28 Mar 18
06:15 hrs
A former co-worker who stubbornly remains living out on the frozen prairie has recently - and joyously I might add - stated that there is a new pro hockey team in Seattle, which could be named the the Seattle Kraken. Of course, there will be a plethora of nubes who will pronounce it with a long "A" sound as in the word "brake".
My point is that the last thing we, in North America, need is another bloody pro sports team. Did you know that for a new NHL franchise team to buy into the league they have to pony up $500 million dollars. And that is in USD. Can you imagine what good things can be done with that money? The world can be far better off with more clean water sources for Third World countries than another bunch of testosterone laden muscle men chasing a piece of rubber on a slippery surface. Don't get me wrong. I like sports of all kinds. I may not play a lot of them. But, I like them.
The rant is over.
29 Mar 18
07:15 hrs
Yes, this is a holiday weekend. For those of you who are Christian or Jewish it is an important time for renewal and rebirth. A great number of the Millenial generation probably has no clue as to the reason for this holiday. For them it's just a nice long weekend.
The Sages were planning on going to Cowtown to see my L'il Sis and other relatives. They were delayed by a day but I think they pressed on. The Weather Channel was calling for freezing drizzle in the area. Easter is never a good time to travel over the mountain passes going east or west. With a simple change in elevation rain can turn to ice and snow then back again quite easily.
30 Mar 18
08:45 hrs
I just talked to Li'l Sis and she informed me that the Sages made it to Cowtown. They are for going visiting one of the relatives due to I'll health. Of course, the old adage of calling someone to let them know you are safe after a long trip does not apply to them. I suppose they believe that no one would worry or notice. At this end we had no way of knowing if they were home, in Cowtown, trapped by a avalanche in The Pass or over a bloody cliff. Hey Sage's. ..how about following your own advice!
Li'l Sis has two new feline fur balls and only one of the Sages has any time for them. Naturally, the fur balls are trying to convince the other Sage that they are cute and cuddly. This situation has made me realize that all cats belong to the Jehovah Witness faith because they purposely seek out those who are farthest from acceptance and try to convince them otherwise. How's that for a radically clear idea?
We were planning on having our friends over for an Easter get together but two are not well. Age is catching up to them. Chef Blaine is still going to prepare a roast done on the Flame Pit and a Cuban dessert. Sous Irene has prepped a side already. We'll take a couple of plates over to them. It's the right thing to do.
I told my Lobster that I love her and that she keeps me young. After a long soulful look, she replied, I guess I'm not doing such a good job."
I'm still waiting for the last instalment of "So There I was" to be edited but in the meantime I am working on "Who let the Goats out". Never a dull moment at the Wayward Inn.
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