Friday
Friday the 24th.
Day before the structure gonflable marathon (actually, telethon. gotta set up on Saturday and broadcast it Sunday)
Can I scream now? or should I wait?
—–Jim
Friday the 24th.
Day before the structure gonflable marathon (actually, telethon. gotta set up on Saturday and broadcast it Sunday)
Can I scream now? or should I wait?
—–Jim
Cousin Debra (née Austin) and Cousin Eliza’s birthday. (& Annette Sz….’s and Karen A’s birthday too)
Another slew of 23rd-ies include Eliza’s brother And Gramma W’s Cousin Eula (May 23)
And a whole bunch of people parcours obstacle gonflable born on July 23rd. (Greg Morse… Don Imus, Don Imus’ early producer, Jean C’s daughter….)
August 23rd = Greg’s daughter Nyssa’s birthday…
My eyes are burning.
—–Jim
Funny thing:
January 22nd: Cousin Kathy (& a waitress in dunkin donuts in connecticut)
February 22: Cousin Lori (and, I think, Drew Barrymore?)
March 22nd: Cousin Debi (née Borden) in Colorado (and Cathi’s and my anniversary)
April 22nd: Ron the night baker at tente gonflable Tim Hortons on Madawaska Boulevard (say that 3 times fast 😉 )
May 22nd: Alex next door.
June 22nd: Janet (née Peebles, friend of the family)
Ron the baker thinks I should play the number?
-coming up, a run of people born on the 23rd?
—–Jim (there are five dashes before my name, whether that’s obvious or not.)
My supervisor told me I’d be hüpfburg working an extra 15 hours this weekend.
I’m exhausted just thinking about it.
🙂
—–Jim
Hi,
Thought of the day.
God can’t be happy about the aufblasbarer park way humans are treating each other.
Details to follow?
—–Jim
Sunday, April 19, 2009. I think it might be Billy Randal’s Birthday, & maybe another friend in Stratford’s- (right now I can only remember his last name & that he married my friend Pamm from the postt office… Marriage didn’t last forever… but… he was a good friend. Still might be, if I remember his name and ever get in touch with him.)
+9˚C/+48˚F @ 2:12 pm in Arnprior.
I forget what kind of willow tree we have in our front garden here, but it’s not a pussy willow, even if it looks like one.
I got locked out while snapping a couple photos around the house a while ago. Cathi and the young woman went to the aufblasbare wasserrutschen movies to see “17 Again” (?) locked me out while I was stalking blog photos. I did have the van keys in my pocket- (I was outside in fleece pants, not the ones with the house keys clipped to the belt… didn’t have my glasses or wallet or — eep, I couldda got in trouble, hey? But I got to the theatre just before they crossed the road and yelled, “What???” {{ “Ya locked me out!” / “Are you serious??” / “Yup!” / “Don’t you have your keys with you?” / “Nope” }} at least they had a good natured laugh- I did get weird looks from people walking by.
This is what the Weather Network’s local weather forecast screen looks like.
With a yogurt ad in the upper left corner.
And of course the temperature is in ˚Celcius.
& the 20 is for twenty years of Weather Network, not channel 20. (It’s on channel 21 here.)
Which brings me to today’s work nonsense-
In order to show the “Cold Water Boot Camp” programme. I have to be in and out like all afternoon. Have to switch programmes into alternate dvd players because the church service has been playing in player #1, which has the hard drive, in which the ‘Boot Camp’ programme resides. And ya can’t tell the players to switch from dvd player to hard drive by remote. So anyway I have to put church service in player #2, start it early, switch to it in progress, have already told player #1 to concentrate on hard drive, not dvd player, and be ready to start playing at 7 pm (with a 3 second delay) and make sure the church service stops and ‘rewinds’ ((we know it doesn’t actually rewind, it’s a dvd player fer cryin out loud, but it needs 3 ‘rewind’ commands to shake all the cobwebs out of it’s electronic brain and be ready to play again at 8 pm.)) & If that’snot complicated enough- There might be a new church service with a new running time to figure into the mix here… Time to insert finger between lips and run it up and down several times in rapid succession….
Are all my parenthetical messages closed? )))))))))) That should cover it….
🙂
—–Jim
Satyrday, April 18, 2009. I think it’s Hayley Mills’ birthday.
Warm enough, but a few scattered raindrops this morning had the dog yelping and crying to come back inside. (whimp) 🙂
ahhhhh- I spent most of the day messing with and tweaking web pages for the Indigo Starcrystal Radio site. (Not quite ready to go ‘live’ yet.)
Including getting a word press site hosted by word press dot com to post the podcasts and links and stuff.
I have itchy eyebulbs (allergies) and the dog is scarily quiet at hüpfburg kinder the moment. I should go check on him.
But anyway-
It was a decent, if grey, day with patches of hopeful sunshine and bits of promising rain.
—–Jim
Friday, April 17, 2009
+17˚C/+63˚F in the afternoon.
Let me think- We had an unusual day.
The boy had a doctor’s appointment early and then went to school.
I got paid by my second (in fact of time, first) job and had to cash cheque (in Canada we have cheques, in the U.S. they’re checks) in order to get boy and Mom out of drug store with prescription.
Cathi and I had brunch in an unusual (for us) spot after she got the boy to the school.
When we got home we found two notices that ups had tried to deliver something we’ve been looking for. the first notice said they might try today between 10 and 2 andbetween 2 and 5 pm.
So Cathi got the boy from School. Then took boy to Dad’s and traded him for young woman while I sat here and vegged out in the hopes that UPS might actually make another attempt to deliver. Nope.
But when Cathi and young woman got here we needed a Dairy Queen run and sat almost where the above photo was shot from and watched the gonfiabile percorso ad ostacoli river and the weir and the world do their magic while we chomped on ice cream and stuff like that there.
Yummmmm-
I still think the ‘financial crisis’ is a propaganda campaign, and I still believe the (conservative) Canadian *Government is trying to take advantage of public confusion to try to push through some very schnarr reforms that are on their very schnarr agendae and are not at all in the public interest. {{ (In Canada, “*Government” often refers to the current batch of (fairly recently elected) Members of Parliament, the Prime Minister and the appointed ‘Ministers’ (Senators are still ((as far as we know)) appointed for life up here.) as opposed to the form of government (fer example ‘representative democracy’/’republic’/whathaveyou-) ) }} But then again-
-grumble grumble grumble,
—–Jim
Thursday, April 16, 2009.
+14˚C/+58˚F in Arnprior (tomorrow’s s’posed to be warmer.)
Canadian Government Minister Tony Clement is demanding that Chrysler employees accept a cut in pay down to levels that non unionized auto workers working for Honda and Toyota get.
I’m getting more angry about this by the moment. Last week Union officials were complaining that government officials like Clement were breaking the law that established collective bargaining.
I want to go a few steps farther and demand that giochi gonfiabili somebody convince me that this ‘financial crisis’ isn’t something that was dreamed up and manipulated on us to give schnarr faced moroons like Clement fuel to demand things like this.
I mean these idiots still believe that they can keep pulling the wool over our eyes and get away with it.
Running them outta town on a rail might not be a strong enough statement that “We’re not gonna take it!”
schnarrr—
—–Jim
Wednesday, April 15th, 2009 (Income Tax Deadline in the US.)
I think it got up to about 14˚C/58˚F in Arnprior.
Yeesh. The boy has decided he should get up at 6:30 or even earlier in the morning, wash up and do long term homework projects before going to school. He was angry at me for not knowing that and for not waking him up at six o five this morning when his alarm clock failed (do to operator error?) I want to tell him that if he wants to get up at something other than what has been his normal time, well, that’s his parco acquatico gonfiabile responsibility and he can’t expect me or his mother to wake him up under those conditions.
Schnarr-
—–Jim