interholiday post

Christmas was nice, with family and lots of food and some downtime mixed in with the running around in circles making stuff ready. Noisette got on surprisingly well with four other cats, two dogs and miscellaneous bumbling humans. My family and friends gave me some nice stuff, much of which was either delicious or put into grateful use already... you know you're getting older when socks are truly appreciated due to the chance to rotate some holey ones out. That and when you actually see the grey hairs that various people have pointed out.

Got back into the city on the 27th, let the cat bolt from the enclosed space of my nifty new pet carrier (thanks, Mum!) to the enclosed-ish space of under my bed... got together with some of the high school crowd for coffee and D&D. Yesterday was correspondence, sorting out some issues with Bell, then an enjoyable afternoon and evening... tea in good company (two-thirds random but much appreciated good company), a walk in the snow hand in hand (for safety reasons, of course — it's slippery down there by the river) and an visit with supper, baby pictures and feeling a decade or so younger afterward. Today was work, picking up a hacksaw for the Great Bicycle Liberation, and mucking with the DHCP on the wireless... and the exclamation "what?! it's eight already!"

Life manages to be wonderfully off the rails even on vacation. Heh.

arrrgh!

To the bike molester(s) near Concordia,

    This is the second time I've had bits of my bike swiped by you... first my seat and seat post, and now both my wheels and my back gear. It was there a little longer than I'd hoped because the lock had frozen and I needed to get appropriate harware to free my main mode of transport, and when I came back to free it, you'd made it unridable and caused me undue financial hardship to come replacing the wheels — the broken-spoked skinny wheels with stripped tires you'd left to camouflage your work don't do it for me.

    If I run across anyone abusing a bike in the next while, I'll be sorely tempted to u-lock their neck to something solid and ream them out with a seat post before feeding it to them. I probably won't, of course... but you never know...

    Cheers,

    Eric