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Tuesday, November 16 I am now eating Chef Boyardee's Beefaroni and a slurpee, which I have purchased with almost the last $3.30 I have to my name. Well, the people at Edulinx would want me to point out that my name and net worth is in fact worth a great deal less than $3.30 when you factor in my student loans. That's ok, I think they are worth less than $3.30 too, so I guess we're even. Well, no. I guess they don't think we are even. Not for another 10 years and $30,000 plus interest. But even in our opinions of each other. After making (and by "making" we mean "heating up") dinner, I decided it would be best to put in a bowl to consume. Normally when playing the bachelor I wouldn't use another dish. Heck, I might not even bother with the "making" of Chef Boyardee and just consume from the can. But I needed the sense of accomplishment that can only come from eating the food from a dish. Today the wheels fell off the cart so to speak. I didn't bring the kids back from Calgary when I visited Edmonton so I am alone. Without human companionship. Fortunately I have a dog and a cat. So I guess it could be worse. I feel like a Johnny Cash song. Not worse, thankfully. But certainly melancholy. Sad. Maybe even depressed... although that is likely overstating the case. Almost guaranteed. I leave for Calgary again tomorrow. I will spend lots of time with Brett, have some fun in Calgary, see my wife, and head to Red Deer with kids. Another debate, back in Edmonton. I wonder if children understand when you don't clean the house? I mean, I try and be understanding with the rooms, but sometimes they get too much. But seriously, my home is the home of a small nuclear explosion. With a cat and dog. Speaking of the dog, have you seen the new Alberta Liberal ad? Again not trying to be political, but simply make light of a political ad. Kevin Taft suggests we need to "calm down" health care. Well he doesn't just suggest, he says we need to. What does that mean? I bring up the dog because she needs lots of that - calming down. But that means sitting her down, saying no in a firm voice and looking at her sternly. Does Kevin want to do that to health care? posted by Duncan @ 11:23 PM © 2003-2010 Duncan Wojtaszek No reproduction whatsoever, in any form, without permission. All views expressed here are those of Duncan Wojtaszek and no other person or organization. |
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