My some timer's is kicking in and I can't recall if I put this up here or not. A quick whiz through the backlog suggests no. If you've seen this before, you may belittle me with emoticons. I purchased the book Five Little Indians, by Michelle Good. I recently requested this book from our local store, after finding it on a list of must-reads with respect to reconciliation efforts. Canadians, who are well known for their friendly demeanor worldwide have done our First Nations, Metis, and Inuit peoples a disservice by hiding their stories. It is a grim fact that the last residential school closed in Canada in 1996. The fact these institutions lasted as long as they did, will ever be a blight on our countries reputation as a nation who loves and welcomes all. This book examines a small sampling of individuals, chronicling the journey of Kenny, Lucy, Clara, Howie, and Maisie who are barely out of childhood, are released with no money, or extraordinarily little money and no support. Without delving too deep into spoilers, I can share I had tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat on page 9, and I held my breath, and felt anxious for Lucy on page 60. Page 143, 'something that had been gone a long time filled her again, like her heart had suddenly started beating again after a long silence...' is a word picture of remarkable beauty. Please consider adding this to your list of must-read books this year. Books such as these examine some of the tragedies which have occurred in our recent history. Reading these allow for a connection point to a culture whose way of meaning or being has been transferred through story. Recounting such as these help us to develop a more compassionate eye toward those who are direct descendants of those hurt by the residential schools, and their offspring.
I remember my time in college, studying computer engineering in the early 1970s (programming, really, but we were too naive to know the difference.). I was just out of the Air Force and back stateside. I had an instructor who wore just that, along with cargo shorts, And enormous T-Shirts with lateral stripes over his enormous belly. He had a Van Dyke beard, smoked a stinky pipe, and had teeth so yellow - yellow/brown, it was unbelievable. I always thought he must have been what Lenin looked like on holiday. He always used to say, "Machine language is for PROGRAMMERS, Cobol is for babies." I've often wondered what he would think of C++.
Liquor store run for me: 24 bottles of wine, 4 cases of beer, handles of Hendricks, JW Black, couple of mixed liters of tequila and bourbon. Good until September at least.
Got several, including a couple nice meerschaums. Good idea, I know where to get them. I've currently got a well-trimmed beard. Going grey but I'm kind of ash-blond so it doesn't show. Except in the beard, but we're still under mask mandates. Oxford brogues
Options, bruh. Options... one of those components will last months. Another, maybe 2 weeks if the right people blow through. Always be prepared!
A bag of puppy food for large breeds. Who knew such a thing existed? We have a nine week old black lab/Great Pyrenees male who one day plowed through every piece of kibble he could lay teeth on: puppy food or senior food, it made no difference. Result: massive tummy upset resulting in the need for 24 hours of no food at all, just water. The vet said that regular puppy food is too rich for large breed dogs and makes them grow faster than is safe. He directed us to the proper food which I found in the second store we checked. McDuff now gets about half a cup of food three times a day and is doing much better. My husband and I have had a lot of dogs in our decades together (more than a dozen) and never have we had a chow hound like this one. He goes through life searching for the answer to a single questions: what does it taste like?
Over four decades. Sometimes we had four dogs, and except for the last year, always at least two. We're expecting a third to join us in a couple of weeks, a sweet girl who belongs to our daughter and son-in-law but who requires more specialized care for a congenital back problem than they can provide at this time. Oh, you smart aleck. I just realized you're referring to my awkward phrasing that makes it sound like we've had twelve decades together. Pphhhttt.
Oh, yeah, talk dirty to me! Haha. 24 cases would last my restaurant probably... shit? I don't know... 3 months for bottles only? Glass wines we probably rip through 24 cases in 6 weeks or so. 20 years ago that would have been an easy two week thing. Now in the age of cocktails, it just ain't moving.
Wine is so fucked up these days. There's still a dedicated following and an imperative to keep up on it and strive for excellence, but it's just not selling anymore. Almost to the point that committing to it is a sucker investment. Cocktails are just too dynamic, fun, and aggressively ground breaking. I'm redoing our list now and set aside about $5K for the fill the bins, but with the massive booze shortages now, I ended up throwing nearly all of that into a strategic reserve of bourbon and tequila. I wanted it in my cage before somebody else snatched it up. Fun side note that might not interest anyone but me, but vodka is deader than dog shit too now. I know this because there is no market shortage of vodka. A lot of that is due to the massive production levels of vodka over the more pompous "small batch" stuff, but nobody is buying on a commercial level. All my reps have been like please help me out by ordering some of this vodka, to which, I said help me out by giving me tequila and bourbon, and then we'll talk.
I just bought a new bathroom scale today, one of those body analysis ones that measures BMI and other such things. I'm not a huge fitness guy, but I'm trying to get in better shape and I like data—and, hell, it was only $5 more than the old-fashioned one, so why not? So, I took it home and tried it out. It uses electrical resistance to measure your body's percentages of fat, muscle, bone and water, which sounds cool. Only problem is that when I added them up, they came to 120%. Maybe I should have saved that five bucks.
I need to get one of these. I started working out in a minor fashion a few weeks ago (absolute nightmare at the start) and I should really keep tabs on weight and BMI. Those gimmicky $5 ones though do tend to be exactly what they are: crap. Maybe I'l spend $10 at Walmart or something for one.
The Fog DVD. I may have said this before but there’s something very special about films which feature the sultry voice of a female DJ punctuating the film’s narrative. I find them oddly comforting. Why is that??
You should watch The Warriors, from 1979. There's a female DJ with a wonderful voice and lovely lips (that's all we see of her, but the casting director did a great job with that in mind) who gives frequent updates throughout the film.
Yes, seen it countless times. Love it! I was kind of pissed off when Martha and the Vandellas’ Nowhere to Run was changed to a far inferior version during a chase scene. Must’ve been a copyright issue for whoever released the version I was watching at the time. Or maybe I’m mis-remembering. This clip suggests it may not have been Martha at all. I dunno. American Graffiti, another favourite of mine, also features the frequenting voice of a DJ.
Finally got round to watching The Blues Brothers. I felt it was starting to drag towards the end but still a worthwhile couple of hours. Made in perhaps my favourite decade for movies, and with some great music and cameos.
No, it’s a bit too modern for me. It strikes me as the kind of film that would depress me. We used to make great films in decades gone by. In fact my two favourite films are British, but from the 80s onwards our film industry when down the shitter. If I watch anything later than the 70s it has to be American, and even then I rarely go beyond the 90s.
I guess Hollywood is hard to compete with. You guys have a ton of really popular TV shows and miniseries, though. It seems like the BBC has cornered the market on miniseries.
