Odds 'n' Ends
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Take a look around you.
Look to your left, look to your right, look up, and look down.
Have you ever wondered, "How the heck did I get here?"
The physical reality of where one ends up is sometimes baffling. The reality of who you're with, what you do during your days, what you eat, where you sleep, who you know and who you don't know — all those things are even more baffling.
Was it all by chance? Or did you have it all planned out this way?
Look to your left, look to your right, look up, and look down.
Have you ever wondered, "How the heck did I get here?"
The physical reality of where one ends up is sometimes baffling. The reality of who you're with, what you do during your days, what you eat, where you sleep, who you know and who you don't know — all those things are even more baffling.
Was it all by chance? Or did you have it all planned out this way?
Millions of kids in Canada are getting ready to go back to school next Tuesday.
Since retiring from teaching, I'm not usually around for this little ritual. Normally, I would be on the road somewhere, doing something with someone. This year, I am here, and I have this strange compulsion to go out and buy back-to-school items, like a new backpack, a three-ring binder complemented by a bushel of Hilroy loose-leaf paper, a lunch bag with maybe a nifty thermos in it, a pencil case and some pens and pencils, and maybe even one of those compass sets that every kid totes around, but rarely, if ever, uses. You know, the set with the protractor, whatever that might be, and that sharp little stick-em-in-the-eye thing for the bully at the back of the class ...
My granddaughter is entering Grade 2 this year, and she is beside herself with excitement. She's a bright one, that girl, and she does very well in school.
Me? Yeah, I don't recall ever being excited about going back to school. For me, it meant that most of my time would be controlled by yet another adult character in the comedy of life. I was never happy under the hand of anyone, and by the age of eight, I knew most adults were faking it.
Since retiring from teaching, I'm not usually around for this little ritual. Normally, I would be on the road somewhere, doing something with someone. This year, I am here, and I have this strange compulsion to go out and buy back-to-school items, like a new backpack, a three-ring binder complemented by a bushel of Hilroy loose-leaf paper, a lunch bag with maybe a nifty thermos in it, a pencil case and some pens and pencils, and maybe even one of those compass sets that every kid totes around, but rarely, if ever, uses. You know, the set with the protractor, whatever that might be, and that sharp little stick-em-in-the-eye thing for the bully at the back of the class ...
My granddaughter is entering Grade 2 this year, and she is beside herself with excitement. She's a bright one, that girl, and she does very well in school.
Me? Yeah, I don't recall ever being excited about going back to school. For me, it meant that most of my time would be controlled by yet another adult character in the comedy of life. I was never happy under the hand of anyone, and by the age of eight, I knew most adults were faking it.
So, is there ever an age when you can stop dieting?
Did you happen to see Miley Cyrus, aka "Hannah Montana," shaking her booty at the MVA awards? The reaction to her performance has been generally one of shock. I'm not sure why.
We sexualize everything in our world today, from cantaloupe to paper clips, so why would anyone be surprised to see a nubile young woman become a little liquid in front of the television cameras. Yes, it was an "in-your-face moment," but I'm not sure that it corrupted the minds of young boys across America.
Most young boys with a computer are already addicted to porn, thanks to the Internet. What Ms Cyrus offered was pretty tame by comparison.
I must confess that, after the Ms Cyrus performance, I was struck with a moment of nostalgia for the celebrities that made my head swim when I was just a lad.
For some reason, Hayley Mills, who once starred in a somewhat silly movie entitled The Parent Trap, managed to send my eleven-year-old libido into overdrive. Hayley never had a Miley moment, except in my dreams, but then things were a little different back in the dark ages. Young girls were just that — young girls — and their public and pubic reputations seemed ostensibly more chaste, or at least, more well-hidden from the today's ever-present media eye.
We sexualize everything in our world today, from cantaloupe to paper clips, so why would anyone be surprised to see a nubile young woman become a little liquid in front of the television cameras. Yes, it was an "in-your-face moment," but I'm not sure that it corrupted the minds of young boys across America.
Most young boys with a computer are already addicted to porn, thanks to the Internet. What Ms Cyrus offered was pretty tame by comparison.
I must confess that, after the Ms Cyrus performance, I was struck with a moment of nostalgia for the celebrities that made my head swim when I was just a lad.
For some reason, Hayley Mills, who once starred in a somewhat silly movie entitled The Parent Trap, managed to send my eleven-year-old libido into overdrive. Hayley never had a Miley moment, except in my dreams, but then things were a little different back in the dark ages. Young girls were just that — young girls — and their public and pubic reputations seemed ostensibly more chaste, or at least, more well-hidden from the today's ever-present media eye.
Do you remember a television show called, Bonanza ? Remember Surfside 6 ? Or 77 Sunset Strip ? How about Magnum, PI ? Columbo ?
What the heck has happened to television?
Jeez ... how old am I?
What the heck has happened to television?
Jeez ... how old am I?
Yesterday, when I went down to the gym, there was a big ol' possum sitting on the walkway, out in the back garden.
Now, I know nothing about possums, but I was struck with the idea of going out and having a chat with the fellow.
I didn't because he seemed a tad cranky. Are possums vicious critters?
Now, I know nothing about possums, but I was struck with the idea of going out and having a chat with the fellow.
I didn't because he seemed a tad cranky. Are possums vicious critters?
Yesterday was a day to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Martin Luther King's famous "I Have A Dream" speech.
The civil rights movement has come a long ways in this country and in the USA, and Mr King's speech is often seen as a watershed moment in the history of racial equality.
Now if only someone would step forward and champion the cause of financial equality, because oppressed is oppressed, poverty is pretty much colour-blind, and the rich have little if any interest in helping the poor and disenfranchised find their way out of despair.
Sounds too much like communism, I guess.
The civil rights movement has come a long ways in this country and in the USA, and Mr King's speech is often seen as a watershed moment in the history of racial equality.
Now if only someone would step forward and champion the cause of financial equality, because oppressed is oppressed, poverty is pretty much colour-blind, and the rich have little if any interest in helping the poor and disenfranchised find their way out of despair.
Sounds too much like communism, I guess.
OK, that's it for today.
Enjoy a cup of good coffee on me.
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Oh sure, send me the bill ... I think I can cover a round for the Blogger crowd ...
Enjoy a cup of good coffee on me.
Huh?
Oh sure, send me the bill ... I think I can cover a round for the Blogger crowd ...