2004/10/22
knowledge
It is vain, O men, that you seek within yourselves the cure for your miseries. All your insight only leads you to the knowledge that it is not in yourselves that you will discover the true and the good.
- Blaise Pascal
- Blaise Pascal
2004/10/16
Killing Frogs
I'm becoming quite frustrated that it says there are two comments for my last post, but it only shows one comment when opened. Anyone out there see two comments? If you do, let me know by posting a comment. Then again, I probably won't get it. Oh, blogger.
I've decided this year that the beautiful leaves will make me happy instead of sad. I've never been able to understand why people get so excited about the changing leaves; it's just a reminder that summer's over and the bitter winter will soon be upon us. However, this year I have forced myself to simply enjoy the beautiful, ever-changing scenery outside my corner-office window. Come to think of it, my office has four corners.
I kill frogs for a living. Seriously - do they migrate at this time of year or what? I can't drive down one road (outside of town) without dodging frogs (or not dodging frogs - as indicated by above title). I drive 250km a day...that's a lot of frog's legs. The wee frogs are givin 'er all she's got, too. Poor buggers.
I've decided this year that the beautiful leaves will make me happy instead of sad. I've never been able to understand why people get so excited about the changing leaves; it's just a reminder that summer's over and the bitter winter will soon be upon us. However, this year I have forced myself to simply enjoy the beautiful, ever-changing scenery outside my corner-office window. Come to think of it, my office has four corners.
I kill frogs for a living. Seriously - do they migrate at this time of year or what? I can't drive down one road (outside of town) without dodging frogs (or not dodging frogs - as indicated by above title). I drive 250km a day...that's a lot of frog's legs. The wee frogs are givin 'er all she's got, too. Poor buggers.
2004/10/12
Thanksgiving
I didn't get to have a Thanksgiving weekend this year, but I'm still thankful. I've been blessed with great parents and a wonderful family.
I buried my last grandparent on Saturday, my 96 year old grandfather. He was born in 1908, served in the British Military, owned the farm that became the Golden Mile in T.O., worked as a painter, and worked for the parks department. He saw a lot in 96 years. It's proper, I believe, to stop and reflect every so often that one day we will lie in a hospital bed - if we're fortunate - and we will breathe our last. It is sobering and it puts one's day in perspective.
How can I best live a life that will have an impact beyond my own 96 years?
Light Reading
I buried my last grandparent on Saturday, my 96 year old grandfather. He was born in 1908, served in the British Military, owned the farm that became the Golden Mile in T.O., worked as a painter, and worked for the parks department. He saw a lot in 96 years. It's proper, I believe, to stop and reflect every so often that one day we will lie in a hospital bed - if we're fortunate - and we will breathe our last. It is sobering and it puts one's day in perspective.
How can I best live a life that will have an impact beyond my own 96 years?
Light Reading
2004/10/08
beginning anew
The confession of evil works is the first beginning of good works.
-Augustine of Hippo
2004/10/02
Excuse me!
