She stands there, a woman made smaller by her years; erect, but holding a multi-coloured cane. A jaunty hat sits on her head, and the black coat with its red poppy over her heart would later be open on this bright November day to reveal a plaid dress and grey blouse. A pink scarf and sensible black shoes round out the ensemble. A woman with style, I think to myself as I idly snap a picture.
We're new to this town,…
Remember when the music
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire
And as we sang the words, it would set our minds on fire,
For we believed in things, and so we'd sing.
Do you remember Harry Chapin's music?
Yeah, you probably do. It's sometimes hard to turn on…
-- Lord Ahmad of Wimbledon, government whip
It's a subject that crosses boundaries, uniting even such polar opposites as The Guardian and The Telegraph, ideological foes in the battles among Britain's respectable…Continue
Nearly last call on a cold November night.
Carol, the barkeep, one eye on the clock, has already dimmed some of the lights and…
December 31, 1834
Humeerpore, Bengal Province
Jason Giecek -- Tinkerertink69 -- was one of the earliest people on my Open Salon friends list.
I consider him a littermate, since we joined OS about the same time, and his demented overnight posts from the bowels of gambling casino IT hell made me howl with laughter.
When he was "outsourced" by bean counter jackals, all of us knew what had happened and were appalled. Still, he attacked the issue with his customary wit, irony, humour and sarcasm, and when he recently…
My God, but we were a disreputable bunch of gibbering, ink-stained, booze- and nicotine-fueled hacks. Well hell, we were expected to…
You had to have been part of it to know what it was really like. This story is true. George was real, the equipment was real, the circumstances were real. Don't get me wrong, I loved it all passionately -- but we were the lowest form of life at the paper. Herewith, one of my earliest online posts.
It's 1 a.m., and nearly the end of another long day in Newspaper Bureau Hell. Couple of accidents caused by the snow in the morning, court case in the…
Well, this has been a fun few days, no?
Looks to me like at least 30 people joined in, and I discovered some new friends ... and how little I knew about some old ones.
Still, I managed to get a few answers right, as did a fair number of you who took up the challenge here.
So. On to business.
An update to the original plan, which was to give this to the end of the week. That seems a little long, in retrospect, as several people have indicated a preference to 'fess up earlier. (Good for the soul, confession is.)
So go for it whenever you think sufficient time has elapsed. I'd suggest doing it in a new post, but that's only a suggestion.
Also, a list of all those who have contributed is on my original blog…Continue
OK, folks, many of us know each other from other venues. But just how well?
I'm throwing out a challenge, one that provoked a lot of interest and general hilarity when it was run on the lamentably dying Open Salon a few years ago.
It's called Two Truths and a Lie, and the rules are simple. You state three plausible things about yourself, one of which is a falsehood. Everyone else has to guess which one it is.
I'll start, which only seems fair.…
The Grey Cup (WikkiCommons image)
And so it's down to this.
Sunday, after an 18-game regular season and two playoff games, the Beast-in-the-East Toronto Argonauts will face the Best-in-the-West Calgary Stampeders for the 100th Grey…
(The other day, I was more than a little surprised to find a message from banner-creator extraordinaire RicTresa saying he'd fashioned something new for me, this time featuring my current ride. It's at the top of my blog page. To showcase his generosity and his skills, herewith something I wrote a few years ago about the perils of a) riding classic British motorcycles and b) living with two other biker whackjobs. And, yes, I now ride a Japanese bike. I'm not…Continue