Tonson's miscellanies, vol. III
In this (long awaited) edition:
-my DVD works
-Bums
-Quotidian (for me) minutiae
-My parents gave me a TV that was lying around the house and a brand new DVD player when I visited them in Toronto last weekend. After a disastrous bus trip back, I was annoyed (to say the least) when I noticed that the TV worked fine, but the DVD player was defective. I had to make the trip to Ballsmart (Walmart), but luckily my old neighbour offered to drive me.
I was relieved to find out that this particular Walmart was fairly tranquil (on a sunday), whereas the ones in Toronto make Milton's hell look like a picnic. Exchanging the defective item was very easy: in fact, the woman didn't even look in the box to make sure the unit was inside! Now I have a sleek Samsung which cost 40 dollars less, so with the money I saved, I got a fan (which I desperately need nowadays) and a universal remote control. As luck would have it, they all work! Hallelujah!
-I made an observation several years ago with respect to bums, but have never promulgated it beyond a few close friends: why do some bums insist on wearing enormous parkas when it's 30 degrees celsius outside? Granted, a small minority do this: I believe it's a sign for only those dedicated bums.
-My 18th century class is going well, but I am so burnt out and discouraged at this point, I can barely be bothered to work on my seminar for this week (on Inchbald's /Nature and Art/), much less the conference paper at the end. In any case, there are only 3 sessions left in what is my last class for ever! Can't wait. I have some projects I can't wait to get going on. More on these as they develop.
-my DVD works
-Bums
-Quotidian (for me) minutiae
-My parents gave me a TV that was lying around the house and a brand new DVD player when I visited them in Toronto last weekend. After a disastrous bus trip back, I was annoyed (to say the least) when I noticed that the TV worked fine, but the DVD player was defective. I had to make the trip to Ballsmart (Walmart), but luckily my old neighbour offered to drive me.
I was relieved to find out that this particular Walmart was fairly tranquil (on a sunday), whereas the ones in Toronto make Milton's hell look like a picnic. Exchanging the defective item was very easy: in fact, the woman didn't even look in the box to make sure the unit was inside! Now I have a sleek Samsung which cost 40 dollars less, so with the money I saved, I got a fan (which I desperately need nowadays) and a universal remote control. As luck would have it, they all work! Hallelujah!
-I made an observation several years ago with respect to bums, but have never promulgated it beyond a few close friends: why do some bums insist on wearing enormous parkas when it's 30 degrees celsius outside? Granted, a small minority do this: I believe it's a sign for only those dedicated bums.
-My 18th century class is going well, but I am so burnt out and discouraged at this point, I can barely be bothered to work on my seminar for this week (on Inchbald's /Nature and Art/), much less the conference paper at the end. In any case, there are only 3 sessions left in what is my last class for ever! Can't wait. I have some projects I can't wait to get going on. More on these as they develop.
posted by Pious Labours | 5:38 p.m.
6 Comments:
Where are the homeless going to park their parkas? The coatcheck at the Holiday Inn?
t
good point: but do you have to WEAR one when it's too hot for a t-shirt?
Burnt-out and discouraged: Ah, the force is strong with this one.... ;-)
Wearing parkas in summer and t-shirts in winter is one of the flags of schizophrenia. Some schizophrenics have whacked internal thermometres (although I can't remember if this is due to the disease itself or if it's one of the common drug cocktails they need to take--like the slow ambling shuffle-walk).
had no idea about the schizophrenic thermometer, and yes, the walk is also characteristic.
this post is a bum-thology
t
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