A strange way to mix home and church: treating me as the overflow for a quiche experiment. There’s a breakfast in the parish hall tomorrow morning (I won’t be there). The two and a bit more pans of egg delicacy are done, and I’ve finished a small one all by myself. Doing my part, etc.
posted in food, humour, Wx | Comments Off on Overflow for a quiche experiment | 253 words
Those (of us) who have retired find that we are great volunteers for the cause. Here I am, on a Friday morning, setting up a community hall for a banquet. One hundred and fifty places. The tables, the chairs, the linen covers, the flatware; all done in a couple of hours. When someone asked if I was a caterer in a former life, I took it as a compliment.
posted in education, Wx | Comments Off on The art of the table setter | 271 words
When it comes to identifying the various clients of our seed dispensers, I’m a recognition rookie. Turns out that the robins don’t care for my fare, and when the usual (blue jays) give space, all kinds of new and interesting faces show up. Like this one.
posted in environment, pets, Wx | Comments Off on Grounded by the breezes | 254 words
For this winter, I’m officially setting aside that whole “March, lamb, lion” silliness. This month came in nasty, and it is going away nasty. Why, even the big blue tractor paid us a visit this morning, doing what I seriously hope will be the final snow-clearing effort of the season. I did some quick math, and I’m getting my money’s worth out of the contract, this year.
posted in media, Wx | Comments Off on Watching for deliveries | 270 words
While reading through the list of “video games about to be inducted into the Hall of Fame”, I found myself worrying over whether my all-time favourite had made the cut. It had, a couple of years ago. Tetris. Let the world fall on me, as long as order is maintained.
posted in humour, pets, Wx | Comments Off on Where would we be without each other? | 258 words
Unsure if we were part of the same storm system, but today the Island got the wind chill. Meanwhile, 700 km away, the Rock got the wind. Lots of it, if the photos from the #nlwx on Twitter were evidence.
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Tonight, I did a factory reset on my cellphone. Put the ducks back in a row, etc. Given that I closed out my contract going on two years ago, it seemed like a logical step. Now I can experiment with all the cool options; might even go for a jailbreak and an alternate operating system. Or not. No rush in my world. I would like to “unlock” the device, given that it belongs to me. Not sure why the last carrier believes I owe loyalty.
posted in technology, Wx | Comments Off on Blowing in every direction | 252 words
A little bit of freezing rain. No big deal, except… every move outside must be measured. We were out for a family supper, which means that time passed quickly. When the weather warning went out, so did I.
posted in sports, travel, Wx | Comments Off on Make the stones stay | 252 words
The storm did not last through the night. In fact, our lane was cleared before coffee this morning. Nevertheless, we stayed home; the road plows are keeping a single track clear, and the message from the civil authorities was also clear. Stay home. The university, various colleges and the public schools took the advice, as did the government offices. Oh, and us.
posted in technology, Wx | Comments Off on In the wake of the storm | 258 words
There was, it seems, a storm last night. I was on standby, but by daybreak the outcome was clear. A bit of snow on the ground. Actually, only on the front walk. How does that work? In the back of the house, no new levels to report (or shovel). There will be another one, later in the weekend. A do-over, if you will. Maybe the snow shoes will finally come out of storage.
posted in computing, Wx | Comments Off on There will be a do-over | 256 words
