What Day Is It?
Mood:  not sure
Topic: The World At Large
As the CBC labour dispute continues... My kitchen radio has never been this quiet. I've been watching CNN frequently in case another piece of the United States gets washed away, and, no, I'm not hoping for that despite some unkind remarks I made a few days ago when I forgot to make a distinction between the citizens and the government of our southern neighbour. That said, I'm not going to pretend to like them more just because they've had bad luck.

Yep, it's Dullsville at the moment. Today I have the duty of spending a largeish sum of dough for auto repairs. Of all the people in town who may be in the position of driving around with shitty brakes, I'm glad it was me. Thanks to that horseshoe up my ass, nobody got hurt for that scary week when the grinding noise started.

More unpleasant decisions to make will occur on November 19th when Vancouver has its civic elections. What in the name of god did we do wrong to be handed a choice between Jim Green and Christy Clark? Clark's appearance effectively wipes Sam Sullivan off the map. A vote for Mr. Green is one better conducted by "holding one's nose," as a neighbourhood activist recently mused in the food co-op. I don't recall voting for him when he ran against Philip Owen but circumstances dictate. I called it a Hobson's Choice although going by Wikipedia's definition, that's not an exact fit. There exists a metaphor that would better illustrate the sadness of choosing between two awful things but I don't know what it is.

I have just had two glorious days off and it feels like a week. As soon as I'm though the doors of Zargon, I'm gone. The ease with with I can cast aside any thoughts of work are impressive, and I almost worry that I'll forget entirely what I'm meant to do there. Then I'll see a number pattern that reminds me of a transit number and I can see how well the information has been embedded. Perhaps I'll get that lovely toolkit from Zargon one day.