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Some pricey lingerie, and a fine first edition...
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The morning in the thrift shop, as I suspected many people are clearing their curbs of the trash left over from the weekend's "TRASH TO TREASURE". So no end to unpacking rubbish and discouragement, that and it being month end, half-used tubes of toothpaste, bars of soap, bottles of scope, rusty razors, empty shampoo, I should be on the door turning these people away...
But - I find this:
Too good to leave behind, and nobody wants to price it for me...In the end, fifty cents.
The item appears new. Now - zoom into the new-price-tag in the bottom right corner. That's right, $1, 240.00.
Now to find the person I can best offend with this...there's not enough action in my world to require it, but somebody has to want it...given the number of Burlesque Dancers in town it shouldn't be a problem.
One other find, a fine copy of "The ascent of Everest" by John Hunt, 1954, First Edition and signed by the author. By donation. Doing a little research online I find another copy in similar condition, priced near enough to $900.00. Treasure, for sure, but the first treasure of the day made for a better picture...
News, April 23 2025
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Generally, not much. The boxes of trauma the boy so thoughtfully dropped off remain largely unpacked, amongst which there are 2 full boxes of rocks. Completely unnecessary.
The daughter visited over Easter, she's on her way to planting. Tom Yum Kung Soup with Coconut milk (more of a Tom Kha Kai), lunch, happy hour tacos(elevenses), Dinner, Steak, Mashed Potatoes, Asparagus, and she invited Lester over. I never have people over, for good reason, and look at the place now, it’s never been worse, but Lester sprawls on the floor like a champ and I - on a matter, several matters actually, of principal refused to clean for her arrival, she'd know it was a hoax, she's been there, and - bloody hell, this is on the daughter's say-so, why on earth would you invite anyone over to my place? I don't!!!!
For the daughter, lightening my load, a dozen books she'll have to summarize via ChatGPT - "Godel, Escher and Bach", "Lolita", "The Master and Margarita", "The Abortion", etc, etc. Dull, staid classics.
Facebook news, child saved by wolves in Minnesota, not news, yes, a child was lost, and then found in the wilds of Minnesota but wolves were not mentioned in all 3 of the articles I found. Too bad. It would have done them some good press. Fact check EVERYTHING you read on Facebook!!
And I started the Carolina Reaper seeds, pots on my windowsill, sunlight only allowed in by giving my daughter a stack of useless (???!!!) books and taking the rest to the one remaining used bookstore in Nelson.
6 weeks until they germinate and the temperature increases enough that I can move them outdoors.
The books I took to the bookstore, they rejected all the Blaise Cendrars that I rejected as well, "Hollywood", "Dan Yack", "Confessions of Dan Yack", others, I kept "The Astonished Man", more to my taste, the others I'd never return to. A shame, $20 USD to ship, $20 USD to buy, and not even a $1.00 CAN credit...
The 1000 Kikkoman Soy Sauce Lids arrived, the economy of fools, while Soy Sauce lids are in fact an in-demand item for Sushi & Chinese restaurants alike, not a single person has ordered some. Despite my discount pricing. SO I'm out $250. Not really pissed off so much as ... well, it'd be nice to recoup some of my investment...
I found the hard drive. My digital life over the past 20 odd years. Old bookmarks, files, “movies” that I’d missed, and wow - did I ever!!! My digital life, nice thing, you can encrypt it, not like finding old photos of ma and pa, or letters, this, to some extent, you can reduce a photo album, a genealogy, to a flash drive, to Google Storage, if you want to pay the rent...
Then there were the products listed on my facebook that reflect conversations I’ve had with Lester, the privacy-keeping microphone-blocking case for your phone, I had never seen such a thing, suggested it, and a few weeks later there it is, China, AI, Russia, they're all mining me for ideas…
And people, still connecting Michael, Faye (friend of Michaels, Cat Lady) - talking, about common interests, shared past experiences, with Michelle (Yoga, Nelsonite, drank all of the Kool-Aide and left nothing for me.) about film and books, The people you meet, that you're glad to see, while volunteering, or at work.
For the moment this is the news.
Threads - 1984
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This, free on YouTube, a movie playing into the Nuclear Armageddon fears of the late 20th Century.
Not bad, and I lived in London just a couple of years after it was produced, so - while to me it looked dated (severely) - I was also there. So curious. A fair summary of what to expect following a Nuclear Holocaust, although I have to admire the British View that "Governance" of any sort would survive and take effect. Not bad, not great, merely a period film that taps into a lot of our unconscious social fears and conditionings.
It's still the endgame, but there are more imminent fears to boondoggle us...
Belligerent Americans
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I have to admit, I'm not a fan.
They're still here, around, you see the license plates in the hotel parking lot across the alley. Idaho, Washington, California, etc.
And you get them in the restaurant. Belligerent. A walk in party of 10, no reservation, Friday night, set them up, they won't wait to deal with their server (not me), instead loudly flagging me down whenever I'm close to order a drink or dinner.
I'm a little fed up with this.
Now Nelson, if you know, has a long history with these people, these "Americans", having been settled (re) by them in the 70's, the draft-dodgers, the hippies, and these ones, these are the offshoots come to visit, 1 or 2 generations removed.
They are arrogant, bossy, demanding. And, given current geo-political events, I'm less and less inclined to listen to them.
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Provocation; Sunday Morning, an American (??) non-recognized homeless person, walking down Baker St, the centre line, wrapped in an American Flag and spouting rhetoric. About 6 weeks ago, when the Mango's vitriol was spewing full force. Then Yesterday, afternoon, 2 middle aged men, heavyset and goatees, real freedom fighters, walking down Baker in full Camo. It’s not hunting season. No one from town would do this. Fairy? Fine. Camo? Not so much. And this morning, as I’m leaving OSO, someone walks past me, middle-aged decrepit academic type, I say type, clearly he wasn’t, that MAGA Hat he was wearing betrayed him. We should be making these kinds of threats illegal, Like the Germans and the Nazi Swastika, they are by design to intimidate, belittle us, the bullying of the CAMO men trying to intimidate a small vacation town, a belligerent vibe for sure, the MAGA hats, we have our own home-grown idiots to deal with, COSPLAYING tough guys, ICE agents, the "FUCK CARNY" crowd that just can't seem to get it together, the idiots that need a voice, that should be writing columns for the "Calgary Herald", promoting all the cheery benefits annexation will confer.
There is that part of me that suggests a walk out of town, but our gun-in-laws don't agree, don't tally, and this, this would be the incentive they're looking for. But fuck, given their borders why do we have none of our own?
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