I’ve talked a few times about goals; mostly in the context of hockey, although I’ve exploited the different meanings of the word ‘goal’ to make fun of some stuff. Whatever, but it’s mostly been about hockey. In particular, I’ve mentioned that I have two main goals when playing hockey (and doing a lot of other things): don’t get hurt and don’t barf. Well. Yesterday I stretched the first one just a little. I was sitting […]
I was walking down the sidewalk the other day when I had a minor epiphany (very minor — only I could have such a pathetic epiphany) — it occurred to me that, all things considered, this isn’t a bad place to live. You wouldn’t know it from my maunderings, of course: I’ve ranted at length about the misdirected cleverness of the shadowy figures that make incomprehensible decisions about parking, I’ve whined about the brain trust […]
So I’m at this cottage, lying in the sun on a denim-covered sofa, trying to think of something to say about art, when I hear a nearby mother of two exclaim “Don’t muck with my swale!” I didn’t even know she had one.
The Internet is full of stuff. Politicians tell us it’s full of ‘information.’ Gamers tell us it’s full of lag. But what it’s really full of is memes. For example… Kate Monster tells us that it’s really really great but she’s a little naive and forgets one teeny little thing. Her neighbor Trekkie tells her (musically, of course) that her worldview is perhaps a little narrow without once calling her ‘Horatio.’ Good going, Trekkie. Trekkie […]
Before I start, I feel that I must bow to a dominant internet meme. Now that that’s out of the way…. They say that goals are important. ‘They‘ can be in Columbia (or want you to think that they are), ‘they‘ can be associated with a cheating athlete, ‘they‘ can have an annoying website, but google says that ‘they’ are two hundred thirty-six million strong. Who can argue with that? Well, me for one, but […]