Forced to stay within budget, yet driven to be a connoisseur of something. What to do? First rule: pick a work that you can spell. I didn’t realize that English and French had different words. I mean, they have different words for everything, as put by one pundit, but I resorted to Google in time of need. There. Confession is good for the soul.
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A new way to describe “How cold is it”… how about “Too cold to heat the car”. Odd juxtaposition of terms, but after today I’m satisfied that it’s a valid metaphor. I had great plans. Go out, buy some coffee, come home. I made it around the block. Blinded by the light.
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Putting a job off for a day; the job is still there, and all it does is displace the effort. Case in point, Christmas dinner. Due to a scheduling glitch, we decided to have our family a day late. And so with my plan of battle clear in my mind, I arose this morning to do the setup work.
posted in food | Comments Off on No regifting allowed | 279 words
If the phrase “Early to bed and early to rise” is acceptable as a rule of lifestyle, then I must accept the corollary. If I go to bed late, I won’t be up to greet the rising sun. Last night, having bent my rule of when to be abed, my coming to full status was delayed. Almost until noon. Most irregular. Not required to check out the traces of a secretive Santa; good.
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Busily flipping through the channels, I recognized The Voice. For those of us that listen to CBC in the car, there is only one man that merits the moniker… Stuart McLean. Funny, I’ve gone all these years without sync between the face and the voice. After all, the Vinyl Café is all about the tales, not the winks and nods.
posted in food | Comments Off on When you forget the middle ingredient | 263 words
My first reaction is “Hurrah! It works!”, quickly followed by “But why didn’t it work before?” You guessed it; wireless on a laptop with Linux. Part of the mystery of the universe.
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With the extra burst of energy from a complete breakfast, I made it through the last day before vacation with a smile on my face. Good breakfast: eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, croissants, coffee… all served up hot at work. How off the wall is that? I didn’t have to do the dishes, or stir the eggs, or a blessed thing. I could learn to live with that level of care.
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The pizza industry has it right. Delivery, in a given sector, for a given price, within a given time. Change the equation and the customer wins. Here’s a test: how often have you had free pizza?
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The intrepid Maxwell (Smart) used to say “Missed me by that much!”. Pretty much how I feel.
Today’s newspaper carried the story that a local food dealer had withdrawn a number of their products from the supermarket chain where I shop. Something about possible contamination from a variety of bacteria, Listeria. To which I reply “OMG”, which is also my reaction to OGM. A pathogen that cannot be detected by any of my working senses, and that might require up to a month before there is any manifestation (hence the “OMG”). I might get sick, yet. I have a good feeling about this one, though. While I would normally have piled the couscous and bean salad onto my plate, I think I skipped it, last time around.
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The urge hit me, late in the afternoon. Pizza for supper. And as a break with tradition, I decided to go out and deliver it to myself.
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