Just thinking about a neat idea for a videogame, where you drive your car really fast through a downtown area, one with some great hills. No real goal in mind, a driving game. Except that the idea is a classic, from a movie.
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My life is an open book. Dull, like a bad math text, but nevertheless. No need for government oversight, in case Vic is one of my readers. And I’m grateful. Just finished watching a movie, and if my life was like that…
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We went to the big mall tonight, a question of finding a book store. That part was easy. But my heart lay elsewhere, so when the discussion turned to readability factors for ESL at the secondary level, I politely excused myself and wandered on down the concourse. To the camera shop.
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If the line between public and private ever becomes clear, could someone take a few minutes and notify the entertainment industry? I’m not given to outrage, but I could learn.
posted in media | Comments Off on The blurry line between personal and public | 260 words
An Imperial China version of torture: slow death by a thousand cuts. A Canadian version: repeal of the long gun registry. Draw your own conclusions on which is more civilized.
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I read, somewhere, that fresh fruits are good for me. If I coat the pieces with melted chocolate, does that distract from the nutritional value? Get back to me on that; I’m busily respecting the tradition of some long gone martyr, Valentine.
posted in Wx | Comments Off on Fresh fruit with benefits | 265 words
A great short story should be timeless. After all, people are people. What do you do, though, when your story involves a place? A fictitious place. Based on a real place. Television will give it a go.
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I am a socialized being. Quite apart from being social, or even sociable. My mother and father took the time to teach me, early on, that saying what I thought about a particular situation might be my right. But, with right comes great responsibility. Ergo (that’s Latin, not a name for a salad ingredient), I should abstain from saying everything that crosses the threshold of my brain. In particular, the world at large doesn’t need to know what I think about a particular situation, in every situation. Do you see where I’m going with this?
posted in humour, media | Comments Off on In favour of an idiot abroad | 288 words
Flavour takes time. Ask my co-cook. We’re six weeks past the holidays, and the slow cooker is starting to play a regular role in diet around here. Not that we lack time, but we often arrive home just before the “proper” meal time. Now that a meal can be set up and left to simmer for the day, we’re back to full plates of food. That’s good. So’s the food.
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As subjective as it may be, I think that the selection of toys that I grew up with might be better than that of my own children. How unfair is that?
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