The mask and the burglar
Proof that hockey really is our national sport: the French-language debate has been moved to a different evening, due to a conflict with the start of the Hab/Bruin series. When I heard about the request, I thought that we were doing belated April Fool stories. When the change was confirmed, later this afternoon, I realized that there is a parallel universe for sports fans. We prorogue parliament to avoid votes and we move televised debates to… I really don’t know why. Is there a correlation between the sports couch potato and the political junkie?
Let’s forget the expensive stuff for a bit. While having a rare feed of fish and taters, the TV showed us how cool the urban raccoon can be. Able to navigate down the side of a building and in through a crack that wouldn’t pass a fat envelope, the wily wee beastie travels with a posse and finds food in the most unlikely of places. Omnivore: a sign of higher intelligence. Watching the “break and enter” on a garbage bin, or a campground tent, or a kitchen larder, it’s clear that the mask and burglar image go well together.
Note to me: baking potatoes takes much longer than peeling, boiling, mashing and enjoying.
I’m strangely drawn to “lip dub clip” videos. Getting dozens of teens to dance on demand in the hallways of schools (around the world) isn’t an obvious parlour trick. I know, the karaoke aspect isn’t artistic, but there’s something about the gestalt of it that gets a thumbs up from this chair.
