Time to commit to our new kitchen. Take a long list, drive for close to an hour to a full-feature grocery store, even bring a cooler to keep the inevitable frozen food selection at close to recommended temperatures. All went well, and the order was stored in the cupboard before noon.
posted in music | Comments Off on Outside the comfort zone | 253 words
Finally. A quiet day in the neighbourhood. Possibly typical; too early to be sure. Didn’t go anywhere, or meet with anyone. Even the dog took this as a reason to simply sit and watch.
posted in environment | Comments Off on Tranquility based | 258 words
Seems I underestimated the power of social media: a quick email from my new ISP, confirming an improved install date. Now, that was fast!
posted in economy, politics | Comments Off on The inevitable evaluation | 267 words
Seems that my getting connected frustrations have caught the virtual ear of the firm concerned. I’d love to say concerned firm, but that is a very different thing. Anyhow, I decided to let the “social media” monitor know my side of the story, and there’s a hint that, maybe, someone on the inside will try to move the hands of their clock. We’ll see.
posted in education, environment | Comments Off on Two trucks with fixes | 257 words
Unsure about an arrival? Wait and see; if nobody knocks at the door, assume that another day would be better, and then head off to do other things. Which we did. The city beckons.
posted in economy, food | Comments Off on The list, not The List | 250 words
Part of getting older: when a simple sore toe can wake you in the middle of the night, and prevent any other dream sequences. What wouldn’t have bothered me, before, now disrupts. Or as the saying goes, “getting old is not all that much fun”.
posted in economy | Comments Off on Planting, below | 260 words
Reminiscent of an old story: Who’s that, knocking at my window? In this case, an old friend, one in “the loop” about our change of address, and needing to prove the validity. A chance to visit, and see if the finished house matched the envisioned floor plan.
posted in environment | Comments Off on A knock at the window | 293 words
Those empty boxes had to go. They have. Turns out that on Saturday morning, the local waste centre accepts any paper and cardboard I deem superfluous to my needs. No need to queue. No need to weigh the vehicle before and after, although I was willing. No big deal, really. As we continue to unpack, I’ll do it all again. Read the rest of this entry »
posted in environment | Comments Off on A new repellant recipe | 248 words
Back when the Internet was very young, and content much more serious and scholarly than now, I followed a rather long discussion among some people who had to deal with roomies lacking in common sense. The whole thread dealt with the “holder” and the TPI vs TPO way of doing things. There was no clear victor. We’ve been living with TPN (for none) over the last few afternoons; a roll is still a roll. Anyhow, after the purchase (yet another) level, the first of three “holders” is now in place. TPO or the highway.
posted in environment | Comments Off on The roar of the bull | 389 words
The morning started with an old-fashioned fog; pretty, once it started to burn off. We won’t have to depend on the mists to mask our existence. The window dressers made their visit, and left us with varying levels of mechanical obturation. Not as much a “bare necessity” as in the city, but adding a sense of security.
posted in environment | Comments Off on New levels of security | 254 words
