Month: June 2014

Panning

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(If this is a little rough, blame Michelle.) I am not an authority figure in a hat. I don’t much like authority figures and I don’t particularly care for hats either. Despite this, I acknowledge that occasionally the stars and planets align in such a way that ‘they’ can say something that contains a grain of truth. Occasionally. In particular, one (faux) authority figure said something like “I may not know much about art, but […]

Numbering — a travelogue

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Writing is hard. Not that I have the gall (despite what I was taught in school) to dignify my scribblings by calling them ‘writing’ but it’s still hard. One thing that doesn’t seem to add to the difficulty, though, is location. (I thought about quoting Hamlet but decided that would be pompous and the quote doesn’t really apply anyway.) I don’t need my Lucky Hat of Infinite (hah!) Ideas or Special Desk of Intense Thinkitude […]

(Base) Running

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I used to be able to play softball. I learned a few things from my Dad (he’s in the Manitoba Softball Hall of Fame so he knew his stuff) and I like to remember myself as being a useful (ish) utility player. I was never a star or anything, of course but I could hit a bit (mostly singles), run a bit (not terribly fast), play most infield positions reasonably well (not a great arm […]

Sparing 3 — the last stand

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(I’m not claiming that this is the last time I’ll drone on about this; it’s just that the name of one of the most awesomely bad movie sequels ever made seemed somehow… germane. Sorry.) I’ve talked about sparing before. More than once. Briefly, a curling team is four people; it’s a significant disadvantage to play with three and against the rules to play with two so most teams will try to find a ‘spare’ — […]

Lighting

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Newspapers are ‘in decline‘. There seems to be general agreement on that point. What that decline means (Is it evidence of grievous societal rot? Is it the harbinger of an impending zombie apocalypse? Is it the normal evolution of the medium?) is hotly debated; I’ll leave the debate to other people. All I know is that my father worked in newspapers for a significant fraction of his life and they were a large part of […]