un·ten·a·ble 
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adj. - Being such that defense or maintenance is impossible: an untenable position.
- Being such that occupation or habitation is impossible: untenable quarters.
untenable
adj : (of theories etc) incapable of being defended or justified [syn: indefensible]
it’s hard to imagine that it’s been 4 years since. all the chaos and incertainty and looking overhead every time there’s been a lound plane. the wonder, and the concern and questions. 4 years. so much has changed. my life has gone 180 degrees, and if the recent past is any indication, continues to change on a day to day basis.
nothing compared to the lives of the folks who where directly and indirectly affected by september 11. i simply hope that their lives are now changing around again. for the better.
where was i sept 11? driving an old wedding present of a SUV, on the way to a customer, listening to silly DJ howard stern on a toronto radio station. trying to piece together if he was joking about planes hitting the towers, or if it was real. and then arriving at the customer - they were near the airport.. and all the employees were surrounding a tv monitor, watching the news. needless to say, there wasn’t much info - but both the customer and i were sufficiently distracted as to cut the meeting short, and move on to other things.
i headed home. and it wasn’t until i turned on the telly, and hollered at the guy in the house to come and see - and we saw. and we saw. and we saw. i called into the office, and was told not to come into work. the holiday inn had turned into a safe haven and command post for the UN delegates in toronto. i was home for 4 days. watching. and watching. it was bizarre.
here’s what i was really doing
first time having the chicks in the city since may 2-4 - wow!! we have nothing planned but some fun biking - and maybe mandarin. what kid can’t not want to go to a 30 ft desert bar? :-) you know what i’m saying….
what a bizarro summer… i can only hope the next 12 months go by so very fast…. so much to do, so much to change…. i canna wait!!!
…. the weather was marvelous, and the stella in an improvised cooler was indeed cold. the heckling was apropos for the most part, and the barbeque was stacked with various meatlike treats.
the smapp dog was a friend to anyone who had food, and found a distinct liking for ice when she discovered water was scarcer than stella.
the baseball game itself was outstanding. the running. the hitting. the catching and the throwing.
i’m not sure who won. but ron ellis was the 3rd base coach. it was a happy wednesday night.
.. i’m a wigwam, i’m a tipi.
there is a pin, as well as a needle. I’m on them both. on tiptoe.
… it’s all about the relaxing now… and yes - it’s come at the right time - after 4 days of chickadee adventures…. it’s good to be back in my own bed, with the AC and non-sandy sheets.
today is a day of puttering.
you know what i mean.
we go!
pick up the chickadees and head to the beach for 4 days. outstanding weather coming, and we will be packed to the rafters with food and fun and, of course, flannel. the nights will be cold, doncha know…. and everyone to their (own) bedroom… it’s heaven. the way vacaions ought to be.
the simple act of pressing a few buttons has given me more time in the day, to just be and do.
can you imagine what i’ve done?
2 more days.
2 chickadees.
Equals 4 days of sun, sand and surf.
i still can’t wait.
…. aww babyyy…
it’s been a zillion and a half years since i last went to the ex… but
i managed to easily talk the wiz into it last night… turns out he’s a
bit of a madman on the midway, playing games, shooting guns, games of
chance… you name it, and somehow we managed to become laden down with
varying types of prizes… :-)
i wonder what one has to do to become a carney - and then i wonder if
people who work the midway at fairs are still called carneys? or is it
carnies? hrm. there were zillions of them… and you could
certainly tell who was good at drawing the public to their booth, and
who wasn’t :-)
i’d like to say that they’ve come a long way in 20 years. but they haven’t.
normally, when one comes close to the end of the tunnel, there is a
faint hope of light. i can see the light, but i’m simply not
convinced that it’s not just a freight train… ;-)
however, being as optimistic as i am, i am still going to bet that it’s sunlight, and not CN.
3 days this week.
3 days next week.
then an outstandingly long weekend.
no noise, no troubles.
nothing to do but snooze in the sun and enjoy.
i can’t wait.
can yo utell?
… would simply not be the same.
the rapids at the wiz’s cottage are aptly named “white’s falls”….
aptly because of the shimmery, irridescent foaming torrent of death
that you face when you make the monumentoud decision to “do the
rapids”…
;-)
actually - it was quite safe :-P and that’s all i am going to say about that.
and if it wasn’t for a chickadee strapped to my back like the wings of
the flying monkeys of oz, i would have made it down the rapids without
twisting my back in 11 places. and i wouldn’t be sitting on the
couch here now, grinding robaxaxet platinum into my tea.
on the don valley parkway, there are 2 kinds of signs; signs for roads
that have exits are all in capital letters. Signs for roads that don’t
have exits are in lower case letters. Except for york mills. It
gets an exit - but it’s still stuck with a lower case letter sign.
unlucky york mills.
dom·i·no1 ( P ) Pronunciation Key (d
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n. pl. dom·i·noes or
dom·i·nos
- A small rectangular wood or plastic block, the face of which is divided into halves,
each half being blank or marked by dots resembling those on dice.
- dominoes or dominos (used with a sing. or pl. verb) A game played with a set of these small blocks, generally 28 in number.
- A country expected to react politically to events as predicted by
the domino theory: “The dominos did indeed fall in Indochina” (Arthur
M. Schlesinger, Jr.).
august will finally usher in a domino effect to the land of oz. think of indochina.
… i am simply beat.
4 days of crawling into bed exhausted.
and truth be told - likely one of the fastest, most exhilating weeks of my year.
pfft.
on the other hand, it could be just the heat… :-0
tomorrow to the farm.
photos to follow.
