Lunch with Weiming Zhao

 We were at the Sushi Hut.  First time to go to a Sushi Restaurant since……

China!

8:30 PM View

 It’s a storming out there.

Nice to see Fauci getting grilled.  The son of bitch pleading the fifth and hiding behind a bevy of lawyers.

12:05 PM View

 

I did get up early this morning so I could make some money, but I was a little rushed and so I didn’t take the standard obligatory mandatory view photo. With deep and humble regretting, I humbly and profusely apologize for this oversight.  I hope no one was inconvenienced by my grave and heinous misstep that was truly committed by me and not anybody else.

I also apologize for this overwordy apology.

You can go pound sand if you are expecting monetary compensation.

I lead a curiously distracted life with peculiar dangers, the worst of are my eccentricities.

Fuller

 He who sleepeth all the morning may go a begging all the
day after.

A few people I know should heed this.

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 I’m sitting in the basement, waiting for a Twenix class.  I’ve had one already this morning. I learned about the famous football academy in Barcelona and the Catalan custom of human towers:

Why can’t they do this in Brandon?

The Red Lion Bar in Wuxi is experiencing drama.  The Australian founders say they were pushed out; the Chinese partners say the Ozzies left with all the money.

Big news from Wuxi for Wuxi Expats

 My son had his first job there.

I spent many an evening there.

I suppose it had to come to an end some time.  Stewart, I believe, had no intention of spending his last days in China.

And the streak goes on!

 What can I say? How many years?

Tuesday 6:48 AM

 Hazy this morning.  An effect I haven’t seen in a while…

Meanwhile some photos I posted on Facebook:

ChatGPT says this:  you look most like a modern Canadian version of G. K. Chesterton, with occasional Hemingway and C. S. Lewis overtones.

Monday 3:37 PM

 Better late than never for this day of bligging-blagging-blogging.

Highlights of the day: went to B.U., bought some beard oil, and I am about to take a nap.

Later: the nap was okay but I was in danger of falling into grogginess.  I don't need that to happen when I got online classes to do tonight.

On the weekend, I met a lady from Labrador, which she told me is apart from Newfoundland, which is an island.   38,000 people live in Labrador which would like to be its on own separate from Newfoundland and Quebec (which claims it as part of its territory).  She mentioned other details like L getting a paved road about ten years ago for a six hour trip between its two biggest metropolises.

The other separatist movement I heard of recently is that of the Catalans from Spain.  At least two students have told me about it.  The Catalans consider themselves to be a separate culture from the Spanish.  Strangely though, the capital of Spain, Barcelona, is in Catalonia.  No benefit to Catalans apparently because the national government resents their separatist sentiment.

Sunday 19:00 Mass: Selfie with Father Oliver

 

Tired with a wandering mind, I attended the Sunday evening Mass at Saint Augustine’s.  Receiving the Eucharist made it very worthwhile.

It was also very providential (I pray I am using this word correctly) that I attended the last Mass presided by Father Oliver at Saint Augustine.  He will still be in the SW MB area but my chances of seeing him will be considerably reduced.  When he mentioned it was his last Mass at Staug, I had to take a selfie with him afterwards.

The gentleman in the center is Patrick.  A gentleman I with whom I have made acquaintance at Staug.