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Wednesday, 7 March 2018

This will NOT be pretty!

07 Mar 18
05:05 hrs

     At long last there has been some headway made at the Wayward Inn.

     Our Sr. Couch Monkey has been so engaging and helpful since he left college we sometimes wonder if it's been a case of Invasion of the Body Snatchers. He has spent the past couple of weeks upgrading his basic job skills with a group in town called Blade Runners. They facilitate people to get basic first aid, food safe, whmis and a bunch of other letters. Once done the applicants are placed into work experience slots hopefully in fields of interest. Blade Runners also pushes the applicants to pump out the CV's and distribute them. Now that this is all said and done the Elder Loin Fruit has been placed in a field of his liking and he starts this afternoon. Yeaaaaaah! He also has a position on hold in the service industry.  DOUBLE YEAAAAAAH!!

     Our Jr. Loin Fruit has grasped the importance of not getting sucked down the rabbit hole on his computer. He was always using Google Docs for his homework because he could work on it here and pick up where he left off at school and vice versa. But, if the Net goes down your screwed because all of it is in The Cloud. Well, skeezicks pull your head out of the cloud and out of your ass too. Here's a brand new copy of MS OFFICE so now you can do your homework at anytime. Save it on your hard drive and back it up on a jump drive. This was something I tried to impress upon the Sr. Couch Monkey when he was doing his English 12 through Distance Ed. After five months of taking the course he informed us that he had 85% of it completed. When I had checked with the school he had turned in only one assignment.

     So I sez to my son, the flesh of my flesh, "Where's the rest of the work you have done?"

     "I had sent it in. They must have lost it."

     "But, you saved a copy of your work right?"

     "Yeah Dad, it's in the Cloud."

     "Well, pull it out of the Cloud and re-send it to them because as of right now they have just one assignment from you. Now, if you have done the work, and you say that you have, then let's make sure they get it."

     "Okay, Dad."

     A couple of days later I checked with the Distance Ed staff and they had recieved nothing. My Best and Brightest now tells me that the Cloud must have glitches because he can't find it.

     "Well then, you did save all of your work onto a jump drive before saving it on THE CLOUD, right?"

     "No, Dad. I didn't."

     "Well, unless you can pull it out of THE CLOUD" you will have to do it all over."

     And, he did.

12:25 hrs

     The fuel prices have gone through the roof, starting on the Mainland. This will certainly impact travel, especially for tbe commuters. One caller on CBC indicated that if the Hugh-Ess wants to put a tariff on materials - aluminium and steel - coming over the border then WE should tariff the crude oil heading South of the 49th Parallel. Sounds good to me.

     The Oma-nator has gone back to the Nation's Capital but her presence still lingers as I was subjected to watching the end of The Bachelor.  Yes, Dear Readers have some pity on me.

08 Mar 18
06:45 hrs

     Today is International Women's Day, the day that is supposed to used to recognize and promote the women around the world. This isn't like Mother's Day where you drop a dime and call mom to see if she of she's still playing bingo at the seniors centre on Thursday afternoon.   No, this is much more important. I would like you, Dear Reader, to take the time and reflect on the plight of women around the world where they have no rights. Places like Saudi Arabia, where a husband can legally behead at high noon in the middle of a traffic circle his wife for any suspected transgressions. Where hundred and hundreds of girls are taken at night from their villages to become slaves and the tribal womb for the Boko Haram. Yes, think about this when you hear of the plight of the hard done by like Paris, Chloe, Ivanka and all the rest. The self promotion of their petty issues is enough to make me want to puke coat hangers. 

    

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