AN ode to the Spelling Nazi

I just love how some people jump at the opportunity to check mistakes and offer criticism on grammar and spelling, yet they themselves most often carry their own bad luggage in their back side. Sure it is easy to criticize, but they never offer criticism to the writing itself, or anyone who is making the effort to write. I just went through a ten email exchange of someone who had the nerve to call me a xenophobe. and yes I admit the mistake of further adding to my friend’s Diatribe, when I said, I have no fear of the xylophone, in fact I played one while in High School. That just started the fire which turned into a full on storm, and I was left the choice of doing one of two things: Either ignore the comments after that, or fight the cause. I chose to stay and fight.

I went through my writings meticulously, saw the error, a type”O, and quietly corrected it. I then thanked the person, taking the moral high ground, which did not stop the barrage of the next eight emails within an hour, from my Nazi critic. On and on it went, it even went down to the choice of words I used in my blog post; grammar; and how I hyphenated a group of words; and the content. The worse part of this, was that it was all based on a old post from 2019. I counted the words the spelling Nazi wrote to tell me all of this: a whopping three thousands words, perfectly spell checked, and formatted: who has that kind of time?

Looking back, I will just ignore all the Nazis if they are anonymous, and continue on writing in my Blog. If I know the person, I will do private exchanges, and leave it at that.

Yes, it had been that kind of weekend. Thank you.

The New Normal

It looks like everyone around me are settling in to the new social rules, of social distancing. At my work, anyway, I cannot say much for the people in town, as some feel they are inadvisable to the COVID-19. We will wait and see, as the streets are cleaned.

My artistic rendition of the COVID 19 Version 2.

My work is totally getting more weird, as each day goes by. Our normal operation are at a crawl, as we are still deemed an essential service, so my regular duties have changed. I am slowly adapting to these changes.

My home life has changed too. I’m staying at home, with nothing to do, accept watch TV. Even that gets old. I will manage.

There is that phone, I can reach out to my friends that way. at least the Bills are getting paid and the phone still works. I wanted an hair cut, but of course, all of the hair shops are closed down. So I bought a DTY device that can cut my hair at home by my self. That was hard to find in the store, as many were others were thinking the same thing as me, so the Store Shelves were bare and sold out. But I did get one.

When will this madness end? Anyway stay clean, and healthy.

Spring at Last!

We made it!

Spring at last, it a long and brutal winter here in the Pacific North West. It was cold with lots of snow. Glad to see it melting away. I was thinking how much 2019 sucked for me, but 2020 is a close contender, and the year is only three months old. With the plague upon us, what my work colleagues call it, this had been a crappy spring so far.

Also with yesterday, being the spring equinox, this means the days are now longer than the nights. Good news, after the times change, which I hope our government will abolish soon.  because changing time sucks. To celibate  the day, I bought a lawn chair, to help soak up the Sun with. The last few days here have been awesome with the sunshine.

Living up here, practicing the social distancing due to the COVID-19. Unreal how this is affecting our daily routines, now. With a spars population here in the North, it is not hard to keep away from people in general–it is natural to keep away from others.

Glad that I have my job, and I am still able to work through all of this. So I have some income, which for some who are laid-off because of the virus- I feel for you. I have somewhat guaranteed employment through all of this. Less stress, as I hear that people are having troubles with the Government’s promise of Mortgage de-furls, I never rely on Government, as they are lairs and people at the top want to keep the free money-and not hand it down.

Needless to say, the warmer weather is upon us now. Maybe I’ll get a chance to go out with my camera, and shoot landscapes shots of spring. Happy Spring Everyone, and stay healthy.

Another Rant on Time

This Post is for Dan. My rant on the up coming time change, as North America switches the Clocks this coming weekend, and moving  them ahead one hour in the name of day light savings. If you read my blog from years ago, you will no doubt have come across, other passages on how much I hate the changing of time. Wishing I lived where they don’t change their clocks, but that is not possible for me at this time. I am not looking forward to this upcoming change.

This was created for the sole purpose of increasing productivity for workers back over a century ago when the light bubs had not yet been in full use. Well, guess what, we now have lights, electrics ones, where we can work 24 hours per day if we choose to. So why do we still practice this archaic changing of the clocks twice a year?

And why do have some jurisdictions that do not fall for this? While the majority people around the world still do?

The argument of changing the clocks is like talking to members of the Flat Earth Society. 

The Sum of all this changing, is the myth of commerce. There are presidents and Prim Ministers who believe that their poor lie tax payers will suffer if we stop changing the clocks, and if we have one country that is not going to do it, then that would bed for business. Sadly, this is just poor leadership, and misguided leading. There are greater powers than Tax Payers, they are called voters, assuming you live in a fair and democratic country. IF you live in the dictatorship, then you can vote with your money, or try and move.

The world is not perfect, and our days are not even. We still need “leap years” to fix these short coming. But there is nothing to fix regarding our day, and it’s hours. Most people do not know how modern day time keeping came to be, or why the noon time is where it is today. Hint:If you like trains, planes and automobiles then you are getting warm. High Noon or 12:00pm is 10 minutes late where I live when compared to the Sun’s position in the sky.

I do not want to spend a tonne of time on this, so I will leave it here. enjoy the time change. I hope it is the last one for Western Canada.

I Can See the Ground!

Yes, I can see the ground in my driveway. The snow is starting to melt, after the major dump from last month. The snow is completely melted from around where I park my car. I like to drive, backing into my driveway, so having two large snow banks on each side makes more of a challenge, especially for the passengers who are climbing in, as the ice still lingers beneath the foot path along side.

The days are getting longer, so this means spring is on it’s way. I can feel it. Right now it is plus 3C outside, and I can see the bright orb rising in the sky, which must be either the Americans, testing their bright lights in the space, or the Sun. There is hope that this season will end soon.  I could even predict that we will have a record breaking hot summer to make up for the extreme Arctic outflow winter we are currently having. Climate change is with us; it just means that we will get cooler, then everyone will want to move here–so buy your land while you can, because there is not much left to live on. 

I am 92.46 Per Cent Moved Into my own home.

Yes, I am sitting in my very own computer room, or Man Cave, with no neighbour attached to make noise when I crave quiet time, this is bliss. And there are no threat of creepy land lord checkup on seeing if their property is being kept in good condition. Just the mortgage cheque due every two weeks.

Since the move, my back is super sore. I pulled a muscle. and it rained like crazy on Friday, moving day. Now it is just freezing. I’m cool with that, as the bulk of it is done. plus I have a cold that is killing me at night. I’m getting through this.

I have a dish washer, and washer and dryer. sweet, and a place to hang all my photos. lots and lots of wall space. I’m in a home! SO long rented compartments. Hello space.

I also have a place to store my car, my own driveway. where I can clean it, and work on it with a nosy land lord spying.

I am a home owner!

 

Home Ownership Has Come

Yes, I finally got to the level of Home Owner dude, and no longer a lowly tenant. I just bought myself an home in the Skeena Valley, not far from where I live now, and I take possession of it on November 20th. With that no more rent, and scum lords, to rule my life, just me and the taxes to support the various levels of Government. But I have my own castle now. Super happy about that.

Unlike the Lower mainland, where the Property market is so high, here on the North Coast, it is still very much reasonable for a first time buyer to get into the market. The parices are climbing however, so get in the market here while it is still cheap. or wait for the Boomers to dies off in another twenty years or so….

Oddly, the payment are less than what I’m paying for rent right now, go figure. so my lifestyle will not change that much. I did have to put 5 per cent down on the Mortgage, and the paper work was huge (Seven page contract), but it will be all worth it, next month.  Can’t wait to move.

I would like to thank the Federal and local Governments for not completely screwing up the economy before this day, and sorry to the all the future moochers who will be asking if they can stay with me, for free–ain’t going to happen.

Granted Permission to Work FUll-Time!

As of today, my GP granted me the OK, to return to my full duties at work. I did not even ask, he came into the room, big smile, and blurted it out. I was in “mild shock,” at just what happened. It even took a few seconds to sink in my head of what he said. He also updated my list pills, adding a few new ones to my list. Then that was it. The visit was over? I booked another appointment for October, and check-up, and I was out on the street again. Weird.

Feeling happy that I can return to work put me on a new high. Some of my friends ask, why. Simple, I do not work for a union job, so no benefits, I’m just a plain ordinary Canadian, who needs to work and pay taxes, and make babies, who will pay more taxes in the future (OK, not the last part.)

Friday, September 6, 2019, I am allowed to work again. I nice feeling knowing that I almost went to the poor house, Thank you credit card. Still waiting for the E.I. money to show. Figures that Canad let me down. Why do  I votes for these people? Oh yeah, I believe in Democracy. Of course this only works if you do not need the Government to live.

Off to Vancouver, BC, for a Stint

Now I’m being carried off to the Terrace Kitimat Airport, in a Ambulance, strapped to a bed with wire attached everywhere. I know I was getting a “1000 Mics of Nitro” in my IV. they kept looking that. But is was still very stormy, so the Chief Pilot waited a few minutes for the storm to pass, so we could leave. They squeezed me onto the aircraft, and locked me in. I could not move my legs I was in their so tight. Now, I am off to Vancouver.

Two Hours later, we landed at YVR, and  Another Ambulance took me away to the hospital. I got there around noon. Off to the third floor to nowhere, here we go. I got into my new home for the next four days, into a bigger bed, much more comfy, but more wire attached to me, making sleep next to impossible, and sharing it with three other patients. StPaul’s Hospital is a very old building, However, their staff are top notch. They were awesome. they made sure I was taken care of. I give them an “A+” Now I’m in Vancouver, kind of freaking out at what is going on. I have no contact numbers, and I can’t dial out long distance, using their phones, so my advice, TAKE YOUR SMART PHONE WITH YOU. They offer free WIFI, so you can texted out. they never gave me that one the brochure, I had nothing with me. However, one of the nurses did get me a phone that I could and talked to Suz.,  The next morning is “Stint,” day.

The Sweet Spot Of the Season

OK, to let you all know, I did get the Bank loan, or I should say they qualified me for the amount of money I needed to buy the Trailer, The home, But after looking at it, and seeing all the prepares is needed, I backed out of it seeing that there would be months of work needed to move into it. I did not feel the “home sweet home” feeling you would get when you walk into the home and feel right at home. It was not there. So, I said no, and I will wait for the next opportunity for a awesome home to appear on the market.

Apparently, the Bank had no troubles with me, for this size of loan as I fit nicely within the limits of it. The Stress Test that the Federal government put in place was easily passed, and my monthly income was acquit enough to maintain the payments, so I was surprised becuase it was this step that I failed at the last time I asked them.

So all is good. I’m on vacation now. Have the next week to myself. I just binged watch “The OA” a very twisted story about a lady who can travel within dimensions. And take over her own body, and she is pursued by a mad scientist who also wants to travel through dimensions, but want to to control it. The story had some really weird plots.