Vindication
I am vindicated! This evening, as part of my go for broke (groceries), I purchased another of those 3 litre plastic packs of peaches. And this time around, no spoilage. Given the shelf life, here, we should avoid any risk during the next 24 hours.
I don’t come from peach country (although that could change; climate change). I wonder how many years it takes to bring a tree to fruit bearing. TIme to wikify.
At work, it was one of those days that leaves you tired. How many more days in the week. No major incidents; just a steady rain of requests. What do you do with someone who wants to invent his own telephone extension scheme. Or someone that wants to present, using new and untested software. Or someone that wants to transfer a huge presentation (not the same as the other one) to another person; no clue about methods. I can solve any problem, but please… instant is for TV, not reality. And lest I forget, the new Mac user who wants to continue in the happy playground of Active Directory. No today, not tomorrow.
The more I search, the more that new Moody Blues box set costs. Local price point: $700+ For that amount, I want the real dudes, on stage, dedicating the songs to me.
Things were different in my day. The song of the old guy. But… that chant business at both SMU and UBC (bookends for the land) would never have happened in the days of the Zoo. We didn’t think about stuff like that. Too busy trying to afford the expensive brews on sale at room temperature in the government depot.
