Oil spills and excess dairy delivery
Minor oil spill in the Montreal area last evening, after a freighter went aground. No, the bottom wasn’t rising, and the charts were as accurate as can be expected. Rather, someone has been playing with the level of the Great Lakes again. Keeping cottage owners happy, etc. For the ships that navigate in controlled waters, they have to carry booms to deal with oil that goes astray. Just part of the cost of doing business.
Listened to the honourable Mr. Toews on the news this evening. He’s cut a deal with the neighbours, so that they’ll know who’s on board planes that venture over/through air space. Kind of like you telling your neighbour about who’s in your car, any time it leaves the driveway. Not particularly useful, but if the neighbour wants, the neighbour gets. It’s the way of the Harper gang.
I caught an earlier bus this morning and went to buy coffee. Why is that important? Well, I had no lineup at the counter, and I didn’t have to wait an extra half hour to get home in the evening, and I had the faint odour of freshly ground beans by my desk all day long. All things positive. Could be enough to change my shopping habits.
So what keeps you awake at night? War? Famine? Cruelty to baby cod eaters seals? In my case, it’s how to stop milk delivery during the vacation period. We have a very hands off relationship with the guy in the refrigerated truck; he leaves bags of milk and cryptic notes requesting payment. We leave cheques at a mutually agreed upon location. Like spies, if you will. I’ve got to determine when to tell him we’ve been spotted by the authorities.