Passe-Montagne aime les papillons
Les souliers neufs et les beaux vestons
Passe-Carreau culbute saute et tourne en rond
Où est Passe-Partout… Le nez dedans son baluchon.
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Some things are cumulative. Could be there was enough football yesterday, or maybe the coverage of the “Big Game” is more about the “Big Ego” than the “Big Play”. Anyhow, by halftime in the coverage, we haven’t even had the opening kickoff. More than three hours into the broadcast, we come to a pause to remember fallen servicemen in foreign lands, listen to Eva Avila idolize the anthem and watch the ceremonial coindrop – not even legal tender any more.
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This is a huge football weekend in Canada. Due to some kind of calendar jerrymandering, the university semifinals took place today, and Grey Cup will go to a new home sometime tomorrow evening.
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Our office has been a videoconference site for several years now. Funny, a technology that was seen as “just around the corner” back during Expo 67 has finally come to that. I have the stuff, upstairs, just around the corner. In fact, I even have it around the house. Perhaps the time has come.
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It was before my time, but my grandfather was the village blacksmith. Funny how my father never showed any interest in following in his footsteps. Then again, my father was a railway man, and I didn’t get into that line of business either. Perhaps it had something to do with evolving economies.
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This is a historic day in our school board. After years of preparation, negotiation and reinked schematics, the light went on in our fibre optic this morning. Nothing we can look at; I even brought along sunglasses just in case, but the flickering LEDs in the new section of rack are proof that enough patience and money will finally end up with a light at the end of the tunnel.
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Our state of mental health.
How many times a day do we all answer the Hi, how are you? from our co-workers, bus mates, people on the phone? Lost count? What about the generic response: I’m fine. On CBC this evening, a counselor decoded the acronym in a manner that, although not brand new, merits a moment of reflection. Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic, Emotional.
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Imagine, we’re already almost halfway through the month. In fact, this is the day known as the “Ides”. Now, before you argue that I really mean the fifteenth day, that isn’t strictly true. According to the Roman calendar, three days of each month were important: the Kalends, Nones and Ides. For reasons that require a working knowledge of Latin, the Ides can vary. So there. Take that bit of trivia.
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Yesterday I decided to drop down to my local camera shop. Rainy day and all, a good way to kill some time and feed my curious side. After all, if I’m a lapsed Photographer (every one has a religion at some point in their life), and the urge to return to church is upon me, better that I shop.
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The local newspaper congratulated a young entrepreneur last weekend. He’d fulfilled a dream, I assume, and opened a small restaurant that bore witness to his culture and his desire to share their food with his new community. We sought it out, and today we ate well.
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