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June 4, 2002

Evolutionary Thoughts

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Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:

REALTOR.ca
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

Luna and Janus are all moved in. Saturday was moving day and very busy it was, to varying degrees, depending on who you were. Mother-in-law is a good thing to be on a moving day. Commentary from the mother-in-law might be seen as a form of interference. Although the image of a domineering mother-in-law has some perverse appeal, I have decided against cultivating such. Always one to err on the side of caution, I found it quite easy to watch quietly from the sidelines. I behaved like a perfect mother-in-law, as far as I could tell. My day was relaxing and pleasant; spent smiling, holding doors open, and minding puppy dogs.

The new house is a small treasure. It is bright and airy, compact and efficient. Janus purchased the house just after viewing it. They had been looking at homes for some time, but always lost the bid to purchase because they waited for Luna to view the house after work, by which time it had sold to someone else. After the acceptance of the offer to purchase, Luna saw the house for the first time. What trust these two have in one another; with just cause! My daughter has the good fortune to have met her "better half", and married him. Better in that he brings out the best in her and she the best in him. Could a mother ask for a more suitable match for her child?

Attila, in his usual form, spent Friday night in the kitchen preparing vegetarian lasagna and a chocolate birthday cake for Janus. On Saturday, he brought along all the fixings for salad. After all the furniture had been unloaded from the truck, he transformed himself into a chef. Janus showed off his culinary skills as well, on the new BBQ he received for his birthday, grilling burgers and dogs and baking potatoes. Good company, good food, and a very good time, was had by all.

Our housewarming/birthday gift to Luna and Janus was a gallon of genuine maple syrup. Now we are waiting for an invite back to try it on pancakes.

The neighbourhood has been watching as crime blossoms around us. A few months ago, down the street, beyond the perimeter of the known neighbor, the swat team arrived in force. The fully armored and armed team were 12 strong and proceeded to break down the door and thoroughly search the house. Apparently, they removed arms and drugs, but no one was home to be arrested.

Saturday, while we were away helping Luna and Janus with their move, a boarding house at the very end of our street was under police siege. Neighbors were told to stay in their homes and lock their doors.

The city we live in thinks of itself as a quiet, treed, paradise. Like most effusive self-definitions, this picture is not entirely accurate. We are quiet, with significant exceptions. We are treed, with significant exceptions. We are not living in paradise. At least those of us who are sober and awake are not living in paradise. Upon reflection, perhaps most of the population here is living in paradise.

We definitely live in a three-monkey town - mizaru, kikazaru, and iwazaru. When the insanity of those who love power seems overwhelming, I play a little game I created called, "Name the Monkey". Anyone can play and you can make up your own rules to suit. This game can provide endless hours of amusement and the mental images one can create are very effective for relieving the stress of modern living.



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Worldly Distractions

Little White Bungalo
Where the Heart Is



By the Easy Chair
Zelda
by Nancy Milford



Airwaves
Am I Not Merciful?
by Hans Zimmer
from the movie
Gladiator



On the Screen
Planet of the Apes
directed by
Tim Burton



Weather
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Humidity: 88%
Wind: S 9 km/h
Barometric:101.2 kPa

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by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog Peterme.com in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_blogging


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