Crushed Stone

Beth, on contract with CCAC, told me yesterday that I am not invincible.
"I am so! Helen Reddy told us so!"

Listen

Over the past 2 weeks, I've turned in my Superhero Club Card and now this! Devastating.

Hey Fans, in the Stands. If You're With Us, Clap Your Hands!

Every season, Andrew's and Jessica's sports teams play in several tournaments. For the first season ever, Andrew's hockey team may have just one tournament. Jessica's team still has 3 tournaments left in this season.

At each tournament, we've had family who live nearby: Kitchener, Ann Arbor, Cambridge, Oshawa, Clarington, Kingston, Dearborn. Even with volleyball we've played in Whitby...twice! Seriously, I can't remember any of our kids' teams playing in a tournament where we haven't had local fan support.

Until now. Guelph. People we know through other people live in Guelph, but there's no direct connection.

Six year streak comes to an end. It's been a great run.

In the Pink

Roni's indoor soccer team sports new colors and uniforms.

Sponsor: Trenton Home Hardware and Building Centre
[Psychedelic Furs] [Pretty in Pink]

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Upgrading

I have upgraded to a new version for this blog. This upgrade will indicate to the feed-reader that the last 25 posts are new.
Subscribers to the blog will receive notification of 25 new posts. I apologize for this inconvenience.

Twenty-five new posts in one day! I don't have that much to say.
CL

A speculator waited in line for days. Through the wind and rain. He needed to be among the first into the store to guarantee he would get the hot new Sony Playstation 3 gaming system.

No doubt, he rubbed his hands together imagining the profits he was going to make when he sold the console on ebay. The talk was that a system might fetch as much as $1500 if sold online.

His auction closed at $10.

Does that even cover the cost of warm drinks while holding that spot in line?

Editing Clutter

My memory has 3 distinct compartments: Short term, Long term and Sticky-note.

Science proves that every human brain has the first two. The Sticky-note section is where I keep a wide variety of information and sometimes I return to it. It's not a 'To-Do-List', it's actually a scrap of paper, where I've jotted a note and stuck it to the side of my brain like a Post-It note. Today I am clearing up the Post-It clutter.

I started by riffling through the Post-It notes like an animated scene in the margins of a dollar store book. Sometimes, the snippet is no more useful than the guitar riff from My Sharona. It's safe to get rid of it. More stuff like that will end up back there anyway.

Sometimes I just can't decide whether to commit it to the brain, or toss it away. I don't know why I put this stuff on the note in the first place...there's just something about it.

Like this, from Mark Steyn:
On the other hand, to spot the drawbacks in your medical treatment, you first have to be getting some. and
The default mode of any government system is to "control health-care costs" by providing less health care. (National Review, "Talk About Sicko")

Or, from Jeremy:
Would he be more receptive if he was more involved in the process?

Or, this, which I adapted from an Anonymous Poster:
If we just met and you asked me how I was, I'd say "great". If I knew you, I'd say "good" and if you were my best friend I'd tell you I was "o.k." I don't know you, so let me tell you the truth: "I don't feel well."

And potential posts like:
The parallels between my situation and a 1982 Capri (I should probably commit this since it really only appeals to me and Wayne...Done.)
A love-hate relationship with food.
Blog Auditions
Post a better description of the strangle-hold that Time has.

Some quick lines from the weekend:
Do you know you have an IV in your car?
Laundry is like meatloaf. It's a comfort activity.
This isn't about making capital improvements to accommodate TPN for the next 50 years.
The working group is very focused.

'But Gordie, it's a school night.' Wait, that one can go.

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Not Clever Enough

I would make a terrible newspaper columnist.

I am simply not clever enough to write something witty every day, let alone days in advance.

You may find it hard to believe, but there are times when events here are simply not very amusing. That's not exactly true. What I mean is that sometimes the entertaining story doesn't have wide-enough appeal.

Other stories are interesting enough and have broad appeal, but I'm just not talented enough to represent it in a 40-second read and convey the humor well.

Just being honest...and keeping you here for 27 seconds.

Great with Dead People

Michelle came out for a few days...'to be Chris' she was saying.

She drove the girls to school, picked them up, drove Jess to work, picked her up, Andrew's orthodontist appointment. Made trips to the store, to the post office, to pick up forgotten clothing, and made some really great dinners! Truly, thank you, sister. You made a difference.

Her 'Chris-ness' initiation began at the hospital with us for Andrew's surgery. To keep Andrew relaxed, she made a funny comment in the waiting room. We all laughed. Then Andrew said, "Gee, Auntie. You're pretty funny."

"I'm funny in tough situations. I'm hilarious when people die!" she loudly exclaimed.

"It's true," I confirmed. "She's great with dead people."

It really is true. The more critical the situation, the sharper Michelle's wit. I'm not sure that everyone in the surgical waiting room could appreciate it, is all.

Mesmerized

I was stopped behind a vehicle with this on the back window:



I finished reading the ad and noticed that I was getting sleepy.

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Cause Célèbre

I was stopped behind a vehicle that had been extensively decorated with ribbon-campaign markings. I'm not against campaigns that bring public attention to the cause, but, like so many other great ideas, ribbon campaigns have been exploited.

This car owner had ribbons and decals for:

Breast Cancer Awareness		End Male Violence Against Women
Support our Troops		September 11, 2001

MADD

All very worthwhile campaigns.

I was impressed with the social consciousness until this:

I'm sure there are some compelling soccer needs, but I don't buy that any of them would be in the same class as cancer or drunk driving!

The victim to remember in this ribbon campaign is the mark who forked over $4.95!

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