Progress Delayed by Fog

Day 4 and it's time for a progress report regarding my 'resolutions' for this year (see previous blog post).

• Basketball was cancelled due to the stat holiday however I did manage to walk the dog for about 20 minutes (paramedics were on standby with oxygen for me).
• Have not given up junk food on account of there being so many Christmas goodies in arms reach, winking at me. Perhaps I will have better luck with this next week. On a side note: I have gone four days without finding any remnants of food (or as I prefer to say...'midnight snacks') hiding in the forest that is my beard.
• No writing progress to date this year. Neither short stories nor long term project have made their way from my head to paper. Better luck next week.
• My fez is still dirty (I hope that didn't sound too weird).

I attribute this to the mental and actual fog that has been hanging about the past couple of days, making my first two days back at work a bit hazy. For example, the photo directly below was from the camera on top of  The Rooms, the provincial museum overlooking the harbour, on Monday afternoon. I have seen better views. Good thing there's not many tourists about this time of year.

The next photo (below) was taken this morning from the same camera. Marginally better--you can actually make out buildings in that one. I really shouldn't be whining about the weather. We could be having the snow Britain is getting this winter. The fog and rain is much easier to deal with. In fact, we only have four more months of winter to go. As I've found in previous years here on The Rock, winter may be delayed for a while but they will eventually hit. Sometimes with a vengeance.

I'll finish here as I've got to get to bed. I'm getting up at about 3:30am to drive my sister to the airport for her 5:00am flight back to Edmonton. Yes, it's an un-godly hour but the Scottish in me won't allow her to pay $20 for the cab ride to the airport. Then again, maybe the fog will make play the wild card in this scenario and we can all sleep in. Here's to hoping that the fog lifts soon!

Happy New Year!

I figured that for the final post of the year I would dredge up some humour. Couldn't find any. As a result, I again resorted to posting an old photo of me wearing a goofy hat. My mum took this when I was a wee lad, back when Kennedy was still around. I figured my 'girl-fans' would appreciate seeing me in a cool hat and tightie-whities. My 'guy-fans' will just have to avert their eyes.

For most people, New Years eve is about the social gatherings and the eating and drinking. I'm not much into going out for that. I prefer a quieter night at home, watching the Dick Clark Ryan Seacrest and the ball dropping in Times Square and all of that. The new year has never been a big deal for me. Perhaps it's because I try to think of the progress of time as less a cyclical, yearly thing and more a linear progression. Hope that doesn't come across as philosophical.

A lot of people will make promises today on how they will better themselves in the upcoming year. I prefer not to make resolutions. I figure that if you can't make those choices to better yourself at any point during the year, why make them on New Year's eve when you're drunk and silly. Or on New Years day when you are hung over. Here is a list of things that I probably won't do to better myself:

• I shall get more weekly exercise than running about, wheezing for an hour while playing basketball with a bunch of geriatric men svelt athletes. Perhaps I will walk the dog more. Maybe even dig out the old Richard Simmons "Sweatin' to the Oldies" VHS tapes (1 through 5) and my satin shorts from that unmarked box in the crawlspace.
• I shall eat less junk food.  I shall try harder to use a napkin while eating soft ice cream.
• Perhaps 2011 will be the year I throw away that old rotary phone and embrace technology and buy myself a cell phone.
• This will be the year that I stop watching reality TV shows coz there's enough reality in my own life.
• I shall be more tolerant of the kids from the neighbouring Junior High School and try to curse them out less when they throw litter on my lawn or kick over my garbage cans.
• I shall contribute to the #fridayflash scene more with short stories.
• I shall finally start working on that long-term novel project (sighs).
• I shall dry-clean my fez this year. The odour of camel is getting a bit much.
• I shall shave off all of my hair again this year...yeah, right!...I love my silver mane too much. However, my good friend Laurita Miller of Brian Droppings is taking the plunge and participating in this year's Shave for the Brave to raise money (her goal is $2000) to help young people dealing with cancer. A fantastic thing for Laurita to do and a very worthy cause. I believe this link will take you to her fundraising page and this link will take you to the home page for Shave for the Brave.

I have yet again rambled on for too long. I'll close here wishing all my family and friends a great 2011. Health and happiness to you all (Alan toasts you all with his mug of hot chocolate). To steal a line from an old song...this year will be a good one...so bright, in fact, that you'll have to wear shades.

Cheers,
Alan