Gotta love the reco to wear masks and utilize ventilation against an aerosolized danger coming AFTER the emergency is declared over. One reason for that, and one only. To save money. If they’d have said it during the emergency then the governments would be liable, and on the hook to pay for ventilation upgrades across the board, and be liable financially for all those hurt, injured, or killed through their inaction. So the reco comes in the day after the emergency order is dropped. Gotta love it. Text book. Take care of yourselves because nobody else is going to. Assess your risk with no data reported. Like playing blind folded poker against a house that has marked the cards and won’t let you see if they are blind folded too. Put yours on first they say. Such is life.
I had a thought late last night about a short story idea. No, I didn’t have anything to do with Covid. It started because I sort of remembered this catch phrase one of my brothers used to use when we were kids, and into our teens, but I’m not sure if it came from TV, or a movie, or was something weirdly local to where we grew up in Scarborough. I’m just about to go and look to see where (if at all possible) it originated from. Gimme a sec to go check… So it originates from an old Adam Sandler comedy tape. Not local to us. Good to know, so if you shout “Fuck me in the goat ass!”, a few people out there might get the reference, or at least kind of remember hearing that in their youth. Not sure why it came to me yesterday, but it did. I was too tired to go look it up. Glad I did though. Moving on.
Wed-NES-day, Hump Day, Middle of the Week Day, again. What a blustery cold day at that. I saw kinds in shorts and t-shirts at 8:00am when it was 4°C outside. Yikes. I was in a jacket and the icy wind was cutting right through me. Silly sods. Gotta watch the thermometer, and not the calendar there bud. In years gone by we’ve had snow this deep into spring. Gotta dress for the conditions on the day, not the average for the month. A hard lesson learned across the land. Not that I enjoy fighting with my kids to look beyond the sunshine and green grass. Look at the temperature though! Look at it, closer to Zero than any other number! Gotta wear long pants, a sweater, and a light jacket. Trust me. Given the cold ears, and trembling while waiting in line to go in, my kids should be thrilled that I pushed for the weather specific clothing options today. They aren’t, but they should be, dag nab it!
Did the grocery shopping this morning too. Might even run the dish washer. WATCH OUT!, crazy fun times guy over here! Whoa. Going to have to ask you all to keep it down. Might start a block party with all this JAM. What with the dishes, the groceries, the floor cleaning, and laundry. When does the fun stop? I don’t know. I just don’t know. Next thing you know I’ll be outside power washing the windows or the cars. I can’t help myself. Somebody stop me!!!
In alternate news I’m halfway through book 13 for the year. I picked up Don Winslow’s “City of Dreams“, the second part of the Danny Ryan trilogy. Last book comes out in 2024 from what I hear on the Twitter. Just as fast paced, suspenseful as the first book. I don’t know what to read next.
Maybe I’ll go pick up sculpting another monster, haven’t done that in quite some time. I have been slowly picking away at the resin model kit for all these weeks. I have everything I need to complete the feet up to the waist. Then it’ll be head, chest, arms and backpack. I think it has a fairly large rifle packed along in there somewhere too. I’m just not in a painting mood yet. I got a fix of that doing up the details on my mum’s Moose Fence Topper. Waiting for the clear coat to fully cure before I break it down, and sort out the shipping. Not looking forward to that bill. Yeesh. Glad I made it from pine, and not ultra heavy hard woods. That’s all the rambling I have for today. Take care out there. Ciao Bella!
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