This is Good Luck
I took a serious fall recently and cracked my head open on a piece of concrete furniture. Ambulance. Hospital. Deep wound. Injured shoulder. Tendon separated from a knuckle on my left ring finger.
My wife said “You need to buy a lottery ticket.”
Lipstick on a Pig
Vegas is a dystopian distortion of reality but you know that before you arrive so you get ready for the ‘shock’ that it is. Even with that though, I have to say that the image of a very heavy man wearing a blond Trump wig, an American flag vest, cowboy boots and NOTHING else was quite a sight.
Dad and Me
I spent some time with my Dad yesterday. He died in 1994.
More Adventures with a Capital A
Author’s Note: I introduced Edith and Finn, the young French Bulldog and Labrador with my first children’s book “Edith and Finn: Adventures with a Capital A’. And then along came Frankie, a beautiful black Labradane. She joined in with Edith and Winnie as though they’d known each other all their lives, which given that they were all puppies had not been very long.
Adventures with a Capital A
In real life, Edith and Finn were two young puppies and they inspired me to write children’s books. My first is called: ‘Edith and Finn Adventures with a Capital A’ and this is an excerpt. The books ‘Edith and Finn Adventures with a Capital A’ and ‘Edith and Frankie More Adventures with a Capital A’ are a great read for children between 7 – 12 years of age. They are available through any bookstore or online at Amazon.ca etc by title or author name, Tony Peyton.
But I Am Upset!
It took me a moment to absorb the absurdity of it all. If I was to understand the Homesense clerk correctly, we were to go online and try to find the specific lock for that cabinet which as it turns out had been made in India. What were the chances!? Alternatively, one imagines she thought we might get in our car and go from hardware store to hardware store until we located an equivalent lock. For which we were to receive a $10 discount. The mind reels at the possibilities.
Happy 110th Bumpy
My granddaughter Rowe is just eighteen months old and she calls me ‘Bumpy’. It’s the best! It makes me feel younger, more lighthearted every time she says it. And that’s a good thing because the fact is I’m barreling down a one way track which if I’m to believe the pessimists among us, has a dead end. What a drag. I’ve never been happier bad knees, relentless peeing and general grumpiness notwithstanding. Never been happier. And now! NOW I’m supposed to be good with it all ending?! I don’t think so.
When Good Girls Revolted
A young Canadian woman in this century is free and empowered in ways that her predecessors could only ever dream of. So here’s the thing, if you don’t know where that came from, how hard it was to achieve, what sacrifices needed to be made you may take it all for granted.
But here’s another thing: If you don’t protect it, value it and guard it, fight for it the way others before you did, we will take it back!
Old Men Are The Best
Here’s the thing: OLD men are great. We know full well what is coming our way and for the most part we don’t flinch, using humour among other things to fend off the Horrible Reality. We are often times given a bad rap described in the most horrible ways generally by people who don’t have a clue what it is to be OLD. They will one day of course. If they are lucky.
Oh The Humanity!
So the day I take my advice from Elon Musk is the day I … oh never mind. In any event a recent comment by Musk caught my attention. He warned in rather apocalyptic tones that artificial intelligence is the greatest threat to humanity that we have ever faced. Good Lord man, in a world of hyperbole that takes the cake.