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Ummm.... This is a post on Aug 26, 2010. Long time no see.

Saltwater

Satire about salmon farming

Here's your ticket

My three-year old son and I were pretending to be police and "bad guys". He walked up to me with stern authority and handed me a piece of paper. He declared "I'm giving you a ticket!". He then grabbed another piece of paper and also handed this to me, avowing "and here's another one."

He then clarified "The first ticket is for the hockey game, the second is for baseball."

Man, I love my children. :-)

Baby in Scene

This is a picture that mimics a neat optical illusion I've seen where there is a baby hidden in a scene with a couple standing on a shoreline. I would like to get information on the artist and or location inspiring the portrait.

Getting started -

MUCH more to come! (Just exploring the tools, etc). Have a fun surfin' time!

A Long Swim

A Long Swim (Part 1):

Sunset at Pointe-Du-Chene wharf. Staring into a late August sea. The wharf all but deserted, it’s only patrons the hangers-on of summer. A man walks up and says “Hello”.

“Hello” I replied, a minor chord trailing off on the downbeat.

“How are you?” he asked. Unlike most casual conversations, where the response is seldom heard, his tone begged the question be answered.

Without looking up from the water I replied, “Alright.” And then sighed softly, a sound lost in the evening breeze. “Today was going to be my wedding day. But that was three weeks ago.”

The stranger remained silent, his empathy and eyes fixed.

I continued in the same minor chord, “So now I’m just thinking of going for a swim.”

The stranger shifted a little, opening his mouth to speak, faltering as if to find words. Then he spoke. Quietly. “Make sure you come back.”

Thank you Stranger. Whomever you are.