Crap. Â Blew right through yesterday. Â Forgot all about it until I was drop-dead exhausted. It’s cold here in Vancouver, which is rare. We’re not used to it. Â Okay, *I* am not used to it. Â I’m getting over a cold-ish-eque thing I had starting Thursday afternoon. Â I’m *mostly* over it, I think. Â Never really turned into…
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Field Report: My mom in the T-dot today
Since yesterday’s field report was from someone other than me, I’m going to keep it going with one from my mom, who’s in Toronto today: I am glad I had already changed my plans to travel to Kingston, as a result of the rail strike called for Sunday and Monday, because I wouldn’t have been…
Oh hai.
So, today the phone rang, and it was my mom, sounding a little shaky, and she said “I’m homeless.” I had visions of the roof of the house in Chilliwack collapsing or something. We had a conversation like this once years ago when the University building she was staying in caught fire and she (while…
Peddling my butt around town. Month One.
So, we moved. We told you that, right? We didn’t? Well, we moved. 4 bedrooms instead of two (one for each kid). Front and back yards. Washer & dryer (drier?). Dishwasher (which isn’t hooked up – don’t ask). Something called “Laths and Plaster” or something like it, which means that hammering is a very dangerous…
“Aggressive Panhandling” or Failed Mugging?
Triggered by something over at MonkeyPants, and realized her comment system would probably explode if I wrote my diatribe into there, so I put it here, instead. Working in the business district downtown, you get a lot of the guys who’re “from outta town who just need enough to get to SomewhereElse for a job…
Ny Fangers Are Spre.
Warning, geekery ahead, and not the fun “hey, press this button and blow up your computer” kinda way that I often think about, but just some nuts & bolts thoughts about New Jobs, and Units of Work, and Things. Rambliness. So, we’re into week four of the New Job (or is it week five?) and…
Hey Vancouver School Board: Need A Hand With That Virus?
Anyone who knows me knows I enjoy chasing viruses through the darkest recesses of a workstation, and learning what weird and wonderful new way things are hiding themselves (or reinstalling themselves), and I know it can go sideways and get scary really really fast. And then you move up and up in the ladder of…
What happened? Did that just happen? Hello?
“Boom, headshot!” {Something the gang at EAC IT used to yell out whenever someone was terminated that we didn’t particularly care for. Something I was tempted to yell out when I was laid off last year. Given what’s been going on in the gaming industry of late, you’ll forgive me a little gallows humour.}
Don’t eat molten lava (even if it does contain pepperoni).
This post triggered by SuperSecretVault, so don’t tell anybody. Not to be confused with SuperSpecialQuestions. Oh wait, is there a SuperSecretAnswers.com? Maybe I should grab THAT. When I was a young buck, having just migrated across Canada in a two-toned yellow Datsun 210, I got a delivery/driving job in a pizza place (Smitty’s Pizza of…