Wanderings – Hot Dog Math and Canadian English
Getting behind the wheel of a car and going for a drive has always been fun for me. Ever since I received my driver’s licence, having a car meant freedom. The open road, arm out […]
Getting behind the wheel of a car and going for a drive has always been fun for me. Ever since I received my driver’s licence, having a car meant freedom. The open road, arm out […]
What is tradition? It’s a fascinating question to ponder. The definition – as I’ve learned it over the years is an old way, or THE old way, of doing something. Or it’s doing something because […]
A friend once told me that expiry dates were a “recommendation”. Weeks later, that same friend told me he had been unwell due to eating something expired. He heeded those expiry date “suggestions” more from […]
According to a recent email, I am worth $7.86. Sadly I am not surprised by this figure, but still I expected it to be at least in the double digits. That email from health care […]
I have tried to be nice. I have tried to be civil. But it is getting to be a bit of a nuisance – or a pain. Phone calls at all hours from companies that […]
Last week, the Ontario government announced the winners of its battery energy storage procurement process, and the community I live in lost in both figurative and literal sense. Unlike previous “green energy” procurement processes in […]
Later this week there will be a community summit about affordable housing in the region where I live. This summit will bring together a bunch of politicians and experts to discuss the problems of affordable […]
I dislike public speaking. I’m a writer, not a speaker. I like to stay behind the camera taking photos, not go in front of them. Speaking in front of others is to draw attention to […]
Driving into a parking lot the other day, I may have muttered some inappropriate language. It was a small parking area, not really a lot at all – enough for two cars. Or at least […]
American humourist Josh Billings is credited with coining the metaphor that the squeakiest wheel gets the grease. Under his pen-name, Henry Wheeler Shaw, he wrote a poem in 1870 that popularized the metaphor. “I hate […]
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