30th August 2017

Proud proclamation on the box

On my own for supper. The others are off to a decent restaurant and won’t be back in time to share. I’m able to prepare the finest that my freezer has to offer: a baker’s dozen of wings (not just any wings; the box proclaims proudly that these are “Canadian Farm Raised”.)

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29th August 2017

(They) Plugged in the extension cord today

Our public utility had a big moment today; they plugged in the new extension cord, and my lights didn’t even flicker. At least, I don’t think so. I try to keep lights turned off during the day, given the price of grid electricity. 180MW, which means that there wasn’t a single cord in stock at Canny Tire that would have sufficed.

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28th August 2017

Distractions required

Keeping the houseful of people distracted requires a lot of (my) resources. That quarter moon with starry background? Not enough. Multiple movies on multiple screens? Barely. Without cellphones, the world would slow, wobble, halt.

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10th August 2017

Overview of the day

Dateline, Hamilton Ontario. The child was all set to play with the pool toy on the lawn, until it moved. No windy day trickery here; the alligator was real and it was there, albeit not in a traditional context. Animal control officials guess that it was escaped from someone’s home zoo (what else?).

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11th July 2017

In my best old man voice

When the delivery truck arrived, this afternoon, the dog went into his best passive-agressive mode. That’s where he hopes there’ll be a dog biscuit onboard, but remembers to show off with his “hackles and loud voice” caricature of a real watch dog. Alas, he’s just a watcher. As for the milkbone… not today. Different driver.

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9th July 2017

Planning for summer: easy, easy, easy

Although there aren’t many things, one facet of life before retirement has come back to haunt me. I now have no discipline when it comes to scheduling my calendar.

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29th June 2017

If he gets a crown of his own

He came; he saw; he left. Our emperor (actually, our prime minister) was on the Island, today. He didn’t stop by (I have some great coffee just waiting for a visit), and I learned that he didn’t visit our local museums either. What was he thinking about? Coffee AND railway artifacts, there for him to enjoy. Do his “people” even consider the hidden value in a particular place?

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28th June 2017

The promise of an extended stay

On the news, I learned that I (as a human) should not be compared to a tub of yogurt; that is, I don’t have a “best before date”. In fact, based on the newest research, humans could, theoretically, live for a very long time. Well into a second century, for instance.

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10th June 2017

Worth a wish and a promise

Bring on that global climate change; let the sea levels rise. Our house may be getting a boat. To be fair, a single-seater, so I won’t be saved, but I can send someone for assistance. That’s worth a wish and a promise, right?

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11th April 2017

Restraining my tinker instincts

Unfair! All those hours spent playing Jeopardy; not a single penny extra in my pocket. Is my microphone unplugged, Alex? Goes well with all my unwon lottery jackpots. What do you mean, I have to purchase a ticket first? Is that a rule?

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