It's a nasty cold

Nastier than the previous two since I came to Ottawa. Maybe I need to add some juice or Vitamin supplement to my diet.

Sick like a dog

Looks like I have missed some fun this week. Have I?

Sorry, I sinned!

Watching CBC Politics today, heard Newman say: "Confession is good for your soul." So here is mine. Completely voluntary.

I WILL HAVE SOME CANTALOUPE TONIGHT.

And here is my context. Also completely voluntary.

I BOUGHT ONE DURING THE SUPER BOWL LAST NIGHT BUT COULD NOT FINISH IT.

Do you think I will be forgiven? Yeah, hopefully.

"One of the symptoms of an approaching nerve breakdown is that our work is terribly important."

From Bloomberg website, March 10, 1998.

Now on to Super Bowl!

Familiar territory

This week's bread is Dempster's WholeGrains flax loaf, on sale at The Loeb for $1.49 each.

Great food and great buy, folks.

Untitled

For some people, money is not everything.

For others, apparently, it's just too hard for them to understand.

(Thank you all and good night.)

C.L.S. vs. C.L.D.

Since I posted my last wordy document, reading newspapers has been making me laugh too much. -- How did I laugh? Oh, mon, I just wish you were there. -- We are definitely making progress.

Anyway. Here is something for you to laugh about.

Given the progress we made, some of the competitive spirit coming out of the Liberal camp deserves special commendation. Therefore, I am announcing - Ahem - the following rank awards:

Chief Liberal Squirrel (C.L.S.) to Warren Kinsella for the most squirrelish behavior, i.e., taking down his earlier blogs.

Chief Liberal Donut (C.L.D.) to Margaret Wente for the most donut-like behavior, i.e., crying for political doctors.

(Mr. Kinsella also cried for doctors last week, albeit doctors with a slightly different trait. This donut-like behavior, it should be noted, was quite unseemly for a squirrel, even a pervert one.)

Does this scare you?

A Gmail account. With 1GB file space! Holy cow, that's almost like another hard drive for my laptop.

Don't laugh.

Just imagine this: I could send each and every subscriber of National Post an email with links to my blog and website.

Does it scare you? Yeah, I know.