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Looking like good weather here for today, less so tomorrow. Got a few odd jobs to do but mostly a quiet weekend. Nice pool steps.
 
I placed bids on some items on MaxSold, and then after I had top bid, I double checked the location, and was ilke, what were you thinking, you have to drive 45min to get them in Simcoe on Sunday morning.

Then...I realized that I will only be 10 minutes from a good friend that I haven't seen in way too long, so, a quick message, and we are meeting for coffee close to where I am picking up the items.

Plus, a fellow Toastmasters was going to drive to my house to deliver a TV for the club. He's also from Simcoe, so saving a busy young Dad that trip.

I love when things work out.
 
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Never did anything like this before. There's something to be said for just assuming you can do something, then doing it.

Still have to clean up around. Shouldn't be too hard to remove from tile face.
 
I see Gene Shalit passed away at 100. Very colourful figure. I remember him well from back in the day. Apparently he retired from the Today Show in 2010 which I guess is why I haven't heard the name in a long time.
 
Today is a full day of goodness.

Headed to a writing day at a friends. Potluck lunch. Creative folks. Amherst writing method prompts. I come away so refreshed from these days.

Then, my brother and sister-in-law are in town and are coming over for dinner and a visit.

Thankful for sunny days, gardens that got watered by the rain, and reconnections. Bought jam strawberries at the local farmstand, and they are so delicious. Froze some, but, getting our first fill of strawberries. Also, bought a strawberry rhubarb pie for the potluck, and some summer flowers for the host.

Hope that the rest of the clean-up works well @chansen .
Thanks for the coffee @Redbaron . I'm going to help myself to some of the strawberries that were fresh picked by someone. They are full of summer goodness.
 
I remember him with a big cigar.

Remember, back in the day, when lots of people smoked, seeing cigars and pipes was common?

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Dad and Grandad were pipe smokers until, I think, the mid-eighties. I think they quit when I was in university or late in high school. Could not have been good for my respiratory tract given Dad often had a pipe going in the rec room during Sunday afternoon football and that sort of thing. Pipe tobacco was probably the least offensive odour-wise, though. I'd take it over cigarettes or (choke, gag) cigars and pot.

Of course, that was the era when smoking in restaurants and bars was still allowed and fairly accepted. Glad that ended.
 
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....and we gave cigarettes as Christmas gifts to my dad and grandpa. Different time.
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Getting a carton of smokes as a gift was always perfect for smokers. Took the guesswork out of what to buy too. Hard to imagine now.
 
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Getting a carton of smokes as a gift was always perfect for smokers. Took the guesswork out of what to buy too. Hard to imagine now.
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I can imagine it now. Give them to people you don't like.

"Here, try this for a hobby."

Or, "It's the new Ozempic."
 
My father had lip cancer as a young man. The doctors gave him a real scare ( kinda like lung cancer photos on cigarette packages.

Smoking was not acceptable in our house or as teens.

I think we all did it as a rebellion but definitely hidden.

Can't imagine giving cigarettes for Christmas
 
Good morning! Thinking of cigarettes as Christmas gifts, well, I did that, too. Dad, for heaven knows what reason, smoked Lucky Strikes. He was easy to shop for, either smokes, a lighter, or a new ash tray. Anyway...
We are here once again around the Coffee Cart, for daily doses of coffee and tea, and the Wonderbaker's gifts. This morning we find butter tarts, with and without raisins to enjoy. Let us come together to enjoy these treats, as we talk (and listen), support, and fine camaraderie. The tea water is boiling, the coffee is fresh brewed, and the tarts are fresh and warm from the oven. All is ready, everyone is welcome. Come join the fun!

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Good morning! Thinking of cigarettes as Christmas gifts, well, I did that, too. Dad, for heaven knows what reason, smoked Lucky Strikes. He was easy to shop for, either smokes, a lighter, or a new ash tray. Anyway...
We are here once again around the Coffee Cart, for daily doses of coffee and tea, and the Wonderbaker's gifts. This morning we find butter tarts, with and without raisins to enjoy. Let us come together to enjoy these treats, as we talk (and listen), support, and fine camaraderie. The tea water is boiling, the coffee is fresh brewed, and the tarts are fresh and warm from the oven. All is ready, everyone is welcome. Come join the fun!

C(_)/ c(_) c\_/ c[_]
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Just talking with folk about drug and blinding agents to keep people unaware ... and top administrators cannot see it ...
Is an open heart and open mind in a discussion for real?

Can there be corruption among us when there is unreserved emotions? Rationality ... logical culpability ... put the the onus on protocorms ... for testing ... in human? It is a mysterious process ... one has to question it ...
 
If one has a proliferation of positives ... are some negatives required for some grounding as a bit of pain (pathology)?

Now if one runs away with all the positives ... is that dissonance in the zones of shade? Agitating to the vast unknown as a child can be to a mature psyche (whatever that might be)! Could it be alien like Dr. Strange Love in a philosophical sense of loss; thus voids, holes and deficiencies as that the field bounces ...

Can some households cause communicative insanity if they do not open up on both sides like the infinity icon? When separated the product is a pair of C's one reversed similar to "c l" as Clotho's ... and the fabric of the Cosmos? Some would call it a "d" with relative implications in thee development of a communication of written nature ...

We can expect it's corruption given the human urge to personal excesses ... not social and civil sharing as in the dreamer ... that's out there with ET! We are a sad creation ... are we not? Imagine taxing the foundations to death ... causing shifting whispering sans ... paintings in the arid state ... sans 've time!

When time stops do we see clearly the implications? Just wondering and inquiring as I do not believe this can be compressed satisfactorily in one tome ... every word prone to massive elaboration --- Westley! Is holy living very open and counter to closed cults?

Give that room to mature ... with adequate negatives do the sides humble to a tall thin line of character? Zacchaeus ... (on which there are built numerous myths ...
 
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I still have Dad's old smoke stand where he kept tobacco, pipe cleaners, and such. Use it as a stand for holding my tablet, reading glasses, and such by the comfy chair in the den. If I open the little cupboard in it and stick my nose in, there's still a faint aroma of tobacco.

Good morning. Bit grey here but no rain yet. Supposed to be coming, though.
 
Have read about people repurposing vintage salt and pepper shakers to hold the cat's whiskers. Yes, this is a thing. Cats shed whiskers from time to time and some owners enjoy keeping them.
 
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