Another beautiful day in corto land...
I've left the ramp uncovered for two days now and there's no rain in sight till NEXT TUESDAY!!!
The days start cold as heck... but that's ok.
We're all in training for Fall.
And I love Fall.
~ beige day... well, trousers. :)
~ surgical green summer shirt, and a brown, green argyle sweater.
~ however, that all ended up in a bag in the can at a starbucks as I put on cargo shorts and an enjoi tee.
~ the consummate wednesday!
~ got to work early... the kids going to school so early makes for an early start to the day for me too...
~ ze'big'ass meeting at the start of the day... We're outgrowing the boardroom we have so in two weeks we're moving to a huge room in the main "board room ally". :D (kind of a milestone.)
~ more meetings more busy more work... that totally makes the day vanish.
~ went to the gym for an hour at lunch... focused on my legs and shoulders... being nice to my abs. (landed on my left shoulder during one of the drop in attempts last friday.)
~ and went to the big skate park directly after work... for an hour of forcing my hip to work again (landed on it during one of the drop in attempts last friday night...sigh. LOL)
~ home to make chicken kiev for dinner... (so easy when you already have "stock" of homemade garlic butter - rolled into sticks - in the freezer)
~ for Serpico... er... I mean kitiara... to be wary of the suduko seduction...
~ to tell darkbay that she's got schnizzle. :D
~ and that the_bean ... collects up the brain drippings and saves 'em. :D
[ :: Story in the news in these parts, about a car / cyclist fight ... with the expected outcome. :: ]
So while courier bicycle'ists across Toronto gather to mourn the death of a friend and collegue...
and lynch some schmuck named Michael Bryant (ex big honcho in Ontario politics)...
I have to ask...
If you were a five foot nothing man in a new 60k$ convertible, with you hot date, all dressed up and on your way home...
and at some random intersection in downtown busytown (Toronto, for example) you encounter a drunk, imposing bike courier dude - who like so many of his brether'en clearly own the roads.
Likely you cut him off in some imagined infraction of his road-ownership or perhaps ... just maybe... you didn't see the darkly dressed cyclist, sans helmet, sans light...
So at this point cyclist dude attacks you... going for the headlock.
What do you do?
While your options include, getting out of the car so the dude can get a better shot at you, while beating the crap out of you in front of your date...
You might... just maybe... drive the fuck away.
If giant idiot boy grabs the steering wheel and continues to attack you... and gets his dumb ass self dead...
Well that's a little active darwinism.
Local school policy... local public schools... new rule.
Your kid cannot hand out birthday party invitations on school property, unless he or she is prepared to invite THE WHOLE CLASS.
The alternative, it seems, is just too devastating to the self esteem of the have-not-kids.
So... later... when we graduate a generation of plain white toast robots that have never experienced anything more emotionally challenging than lining up for a water fountain...
We can depend on them to take over Government, become Police officers, lawyers, doctors, etc...
Yup yup... things are gonna be great then...
K... Jordan... on Big Brother...
is so freaking cute... it's amazing.
K... time to go be dad for a little while. :D