowed, planted and harvested. This morning I came to a sudden realization that my favourite season isn’t the summer after all nor is it for the memories I’ve shared with countless family and friends.

This morning I got up bright eyed and bushy tailed (I’m not a squirrel – Ms. Emmadale does not like squirrels). This weekend I’m looking after my Uncle’s Black Labrador Retriever Toby since they’ve gone out of town. I love it when he spends the night over at my place. You see, Ms. Emmadale isn’t the snugly type usually. She is the Lady Protector of the night and has to stand her watch upstairs to ensure her hewmons are safe. So I was up at 7:30 am, 6 hours cut from my regular Saturday routine…

It was worth getting up at that time. I fed the dogs breakfast and went about my morning routine. I usually take the dogs for their walk before around half past 10 o’clock in the AM. I put on my Doctor Who scarf that my best friend K knitted for me as a belated birthday gift and put on my fleece. Poured another coffee in my tumbler mug and I was off with the dogs.

I love that morning Autumn dew that freshens the day and how you take in a deep breathe to fill your lungs you can taste it. The leaves turn shades of many colours that give you a beautiful contrast. The leaves on the path that ripple underneath your feet. Seeing leaves fall to the ground giving you a new hope and for an early spring. I love how the temperature is a just right crisp cold.

What does Autumn mean to me? Family. Thanksgiving. Pumpkins. And of course something of significant importance: pie. I love pie but I also love my family. Also? Turkey. Turkey is like the best thing ever. It’s like a chicken but sooooo much better and it gobbles!

And that is what I love about Autumn. What about you?

The NBC Boycott

If you follow me over on social media or know me in personally, I love television. I’m fascinated by the technology and mostly the programming. Scripted television for me outweighs it all. I’ve never been fond of reality television. I love this show called Community, I’m sure the vast majority of the global population by now knows of it’s existence. It’s one of my most recent favourite sitcom.

I was pretty nervous and on the edge of my seat last summer during the cancellation scare. It brought tears of joy when NBC decided to renew it for a fourth and final season. Sony who develops the show dropped Dan Harmon as the show runner. I’m on the seat and uncertain how the show will be when it comes back with new talent heading the writer’s room.

Now there was a report that the show has been delayed from its slot for its fourth season premiere originally scheduled for October 19, 2012. It has been delayed “indefinitely” and “will” return some point during the 2012-13 television season. I was hyped up about it’s return but now I’m just down right disappointed by NBC’s actions.

I’m not going to watch *any* of the NBC programming that I watch: The New NormalThe OfficeParks & Recreation, 30 RockParenthoodGo On, Animal Practice and Revolution. I was going to give Chicago Fire a try…. But…. No, not gonna do it.

The boycott will end once Community returns on television whenever that’ll be.

I’m not crazy, right? Have you boycotted a television network for the cancellation/postponement of one of your shows? I’d like to know!

My Airedale Heritage

I come from a very long line of Airedale Terriers… Of course I don’t think I’m one of them or am I? My love for Airedales stem from my Grandfather whom recently passed away. I miss him every day. It’s hard to heal from the grief over the loss of loved one. In his memory I want to reflect on one of our mutual loves: dogs. Specifically the clownish breed known as Airedale Terriers.

My Grandad growing up always had family dogs and if you’ve guessed it right: they were Airedale Terriers. Their names have faded from the history of time but he remembered their personalities. In his reflections I remember that they all had their own personalities. He always prided himself that they were the best all around breed of dog. They had a mind of their own.

My Grandfather served in the Royal Army (British) in the final closing year of World War II in Egypt as a dog handler. He trained German Shepherd Dogs and Airedale Terriers alike. I recall one story when we first got our Airedale Amie that he said “Airedales didn’t like the heat but their stoic creatures of habit and they’ll fight and guard through anything that throws at them.”

My Grandfather had a deep love for the breed that when he immigrated to Canada from the United Kingdom, married my grandmother and begun to start a family adopted their first Airedale Terrier named Bruce. They also adopted another later on named Raffles. I had memories of Raffles but they’ve faded away. I’m pretty sure it had to do with him not liking children unfortunately.

My Grandfather’s love for the breed was inherited by my mother who of course passed it down to me.  We got our first Airedale Terrier Amie in 1999. Baylee in 2001 and then Emma in 2007. My grandfather told my mother and I that Emma was the best behaved Airedale Terrier that he ever knew.

I miss you Grandad. I love you.