Nov 28
Overcoming the challenges of spacetime
Cats: Uncategorized|See my Herald column over here.
One car, four people.
One has volleyball ending at 5:30. Another has yoga, also starting at 5:30. Ending at 6:30.
Three have karate at 6. Ending at 7.
Four have grandmother’s 104th birthday at 7. A half hour away.
There’s a snowstorm brewing outside. And the appointment to have the winter tires put on is the next morning.
How is this done?
November 28th, 2008 at 1:11 pm
You need to find some ‘look alikes’ or doppelgängers. Just make sure you tattoo the inside of the ear of the real one’s, and make sure you have a solid contract.
Please tell me your grandmother drank lots of beer.
November 28th, 2008 at 2:47 pm
I was going to suggest locking the doors and sitting in front of the fire, and I see that you did just that.
Your grandmother is my new hero, though!
November 28th, 2008 at 4:10 pm
Gifted Typist: You don’t what it’s like, you haven’t got a clue. If you did, you’d find yourself shuttling the kids all over too! Breaking the law, breaking the law!
November 28th, 2008 at 4:15 pm
And what did Einstein say about doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results?
Speaking of insanity…
You have to shovel the snow off of your sidewalk in Halifax every 24 hours??? Somebody in Canada is a millionaire.
Grandman is 103??? In that cold??? She has serious genes and so do you. You’ll be writing this column some seventy years from now.
November 28th, 2008 at 4:39 pm
Dick, always wanted a doppelganger. And yes she drank like a trooper.
Barbara, it was sort of nice after the mild outbreak of panic
Cormac, I plead guilty but not so poetically as you accuse
Cormac2, you have to shove the snow off the sidewalks within 24 hours of a snowfall otherwise the jackboots arrive to ticket you.
And thanks for the little age mistake you make there. In 60 years from now, I’ll be 106.
November 28th, 2008 at 5:17 pm
That’s a lot of shuffling. And reminds me of many hours I spent waiting for rides as a kid. Hopefully that won’t happen to your little typists.
Happy Birthday to your Grandmother!
November 29th, 2008 at 1:59 pm
Allison, it goes on every week but the snow storm throws a wrench in.
November 29th, 2008 at 6:45 pm
“Cormac, I plead guilty but not so poetically as you accuse”
Nay ’tis not poetry, but musings of Judas Priest.
December 1st, 2008 at 9:42 am
Cormac, and you don’t consider the lyrics of JP to be poetry?
December 2nd, 2008 at 1:43 pm
Naw, they just write good corny lyrics.