Those who take care of their pennies have already cared for their dollars. Or something like that; bits of trivial text from the dusty books of an old library. The kind of text that reminds me I am not among the wealthiest 2% of the nation, because my pennies still matter.
posted in economy | Comments Off on Bewildering commerce | 321 words
A minor variation in my working schedule today brought back a decade of memories. I went back to high school. Thankfully, not as a student, and none of the group that made my time there what it was were present. No, this was simply a day spent in a building where I know the hallways as well as I do my own backyard.
posted in health | Comments Off on Food for many at a time | 301 words
Everyone talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. That’s too cut and dried; some people do watch it. After all, the show doesn’t cost much, offers an amazing variety of special effects, and can actually be predicted (if you don’t mind being wrong).
posted in technology, Wx | Comments Off on Watching the weather | 295 words
How much time should a person waste in the quest for information that they need to do their job? The attitude of some institutions concerning things like access codes is bewildering. Not so much where I work (although there are moments…) but other members of my family have come head to head with the beast known as system security.
posted in computing | Comments Off on The code must be revealed | 296 words
There isn’t much that is as good as gold. Right now, the big casino to the south of us has had a run of bad dice, and all of a sudden there’s a big problem looming for the rest of us. I go to work, I receive my “proof of deposit” and due to the unscrupulous actions of a few, my effort is suddenly worth less to the world around me. Enough to bring on a bout of depression, I tell you.
posted in economy, politics | Comments Off on Maybe some gold leaf would reassure me | 303 words
Ever since I was a young boy (no, this is not about the Who), I’ve dreamed of having the ultimate adaptor set. One where I could plug my Philips EL-3302 cassette recorder into the record player or the radio and make perfect mix tapes. Through the years, my dream became less and less of a possibility, as the “industry” continued to develop new plugs and jacks with a speed that left me by the roadside. It’s got to the point where plugging anything into anything requires research skills (and a budget) once reserved for major military projects.
posted in ham radio, technology | Comments Off on Too many tips, rings and sleeves | 267 words
Interpersonal communications; we’ve come along way from “hollerin’ across the holler”. Much of it is taken for granted. After all, the telephone might ring a dozen times during the suppertime period (not for me; I have children). Call display helps in confirming the anonymity of the cell user and the telemarketer. Hey, maybe they’re one and the same – food for thought while my plate grows colder. And yes, I’ve signed the Do Not Call list.
posted in ham radio, technology | Comments Off on Talking to others | 262 words
Almost as if I’d had word from down the road that snow is imminent (actually, I did) there’s been a frenzy of activity around here since the start of the weekend. My winter tires are now installed. I know, it’s early, but with the passage of a law that makes them compulsory for everyone in the province, we’ve been warned to expect lineups and shortages. Makes me think of gasoline. Anyhow, the job is done before the first real slippery stretch appears.
posted in ham radio, technology | Comments Off on More antenna preparations | 350 words
When a subject is on “your interest radar”, information seems to appear on a regular if unsolicited basis. Tonight, against all odds, the television had a documentary that gives me reason to continue researching; I now have some new vocabulary.
posted in environment | Comments Off on More information on a greener home | 375 words
Tonight’s debate serves as one great reason for a change in our electoral system. By some strange quirk of fate, the politician who would best serve as a prime minister is the person least likely to have that opportunity. A sad conclusion to draw at a time when I’m supposed to make a decision.
posted in politics | Comments Off on With all the force of cooing pigeons | 256 words
