I had hinted that today would be a great day for shopping. In the city… but we didn’t go. By mid-afternoon, an alternative came up.
posted in economy | Comments Off on From the craft fair, treasures | 251 words
In keeping with the “I can’t believe I…” meme, I’ve watched all three of the “Who wants to be a president?” debates. Last evening, I learned that democracy only works when the involved parties want it to; right now, we don’t know if the distinction between “I won” and “I lost” will be respected. On a similar note, Twitter has found a new way to salute the limited vocabulary of one debater: #TrumpBookReports
posted in food, politics | Comments Off on A salute to limited vocabulary | 264 words
Against all odd, the summer stretches on. Here we are, late into autumn, with the temperature peaking at 23C this afternoon, leaving us with no (rational) choice but to get out and explore. Follow new roads.
posted in environment | Comments Off on A path along an old road | 284 words
My first visit to a public library happened in the early part of the ’60s; I was so impressed that I’ve never stopped making periodic visits to whatever branch happened to be closest to my reading nook. Seriously. Hard to argue with the fundamental concept of books, for free.
posted in genealogy | Comments Off on On loan | 258 words
Trying to put a positive spin on my supper choice. Reheated pizza. The freezer bundles are small, and they’re almost all gone.
posted in food | Comments Off on Refreeze and reheat is not reflavour | 262 words
To my surprise, the roads on a Sunday afternoon are very busy. Not highways here; back roads. Dirt roads, through the woods. We spent the afternoon out there, and we found ourselves, over and over again, “scrunching up” against the hedgerow, or backing up to the nearest wide spot.
posted in environment | Comments Off on Back-road traffic | 268 words
A new first on my list, today. We were off to join our “breakfast club”, like most other weekends, and we ate a standard kind of meal… or at least I did. On the other side of the table, only coffee. Anyhow, when the meal ended, I headed off to exercise the car dog. Back in the car, we headed out to explore back roads. The Glen, etc.
posted in food, music | Comments Off on Off to explore | 263 words
Not much of novelty here. I skipped the grocery run to Montague, unwilling to get involved in taking too many vegetables as hostages. The dog stayed by my side, asleep. Finally, I headed for the basement, intent on solving a technical mystery.
posted in technology | Comments Off on The gadget was not exactly dead | 257 words
Call it the affirmation of a generation: Bob Dylan is now the Nobel Laureate in Literature. I’m willing to bet that nobody saw that one coming.
posted in music | Comments Off on The affirmation of a generation | 259 words
For over a decade, I’ve logged into my administrator pages (here) using SSL. Supposed to make a difference, although some things are done more as an act of faith. Anyhow, the system worked; until this morning. Suddenly, an error screen, showing that the site I was trying to access might not be, well, here. I looked, and then I called up the support system at the host provider.
posted in computing | Comments Off on Slightly soaked, or something more | 259 words
