It seems the rant in my last entry arose out of a misunderstanding; the expletived comment wasn't supposed to see the light of public day. Still, it made for good debate, I think, and I hope there are no hard feelings.
Was that an apology? Kindasortamaybe, but only for the anger in my tone.
I resolved to try to avoid controversy for awhile but I don't know how long that'll last. Meanwhile I'll try to keep my claws sharp on the diary-l list - the diarists' scratching post.
The culture uproar did give me some ideas for future entries, mostly on food - Montreal is home to several distinctive creations. I'm not hungry at the moment so there's no inspiration there for tonight.
Earlier today I passed the 10,000 mark in unique visits on the sitemeter (that E-thingy down at the bottom of the page). It's far from accurate, but still having that number go from four digits to five gave me a sense of satisfaction. (I know, I need to get out more.)
My stats also tell me that someone has undertaken to read this journal from the first entry onward. He or she (somehow I have it in my head that it's a she) began last evening and is continuing now; they're almost at the one-year mark. (And no, it's not a "spider", according to my alternate stats counters.) I am in awe of this person's attention span. I don't think I could do that with my most favourite journal in the entire world (of which there are several anyway) even if I knew the person and was their mother.
One small voice in my head says, "Damn! I'm freakin' fascinating!" while the rest of them groan at it in disgust.
This has happened a few times before and at first it creeped me out but I've been told that some readers like to do it that way. I'm getting tired, though, just vicariously reliving the past year of my life!
If you make it all the way up to this entry, dear reader, (and even if you don't) I thank you.
(Now go email me, join my notify list and write something in the forum!)
Sorry, that was the abovementioned small (evil) voice again.
So quarterback Doug Flutie was cut from the Buffalo Bills football team and was picked up by the San Diego Chargers. Flutie is the closest thing we have to an honorary Canadian - he played with three CFL teams, notably the evil Toronto Argonauts, and was quite the star here. He finally made it back to the NFL several years ago and, to our unexplainable delight, shone there too.
I think I can speak for many Canadians when I say:
A pox on the Buffalo Bills! We are now San Diego fans!
Oh yes his contract. $30 million over six years. Leaving aside issues of wretched excess in sports salaries, six years? Flutie is 38. I don't think I'd have wanted to be flattened by a 300 pound padded behemoth when I was 44.
Maybe for $30 million.. or maybe not.
And finally, one more news item:
A four foot long "California King" snake disappeared from a pet store in Calgary Alberta. It's neither poisonous nor dangerous (except maybe to the faint-hearted) but the Mounties have been called in to track it down lest it go into hibernation (or become frozen roadkill, I suppose).
From the report, quoting the (female!) Mountie spokesman:
"There's no sign of forced entry or anything, but it's just strange that it's just walked off."
Walked off? That's one for the "unclear on the concept" file.
"We believe that it might be theft but there's no proof of that," said Constable Denise Rogan of the Mounties.
She would not disclose the snake's value.
"It's not worth a million bucks or anything, but it's worth more than a gerbil," she said.
Somewhere between a million bucks and a gerbil. The mind boggles.
Trivia, and quite a reference source! Games, puzzles, quotations, cartoons, and, for emergencies, a "boss" button to click which takes you to the NY Times on the Web.
This is where I acquired my latest sticky toy for the weblog page, a Quote of the Day box.