Tuesday, March 20, 2007











Well, I'm kinda sorta getting the dynamic here now. Cathy, I certainly do remember you in the blue pall, at the other end of the kitchen table talking politics with mom. Everyone that ever sat in that kitchen was in that blue haze. I realize that I have to stay away from talking about politics myself, and indeed from having anything to do with politics. As I am genetically predisposed to political overboardism. For Frank, you were close, it's actually a ceiling projector very similar to a ceilometer, it has a greater range than a ceilometer but is less accurate at it's higher range. The other features of...sorry, I love my job and am prone to occasional overboardism on this topic as well. Not really sure how the pics will show up on the post, they are pretty self explanatory. my office. radio console. view from outside. Oh yeah, the big honkin' snowblower.

3 comments:

Frank Brown said...

An antique. I thought that time stopped only in N.S.

the Mailman Family said...

That is one big honking snow blower and lots of snow. I love to see snow pics - as long as its not in our yard! Re Brenton getting his license - I'm not too worried as he is really mature and responsible. Oh, I shouldn't say that too loud! Plus we already have Jason off to the driving world, so it seems a little easier with #2.

C said...

Tim, I think you'll discover that we will find last thing you thought we'd be interested in - the topic we obsess on. For example, tractors (red), snow plows (honkin'), snow (what's WITH that, anyway?)We love everyone else's snow!

Don't believe any of the drivel written above. Chatty Cathy has surfaced and she tends to babble and free associate. Chatty and the Cliche Queen can be very tiresome especially when you live with them 24/7. Then there is Me. Right now she is standing in front of the kitchen cabinet contemplating the Rum Bottle within. It's so close to Friday night...so close...

I, on the other hand, am thinking I should get on with this...About politics...I no longer play...I used to work hard enlightening the "apathetic". Now, I am an enlightened "apathetic".

Feel free to digress about the electronic gizmos of work. It's refreshing to see someone is still enthusiastic about what they do for a living. I could use dose of that kind of enthusiasm...

Are u really planning to come to The Land That Time Forgot? The ocean stills smells as wonderful as you remember it does. It's part of the magic that is Eastern Passage...and who'd have thunk that, years ago! Not anyone from Darkness, let me tell ya!

Contrary to what Frank thinks, TIME does not stop HERE! I believe the gray hairs and wrinkles on my person are a testament to that. However, for ME, there may be some truth in that. She is still standing there in the kitchen, staring intently at the wood grain on the cupboard door. Perhaps I should go and get her a chair.