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November 2006

  • The Queen’s Park Porchlight Wave.

    The Minister described me as a “conservation leader in Ontario” in his speech, and then turned in his seat and gestured toward me in the Member Gallery. Most MPPs clapped, if flatly, even Howard…

  • Some things. Never changes.

    I’m going to the cabin on Friday. Between now and then I have to be in Toronto again. Third time in as many weeks. Thank God for Porter. I’m not much of a big…

  • Creamy good

    My prune yogurt expires December 24. Christmas Spirit!…

  • The lights are on, but …

    Anytime I go AWOL from Walden it’s a bad sign. This was pointed out to me by a friend; it’s something I should recognize about myself by now. Some facts: To be happy, I…

  • The end is nigh

    Two images of mid-November 2006: A single file line of shopping carts in Vancouver. A single attendant: “Please, one case of water per person. Thank you.” In Ohio, three sent to hospital after being…

  • Sight. Vision.

    OK, I’ll stop talking about it after tonight. Four days after my eye surgery, the opthalmologist pushes back on her rolly stool from her little specs thing shining into my shiny new eyes and…

  • “The Trudeau of Blogging”

    Alana Range calls me a “quote machine.” She just left my Porchlight office after taping a web video segment for Capital News Online. This is how communications works these days. Alana found my old…

  • Eye can see fine, thanks

    Actually both can. A week ago tonight I couldn’t read a cereal box across a table, or see the alarm clock from bed. My eyes weren’t terrible, just bad. Now I can see. I…