I took these photos as I drove the 16A between Minnedosa and Neepawa.
I made this brief note as I was in Neepawa.
I wanted to take a selfie with the Neepawa water tower, but couldn’t figure out how to get to it. I drove south and east of it, couldn’t find an access road. I found myself driving around a trailer park that that the tower loomed above.
Saturday I drove to Neepawa. A nice little town where I fund raised. I drove back and I had online classes with Toronto and Chile.
I had a job interview. Cross my fingers, I got the job.
I then had to do paperwork which was annoying.
I had class prep and classes to teach.
I went grocery shopping to the Super Store. Getting a cart and bagging groceries was annoying. But Mom says it’s cheaper than Sobey’s.
It turns out they’re doing road work.
Lent is coming soon. I will give up a lot of things for it: alcohol, junk food, smoking and my vanity projects like my YouTubing:
An online class with China.
Yesterday, I had a trial class with a Brazilian working in São Paulo. I asked him if he knew who our Prime Minister was. He didn’t. He asked me the name of the recent one who resigned. He of course knew of Trump. Either he or another student said that he liked how Trump cared for the people of his country and wanted to improve their condition. The student further wished that other national leaders were like that.
And I made this video yesterday:
Then all hell broke loose at home and my son Tony wished he was a Chinese citizen.
I thought this blog was going somewhere. I suppose my reactionary Catholic postings have doomed it.
Just as well. The fact that I have no readers won’t stop me. I gotta be me. I gotta be me! A special kind of me, though. A Mr is that isn’t Me: a better me that it will take massive never wavering efforts to become.
I’ve already done a class, made a bank deposit, and bought bananas.
While I was at the grocery store, the clerk commented about how today’s weather is a relief from yesterday. Today, it’s minus thirteen; yesterday, it was in the minus thirties. She was right.
I have yet five more online classes and I have to get Tony to drop off a CV.
I moved closer because I don’t want to sit so close to a door on this cold night.
That’s a nice view.
Today: an online class, a fundraising shift (in Brandon), and a 19:00 Mass.
When I arrived in China, it was still dealing or still reeling about the Cultural Revolution though it wasn’t much discussed.
When I arrived in Canada, it was still dealing or reeling from the Premiership of Justin Trudeau and the Covid debacle.
In both cases, the party responsible never got punished for it.
Three today:
Minus 31.
An uncompleted magnum opus.
A NGD quote about social problems.
But then again, I was able to go to the Shoppers Mall with Tony.
I am listening to a podcast with Brian Peckford. Good stories of Pierre Trudeau’s separation from reality. On the Covid overreaction, he was and is good people.
The trinity.
Mary is crowned Queen of Heaven.
Saint Michael the Arch Angel.
Two numbers this morning:
I have decided I’m not driving to Neepawa today. It’s too cold and too far.
I extended this streak first thing in the morning.
I had a smoke this morning. I did it outside in the lane behind the house. I was dressed for it. Curious thing was the dog, from the house behind the lane, that was barking at me. I wondered how it could endure the cold.
Feeling weary today and like I caught something. There is a little irritation in my throat and I cough.
Mom has been coughing all night.
I have a four fundraising shift and two classes.
That’s what it’s like outside. I don’t mind. I got four layers on top, two layers below the waist, and three layers covering my head if I need it. Inside, I feel overdressed.
I got four classes tonight. I’m talking to Brazil and Toronto
Canada can sell beef to China. Oh boy! Canadians can buy Chinese EVs. Oh well.
Snow looks better in the colder cold. From my window, I can see it glisten in the morning light. The surface of my neighbor’s snow covered lawn looks like a snowy other world.
Cars making a scrunchy sound as their tires are driven over the snow.
So easy to be focused away from God. Even while praying, the stupidest things come to mind. Picayune concerns rush me and I forget to float up and away towards transcending this world.
Still, when I dropped off my son at school, the kids seemed blasé about the cold. Some walked into school wearing sandals.
Those are the places I was talking to today.
I learned they don’t do much water-skiing on the Bosphorous and that Islamic forbids financial speculation.
I got a good pamphlet about confession. I have more than a few sins to own up to.
Staug is quiet on a Tuesday Morning. I went there to do some administrative things and then I prayed in the Chapel.
I took two photos of the chapel. I can’t decide which is better. I prayed for a lot of people like family, past acquaintances and students.
My shift at Canadian Tire was a bummer. It ended with a horrible slump. That is, the last ninety minutes saw me get just two donations. I just wasn’t in the right spot with respect to traffic flow.
The one highlight of the shift was meeting with a fellow who I had seen attend the 1900 Mass. I mentioned this to him by asking if he was going to attend this 1900 Mass. He said he was and we parted by shaking hands. I was expecting to see him at the Mass but he wasn’t there. What was up with that? God punishing me for my presumption?
I’ll shovel between nine and ten.
I have a class between eight and nine.
On my shift: I saw these two old men who I could have sworn were twins. One of them made a donation and I asked if the other guy was his twin brother. He told me that was his older brother who was 75 while he was 73. I told him that he had dashed my hopes of being able to say they were the oldest set of twins I had ever seen. He said not to worry that when they were working — they were both teachers — they were always mixed up. Another man was wearing the same Wheat Kings as I was. I complimented on his taste in toques.
