An alternative to scientific principles
Forget scientific principles. I now believe (a little) that the only thing keeping our neighbourhood safe from tornadoes and flooding is that I regularly purchase muffins for weekday coffee breaks. Not wanting to “rock the boat”, I’ve gone out and stocked up; that only double chocolate or carrot flavours were available did not cause hesitation. Safety first.
This afternoon, Cross Country Checkup consulted the interested among us on the vagaries of airline travel in Canada. Not cost, or distance; the important things like “Did they ever lose your baggage?” or “Were you delayed because you had a common name?”. Can’t go wrong with a subject area like that. Need I add that Rex was out for the day. Please, don’t go on vacation too often.
Do you find that I post, too often, about the shy dog or the delayed bus or the overflowing pool? Then throw me a bone. The dog will be jealous, I might miss my bus while trying to figure out what to do with one, and the pool will be just as full of water, but I might change the focus. If only. I’m not Walter Mitty. My life isn’t any more interesting than yours, or your cousins. I refuse to imagine better circumstances; that will come when I segue into a top selling novelist. Keep an eye out for my name on a bookstand near you. Soon.
Time to imagine myself practicing chord sequences, or whatever comes next in my online course. Not putting too much “real time” time into this one.
