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A Yellow Ticket, Picking up my Mother
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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I'm at the hospital, picking up my Mother. They've a yellow ticket they're showing me, long, filled in with check-boxes, a 28 day stay until she died, the check-boxes are illustrating the services she used while she was alive, a bill of sorts...
...And upon my agreement to the charges the nurses pull out another check-box ticket, this one is for me, I've some 20-odd days left, and would I mind paying for the services I've used so far...
Canada Day 2017
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Images
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Spotted these around town leading up to Canada Day. You take any political stance here and you'll find some disciples, I'm not disagreeing, but it seems we've got a lot more pressing problems...
Reassessing the intelligence of Corvids
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Ideas & Questions
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I mean my Blue-Jay is pretty sharp, but these birds are passing tests a lot of people couldn't:
T****
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Conversations
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I'm talking with T****, kitchen guy at work. He's mid-50's, looks to be about 40. This is a common thing here I've noticed, it's the lifestyle, not a lot of premature aging, rather more extended longevity...
...and he's telling me about his band, he's been in loads, when he was young he'd get first pick of all the groupies, the girls, always the prettiest, the freshest, let the other band members take the sluts...
...but now his voice trails off and he sounds a bit sad, now, it's just take what you can get, and there's by inference the implication that his girlfriend, I've met her, the current one, is not a first or second draft, no, she's one of the leftovers, and there's not a trace of irony in his voice and somehow it makes me profoundly sad...
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