Monday 6:12 AM

 

On a scale of one to ten how would you rate this Monday?

It’s the 180th day of 2026.  Hump Day 2026 is this week!

I didn’t sleep well last night. The room was stuffy.

I was up at 5:00 AM extending my Duolingo streak.

NGD said:  the three enemies of man are the devil, bureaucracy and technology.

Soon the bureaucracy will ban life altogether because it results in death.

Sunday 10:19 PM

 I listened to podcasts and then drifted off before reawakening and telling Siri to stop.

Sunday 19:00 Mass

 Father Oliver presided.  Apparently he is leaving to attend to other churches in South West Manitoba.

Sunday Morning outside the BSM

Not exactly scenic.

And then inside:

 I did a eight hour fund raising shift. I didn’t take my break. I raised seven times more money than I did yesterday.  Why?  I had a good spot.

Memorable moments from the shift.

1) Some young girls came up to me and said they remembered me subbing at a school.

2) I was schooled. I never knew MS and muscular dystrophy were different things. I now know they are thanks to one woman.

2) A fellow dressed in black had his bicycle stolen.  He was visibly broken up about it.  He brought the bicycle lock which had been cut to customer service.  They brought in some security to talk to him. Though he looked like the shop lifting type, his visible distress put him in a different light.  Bike thieves don’t care if their bikes get stolen.

4) A man of Russian origin, who told me he had escaped Communism, said it looked like Communism was coming to Canada.  He cited bill C-9.

Sunday 7:55 AM

 …a fifth seeks escape by recasting himself in the mould of a ´personality’…

Sunday 5:32 AM

 

It rained last night. Surely, you realize by looking at the photo.

Today, an easy morning. I start a fund raising shift at 10:00 AM at a place close to here.

It rains in summer as well as winter.

Saturday 8:12 PM

 I going to bed soon.  My Mom asked me if I had eaten.  I lied and said I did.

Killarney

 I had a horrible day fund raising in Killarney. The location I was at had great traffic but the spot where I set up my table was bunk.  I show you why at the bottom of this post.

Killarney seemed like a nice town from what I saw of it.  Unfortunately, the seven and a half hours of the seven and three-quarter hours I spent in Killarney were spent looking at a parking lot:

As I left the town at the end of my shift, I took these photos:

Now, why was my fund raising so bad?

I had to be outside which put me in more of a bad mood than I already was.  And, my table was at this spot:

The store entrance and exit is on the other side of the pillar.  Most of the shopper traffic was entering and exiting the store from the other side of the pillar.  So it wasn’t coming by my table. Most of the shoppers who did come by the table had their backs to me.  So I was able to make eye about two percent of all the shoppers who went to that store.  I was seething the whole day.

I worked seven and a half hours straight.  I didn’t take my lunch break.

Driving to Killarney

 #10 South.

#23 east.

#18 South.

Saturday 4:57 AM

 I am up before the alarm today.  I had a hard time sleeping or staying asleep.