Look...
A Happy Meal!
Got to eat!
Later, Mushers!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
The "Wisdom" of the Innocent?
I was waiting for FCC outside a mall restaurant. In one of the windows were a couple of kids- a boy and a girl around the age of 7-9. While sitting there, I noticed that they would look out the window, and turn excitedly to talk to whoever was across the table from them.
It wasn't until FCC and I went in to the restaurant and was sitting next to the kid's table that I found out what they were looking at out the window.
The boy declared in a loud, clear voice, "Look, Mom. The old guy!"
The young woman who had been identified as "Mom" apologized profusely, but she really didn't need to. The kids were right. Compared to them, or their mom for that matter, I am an old guy. The important part of it was it was an innocent observation with no malice in it.
If it weren't for the fact that I am cheap, I'd get some hair dye...if I had enough hair.
Later, Mushers!
It wasn't until FCC and I went in to the restaurant and was sitting next to the kid's table that I found out what they were looking at out the window.
The boy declared in a loud, clear voice, "Look, Mom. The old guy!"
The young woman who had been identified as "Mom" apologized profusely, but she really didn't need to. The kids were right. Compared to them, or their mom for that matter, I am an old guy. The important part of it was it was an innocent observation with no malice in it.
If it weren't for the fact that I am cheap, I'd get some hair dye...if I had enough hair.
Later, Mushers!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
A Weekend at Home
What a difference a week makes!
Last week, I was putting in 12 hour days in the East Coast Capital, and this week I've been able to spend a nice, quiet weekend at home. A chance to make a nice curry for supper Saturday night, and time to read a book I've had on my to read stack for a few months now.
"28 Stories of AIDS in Africa" is a collection of stories about some of the real heroes of HIV/AIDS pandemic in Africa. Some are soldiers, activists, nurses, and doctors, but all are, at the very heart of it, very ordinary people pushed to extraordinary action by extraordinary circumstances. Stephanie Nolan presents these heroes as they tell their own stories.
I have yet to complete this book, but heartily recommend this book.
Must run. I have more reading in store.
Later, Mushers!
Last week, I was putting in 12 hour days in the East Coast Capital, and this week I've been able to spend a nice, quiet weekend at home. A chance to make a nice curry for supper Saturday night, and time to read a book I've had on my to read stack for a few months now.
"28 Stories of AIDS in Africa" is a collection of stories about some of the real heroes of HIV/AIDS pandemic in Africa. Some are soldiers, activists, nurses, and doctors, but all are, at the very heart of it, very ordinary people pushed to extraordinary action by extraordinary circumstances. Stephanie Nolan presents these heroes as they tell their own stories.
I have yet to complete this book, but heartily recommend this book.
Must run. I have more reading in store.
Later, Mushers!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Advice on Eating Out
For you frequent travellers, here is a handy tip.
When you order a meal at a swanky restaurant, you don't have to explain why you make the selection you've made.
For example, while off to the East Coast Capital for work, I was ordering breakfast. When asked whether I wanted white or whole wheat toast, I replied, "Whole wheat. I need the fibre!"
I suspect that was too much information for the server.
Later, Mushers!
When you order a meal at a swanky restaurant, you don't have to explain why you make the selection you've made.
For example, while off to the East Coast Capital for work, I was ordering breakfast. When asked whether I wanted white or whole wheat toast, I replied, "Whole wheat. I need the fibre!"
I suspect that was too much information for the server.
Later, Mushers!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
The Big Announcement
I received a message from FMIL- "Three months from now is Christmas!"
I like her anyway.
Later, Mushers!
I like her anyway.
Later, Mushers!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Food on the Road
One of the bonuses of work travel to the big city is a chance to eat different food.
We ate Cowboy (well, OK, perhaps "cookhouse" is closer to the point), Italian, Irish Pub, Indian, Japanese, Vietnamese, and Canadian Pub. Nummy all!
I was confused last Thursday night on the way to a working supper with the two teams involved in our study, and two visitors from south of the border representing the EPA. I thought the neon sign out side one establishment read "exotic linguine", and wondered out loud how could pasta be exotic?
One of my co-workers pointed out that most restaurants don't sell sex toys, the word was "lingerie", and perhaps I should get the prescription for my glasses checked. I think, at the very least, I should keep my musings to myself!
Later, Mushers!
We ate Cowboy (well, OK, perhaps "cookhouse" is closer to the point), Italian, Irish Pub, Indian, Japanese, Vietnamese, and Canadian Pub. Nummy all!
I was confused last Thursday night on the way to a working supper with the two teams involved in our study, and two visitors from south of the border representing the EPA. I thought the neon sign out side one establishment read "exotic linguine", and wondered out loud how could pasta be exotic?
One of my co-workers pointed out that most restaurants don't sell sex toys, the word was "lingerie", and perhaps I should get the prescription for my glasses checked. I think, at the very least, I should keep my musings to myself!
Later, Mushers!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
A Truly Great Disappointment
International Talk like a Pirate Day passed, and I couldn't participate.
Our crew were in an East Coast Capital, and surrounded as we were with "professionals" of science and television, doing a hornpipe around the lobster tanks seemed...inappropriate.
It is hard to do one's work when someone with a camera says, "do that again, please", "what are you doing", and occasionally, "Ick!"
Hopefully, we will be cut out of the final draft, and will remain anonymous!
Later, Mushers!
Our crew were in an East Coast Capital, and surrounded as we were with "professionals" of science and television, doing a hornpipe around the lobster tanks seemed...inappropriate.
It is hard to do one's work when someone with a camera says, "do that again, please", "what are you doing", and occasionally, "Ick!"
Hopefully, we will be cut out of the final draft, and will remain anonymous!
Later, Mushers!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Three more sleeps to go!
Yep, that is right! Three more sleeps and it will be International Talk like a Pirate Day!
To help prepare for this festive day, I will be reviewing all the important Youtube tutorials on pirate talk. For example, this little number on the "Pirate Talk: the Five A's",
Ahoy, mates! I be feelin' pirately already!
Later, Mushers!
To help prepare for this festive day, I will be reviewing all the important Youtube tutorials on pirate talk. For example, this little number on the "Pirate Talk: the Five A's",
Ahoy, mates! I be feelin' pirately already!
Later, Mushers!
Monday, September 15, 2008
FCC returns
FCC, along with FML and Cousin-in-law, returned from the mystic land of shopping last night with presents.
I, of course, gave the traditional Runamuk welcome. This consists of a dance as well as a greeting. While hopping from one foot to the other and quickly clapping one's hands, the greeter cries, "What you brung me! What you brung me! What you brung me!"
With new shoes, jeans, and pajamas, it was like Christmas without the stupid tree. Oh, happy day!
Later, Mushers!
I, of course, gave the traditional Runamuk welcome. This consists of a dance as well as a greeting. While hopping from one foot to the other and quickly clapping one's hands, the greeter cries, "What you brung me! What you brung me! What you brung me!"
With new shoes, jeans, and pajamas, it was like Christmas without the stupid tree. Oh, happy day!
Later, Mushers!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Weekend Recreation
I'm baching it this weekend.
FCC, along with my favorite mother-in-law, and cousin-in-law Donna have travelled here...
FCC, along with my favorite mother-in-law, and cousin-in-law Donna have travelled here...
The Mystic Land of Shopping!
So as they shop, I sit here watching TFC and the Columbus Crew. So far, Toronto is up one to nil. THIS IS OUR HOUSE!
I spoke with FCC last night, and apparently, she picked up a pair of shoes for me yesterday. FML has been comfortably situated, so let the retail therapy commence!
Those who know me will agree that FCC deserves time off for good behaviour, or at the very least, for tolerance above and beyond the call of duty (or reason for that matter!)
So, it is just me and the boys until tomorrow evening, when the voyagers will have returned.
Later, Mushers!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
New Toy
While seeing Jonah off on his trip to the land of the stampede, I bought a new camera. It was a bargain (something that always does my heart a world of good), and has enough bells and whistles to let me take the odd good picture.
Even the occasional picture of Lord Stanley. Nice poise, eh?
Nice scenic pictures,
Even the occasional picture of Lord Stanley. Nice poise, eh?
Later, Mushers!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Labours on the Day
With an unrestrained burst of energy on the last day of the vacation, I decided it was time to build a nice floating deck for the backdoor of the lonely log cabin.
Actually, it wasn't all that hard. First, set down some pads to rest the deck beams upon, form up the 6x2 frame upon the beams, put in the joists, and finally, fix the decking onto the frame. Yep, I was a hammerin' fool.
FCC is pleased; her hammock is set up, a nice little table is in place for dehydration, and she is close enough to the living room to listen to the satellite radio. She is in heaven!
It is true, you know, when they say, "When Mama ain't happy, ain't no body happy!"
Later, Mushers!
Actually, it wasn't all that hard. First, set down some pads to rest the deck beams upon, form up the 6x2 frame upon the beams, put in the joists, and finally, fix the decking onto the frame. Yep, I was a hammerin' fool.
FCC is pleased; her hammock is set up, a nice little table is in place for dehydration, and she is close enough to the living room to listen to the satellite radio. She is in heaven!
It is true, you know, when they say, "When Mama ain't happy, ain't no body happy!"
Later, Mushers!
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