Odds are, every home has one. What my mother referred to as “the kitchen drawer”, where the objects without a proper shelf came to live. You need a nail, or some glue, or a hammer? Go look there, first. It might take some time to actually find what you wanted, but the rule of our house was that success lay there, first.
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A long time ago, I played tuba. By default, I made a lot of noise…
Had to go back to my very first post, to see what I’d used to start this whole train of thought. A long time ago, in blog terms. And like most things, I didn’t get into the “swing of things” right away; my first year was sparse. Except that ten years ago, today, the motor finally started for real and hasn’t shut off since. A decade of posting, and I’m not done yet. Heading toward the goal of “a million words”…
posted in environment | Comments Off on One decade on and continuing | 254 words
How times have changed! This morning, the plan was simple and clear: go into town, catch a quick lunch, run a couple of non-urgent errands and then arrange with a local bank for an account. Simple and clear didn’t get much done.
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Count on politicians to keep us giggling in the wings. Today, the leader of the opposition (a familiar face from just a few months back when the ball was controlled by the other team) has offered to give economic coaching to the new kid on the block. No other comment necessary.
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A question of perspective, I guess. After heading out for a quick milk and bread run earlier, I learned that I’d accomplished all of my errands away from the house for the day (meaning the next day or two). Either I’m getting off easy, or my tasks have taken on new levels of difficulty, in the eyes of others.
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Playing loose with the clock: when I look at the time and realize I must be somewhere else for a meeting within twenty-five minutes. Three decades of good habits, slowly eroding. Yes, I was on time, but the move away from an alarm-controlled lifestyle means that I will, eventually, be late for something.
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In today’s lesson, I learned that one does not need to blindly follow. The recipe, that is. I tend to take my “end of life” bananas and use them to make a bread/cake/block in the bread machine. Adding walnuts is good. Adding raisins is much better! I now have a product that I’d be willing to share with others, should that “pot luck” idea come back to haunt me.
posted in environment | Comments Off on The recipe modification model | 283 words
Should I handle this as a mathematical question, or be more existential? Let’s see: 125 ml of solution, absorbed by a porous surface of 0.8 sq.m (it does give me a number, but devoid of significance.) Try the other way: wood, lightly rubbed with an oil (it does provide me with a sense of enriched colour). Not sure…
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Boomer called it: a snow day for everybody. Right on schedule, just before dawn, snow started, followed by brisk winds. When even the plows are called back to the barn, what can you do except enjoy the ride? From time to time, things cleared enough to see down to the shoreline; great waves!
posted in genealogy, Wx | Comments Off on A dart forth to seed-feed | 275 words
That was an aggressive chickadee! My own fault, for hanging around “his/her” feeder, beyond the time required to fill and replace. Didn’t scare me, much; it could have been a jay, and they’re capable of doing real damage to a fellow. Do they sell armor, for seed delivery personnel?
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