May have to go to another beach
Good music is timeless. I’m watching a retrospective on the career of CANO, and I really, really should go down in the basement and sort through the crates of vinyl.
Our season’s pass to the PEI National Park has arrived. Now I have to find a better excuse to avoid Cavendish. And Brackley. And Stanhope. Oh, heck, we’ll probably go and love it, just like all the other tourists. Maybe I’ll run down the beach shouting “Tsunami Alert!” The idea isn’t original, but methinks that it’s worth revisiting.
The provincial Liberal party may be short of ideas (and morals), but they do know how to tickle the collective funnybone. How about an “attack ad” that features the leader of the official opposition (am I supposed to capitalize that?) banging two dipper lids together. You can’t make this stuff up.
Sometimes, a little publicity can help a cause. In Edmonton, the school board has decided to reexamine their “no zero” policy. I’m sure that the suits on their council had no intention of doing anything, until the public noticed and asked questions… right across the country. After all, evaluation is part of the educational process. If you can’t call a spade a spade (or a shovel), then what’s the point?
And then there’s the senator who doesn’t understand that tweets are public. He decided to diss a journalist who had questioned his frequent absences from naptime. Guess what, Exalted One? Public conversations are not equal to private one. And you can’t recall that little noise you made (brain fart).
