It’s a done deal; my parents can breathe a sigh of relief, as their last remaining bachelor officially changed his status last night at around 4:30 p.m. It rained – and how – forcing the ceremony indoors rather than among the ripening grapes in the Cave Spring vineyard, but the service was lovely and […]
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Alright, I’m working on the fishing story. Honest. While you’re waiting for that, though, here’s something I found while wandering aimlessly ’round teh Intarwebs: Let it run. It’s like Neal Peart meets Nintendo. […] I have not been a good Internet friend recently. Two nights in a row, now, I have sat here with a blank screen staring me in the face, looking in vain for inspiration to start typing. Nothing happened. I think the problem is at least partly related to the fact that I want to write […] I’m going to interrupt my own fishing story here to mention two unrelated things. First, the Ticats lost to the Roughriders on Saturday afternoon, but miracle of miracles, the Tabbies were in the game right up until the end against the Grey Cup Champs. Games in which the hometown side meaningfully participates have been kind […] Alright, so I took a few days’ vacation; first, a trip up north to the French River area of Northern Ontario (for some fishing) and second, after returning from my time away, I’ve been having some difficulties diving back into the old routine. The first casualty of this latter internal war was not truth, but […] A shot of one of the three girthy marine monsters with whom I spent a brief portion of Canada Day (prior to returning them to their aquatic home, safe and sound, if not somewhat dissatisfied with the meal provided). I will have more details of my trip tomorrow, but suffice to say that there […] |
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