Category Archives: trombone

I Will Cut His Hair When I am Good and Ready, Thank You.

One load of laundry, one scoured-clean cupboard (strange small flea-like but non-flying bugs who like sugar? anyone?) and many, many hours logged in the swing. Weekend: 10/10.

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Further Research has Muddied My Waters

This morning on the Skytrain, I encountered the same gentleman from last week, the one who caused me to ponder the relative annoyance factor of cell phone conversations in public places. Again, he was having his chat with an acquaintance … Continue reading

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Conversations

First leg of journey: bus travel Dude at the bus stop: Can I ask you a question? Me: Sure Dude: Do you pay with coins for your busfare? Me: No, I have a bus pass. Dude: OK. Dude (unfolding piece … Continue reading

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They Grow Up So Fast

Seriously – on Saturday Trombone was relatively verbally agreeable (grunts of frustration and occasional shrieks of anger notwithstanding) and on Sunday, out of the blue, he started saying no. Not just “NO,” though. He says it like this, in the … Continue reading

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No, internet. There is no duck racing at the PNE.

We finally made it to the Great Pacific National Exhibition yesterday, after a false start on Wednesday (wood flooring purchase in the morning + 27C heat + Trom “no nap -none at all!” bone = mama & daddoo in a … Continue reading

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