I've seen her kicking around, proper Kootenay gal, she hangs out at Oso and hovers in my general direction, socializing, talking about love, making uncomfortable "meaningful" and "soul searching" eye contact. This morning she's wearing a tan leather jacket and trousers, looking for all the world like Daniel Boone or Davey Crockett without the fringes or coonskin cap. In her hand she's clutching a broom, but a proper broom like they sell in Crawford Bay, a Harry-Potter Quidditch broom, the Nimbus 2000, and in the crook of her arm she's got a Tibetan Singing bowl and her pottery coffee mug. It's an armful for sure, and something gives and her mug falls to the floor and shatters into a hundred pieces. She looks helpless for a minute, then yells "I have a broom! I have a broom" and begins to sweep up the scattered shards. One of the baristas grabs a dustpan and helps her to gather the pieces - "do you want to keep the pieces?" he offers helpfully, they know her here, not in a good way...
Another Barista steps in to ask she put on her mask, masks are required while waiting in line, and she begins to argue: "I have a medical condition...I have an exemption..." and the barista's not having any of it, she orders, then slips her sweater up over her nose, then pulls it down to complain and explain, when her coffee comes she takes it outside where she can sip it mask free.
Now, a note, there are only 2 possible exemptions to wearing a mask, they are stupidity and entitlement, and neither are acceptable.
- Category: Miscellany
So, I've been far and wide and upon returning found my sofa sublet in the great Kootenay Sofa shortage. No computer and the past couple of weeks have been living out of the back of my jeep (still) - without a computer, which makes for an erratic blog.
Last trip to Calgary, some jewelry making supplies, a cheaptastic tiny laptop, I'll attempt to catch up now...
- Category: Miscellany
So, at home after a fruitless prospecting trip, I'm again searching for the Fluorite Vein, at 5 Mile Point , this time online. And I came across this gem of a document, a prospectors report of a claim he had, which he believed held a lost mine of riches. These are submitted to the Government as "Proof of Work" on claim, there's tens of thousands online. But this one stood out - a few of the highlights below:
It's gold, everything from the "untitled placemark" to the "Whole area bright Purple and Green rock formation" and the slanted pasted on Fig 37. He didn't actually climb up to the rock, he's just trying to imply it's fluorite.
It goes on and on, a surreal mockery of a prospecting document drawn up by a confirmed lunatic.
You can read the entire thing here: https://aris.empr.gov.bc.ca/ArisReports/32678.PDF
- Category: People
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