8th January 2011

On a quest for the (imaginary) friend’s house

No need to dig deeply for a reason. The seashore was sufficient to sell me.

Not my land; I’ve been watching a movie, on the installment plan. That is, the movie started, but a longish phone call meant that the pause button was called into my plan. You see. We’ve just finished a private screening of Paper Man, starring Jeff Bridges as someone who doesn’t realize that “no man is an island” is more than a citation from Bartlett’s.

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25th December 2010

Do you know where your children are?

Way back when, there was a public service announcement (on Buffalo TV, because that’s where our foreign feed originated), asking a curious question: “It’s ten p.m. Do you know where your children are?” I tended to be seated within an arm’s reach of one or the other parent, so I didn’t understand why this might be an issue.

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28th October 2010

The magical eye on duty

The flash of a nearby porch light caught my attention. To be fair, in the pre-dawn wait for the bus, almost anything will do that, but when it flashed again, I went into the “scientific mindset” taught to us in a long ago high school physics class. Why did it flash? Why did it flash again?

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10th October 2010

The parking lottery

A tip for those who dare to drive  in the Old City. If you find a parking spot when you want it, there is a reason why you don’t.

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17th September 2010

Your car; never leave home without it

The local newspaper made it pretty clear to the motorists in the region; it’s going to get worse before it get’s better, and you might want to look up the definition of “car pooling”.

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14th September 2010

When the road no longer goes anywhere close by

I was keen. Pumped even. My latest acquisition from someone on eBay had shipped. I mean, there hadn’t been much communication on the seller’s part, but I’d received a telephone number from the control center, and my Skype skills had me in real, two-way chit chat within minutes of getting home from work. The parcel was “on the road”.

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22nd August 2010

That road is now closed

I once played with the idea of having someone make me a bumper sticker. Nothing too political, or inspirational. Instead, a tag that would brag of a completed event. Something akin to the fairy tale reputation, of having “Killed ten with one blow”. I wanted to let the world know that “I drove the road to Meat Cove!”

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18th August 2010

Trying my patience

Pity that vacations have to end with travel days. I mean, if I could find a way to go from “there” to “here” without spending the day watching bad drivers; that would be a vacation in itself.

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17th August 2010

Back on the road status

Versatile; that’s me.  After a deciding to stay for an extra day, we decided not to stay, just like that. It did have something to do with “no room in the inn”, so maybe I’m just quick to react. Almost as valuable a quality as “versatility”.

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16th August 2010

Hill and dale and intervale

Packing the night before, getting up with the rising sun, deciding on the direction to travel; the whole is greater than the sum of the parts. At an hour where we would usually be boiling water for coffee, we were already on the boat.

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