People are funny; they want their lives to be interesting and noteworthy, but most of us are good for
about 24 hours of novelty before we’re pining for ‘the good old days.’
Continue readingPeople are funny; they want their lives to be interesting and noteworthy, but most of us are good for
about 24 hours of novelty before we’re pining for ‘the good old days.’
Continue readingOkay – who stole July? It was just here a minute ago! In truth, I barely recognized it, under all that rain, but I know I saw it!
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This week, in Ontario, the government decided to put the brakes on their re-integration plan to have us return to normal because the pandemic has decided to return for a victory lap. They shut down public spaces and gathering places like bars and restaurants because despite being told not to act like selfish jackasses scoring hookers and turning their livers in alcohol-filled swimming pools on the last night before their wedding day, idiots be idioting. Couple that with people marching in parades demanding that they have the right to be jackasses and endangering the health of everyone else and it seems our dear leaders had no choice.
A long, long time ago, I used to play chess. Not very well, to be honest; I was probably a better backgammon player if anything. Or maybe I wasn’t all that great at either.