" When the rain, washes you clean, you'll know "
Typing here in the QMH, yep, pouring out there. A reprieve from the relentless pursuit of fish.
Heat is on, coffee almost gone. Oops, time to get up and do stuff. I'm always complaining of endless things to do at QMH.
Our Rob Ford ( mayor ) is in Chicago ( ' chicken in the car, car won't go, thats how you spell CHICAGO ' - this is a line from the movie ' A River Runs Through It '. never got it, do you ? )
Chicago is our twin city. Both are meat processing centres or were. Both are north of the United States ( thats a Will Rogers line ).
They interviewed some Chicagoans, Toronto ?
I heard its nice. Oh yeah, NICE.
The 'bee is quiet. No boats , of course, not even the XTreme ( my boat ). Charged all the batteries last night. We'll see if they hold charge - all day or maybe even until to-morrow depending on the weather. There is a chance of rain to-night and to-morrow.
Maintaining charge is a sign that the battery is still in functioning.
Woke up this morning, very early, 6:00 AM, treated my eyes w/ drops , since they get very dry during the night. Then for some reason, I read. The book is " Last Light of the Sun " by Guy Gavriel Kay.
LLotS is set in early Britain. The land is dominated by raiders of all kinds. The worst or best come from Nordic countries, but some are Gaels or Picts or soon to be Picts. There are faeries and they interact w/ the people that are sensitive or somehow brave enough to dare to walk up to a glowing figure.
I stayed up, made coffee had a croissant and cheese. Croissant and cheese w/ asparagus is one of my favourites. This tendency comes from a chance purchase in a bakery in Niagara-on-the-lake. Of such, are life's history made.
Boy, this blogging does get personal. oh well, presumeably its carthartic, it certainly appears to be chronic.
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