No recall required
Certain things make me feel “lucky”. Little things; running several blocks for a potential bus and watching it pull up instead of away. Getting something besides a bill in the postal delivery. Missing an appliance recall by “that much”.
Yes, friends, the small details do count. Just now, I spotted a recall notice for the exact brand of washing machine we have in the house. The company was good enough to list the model type and the range of serial numbers, and I took careful note that our big box is NOT included in the range. Phew! The idea of lugging that thing upstairs and off to a depot did nothing for me.
Of course, I happened to see this recall notice. This time. How many other things have been declared dangerous without my ever hearing about the risk? Is my existence a constant “on the brink” surreality? Should I panic now? Nah…
Now that the Stanley Cup has been awarded for the (I can’t count that high) time, it must be noted that the Toronto Maple Leafs did not win, again. Neither did Montreal, but don’t quibble over details. There will soon be a majority of citizens who were NOT alive the last time they had a big parade on Yonge Street. What to do?
Well, here’s a thought. Why don’t the Leafs go back to a declared amateur status, and then they could petition our prime minister (a self-declared expert on the history of Canadian hockey) for a return of the Cup to its original role; that is, as a symbol of supremacy in Canadian amateur hockey.
Other than the pay cuts required of the players in changing to amateur, they’d be a shoe-in to win. You know; only team in your league, etc. Just a thought.
