My Centennial!

I published my first blog post on October 5, 2017 (Darwinism in my Sideyard!) and here I am 100 episodes later, still posting! But I’m losing interest 😦

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Plant Identification . . .

. . . is harder than it looks. In a previous blog post (Medley #3) I shared my concern about the possibility of an interloper in the Darwinian cage-match playing out in my sideyard; I had suspected that garlic mustard was impersonating the common blue violet, and that I would look into it upon my return from Vancouver.

British Comedy

A lot of my friends tell me that I have a British sense of humour, which is odd (see what I did there? 🙂 — Very British). I don’t have any ties to Britain. My ancestors aren’t from there. I don’t even know any Brits. I had a British girlfriend in Nova Scotia but she wasn’t particularly funny.

Rouladen meets Ricer!

Years ago, the father of a friend of mine sent me his recipe for rouladen. I loved it but only made it a couple of times because the recipe called for drained green relish and there was no easy way to drain the relish; my friend’s father put it into a pillowcase and wrung it out by hand. Seriously! It was messy and inefficient but we couldn’t think of a better solution. And so the recipe languished.

Canadian Values #2

Pro-choice activists have a catchy phrase “My Body My Choice”, shorthand for the argument that the decision to have an abortion is a private matter.  More akin to choosing a tattoo than choosing which side of the road to drive on. They believe that no one else, especially men, have the right to participate because they have no skin in the game; no one else suffers the consequences of that decision and thus they should just keep quiet.

Medley #3

I didn’t come across anything this week that I felt a particularly burning desire to comment on, so it’s a good opportunity to rummage through the closet of minor topics that I have accumulated: an interloper in my sideyard; the value of my marijuana plants, an odd sign near Somerset and Spadina.

Time Lapse Photography

I’ve always been interested in time lapse photography but the logistics were always too daunting: equipment that was too expensive, incomprehensible file formats, no wireless transfer of files . . .