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.
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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 […] This is spouse writing for Junior who has gone fishing. Junior will be back on Saturday. Happy Canada Day! The other day, as Spouse and I were returning home from work, we were driving along a portion of the Steel City roadways that consisted of a fairly abrupt and steep descent. The road was dipping in this extreme fashion to permit passage beneath a rail bridge. There was a diamond shaped sign showing a […] A new experience: Spouse and I finished watching Spiderman for the umpteenth time earlier tonight. I got up to let Popeye in the house; more accurately, I got up to persuade Popeye to please vacate his now habitual spot in the garden just outside the back door and to come at least temporarily into the […] I learned a new word today: “mendicant.” Apparently, there is a seventeenth century English criminal case called Wright’s Case. In this case, it was held (according to the Supreme Court of Canada) that a man would: be punished at law for procuring another to sever his hand – to assist his career as a mendicant […] I came across this idea, believe it or not, while at work. I had to take a moment to post about it; neat idea and possibly just the thing to save the day in the right situation, such as where it is inconvenient or impossible to bring a real tripod in to an event. […] |
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