What the bloody hell have you done with my pithy and informative comment I hear you ask? Good question. I’ve been navigating the choppy, illogical waters of WordPress behind-the-scenes at Urbancrows for a couple of months but some things still have me beaten. The Comments feature is one of them. I’m not sure (yet) why some show up and others don’t.
Continue reading “Where Are My Comments?”Let’s Go Scrumping.
Hands up if you know what scrumping is? No idea? Well, in England it means stealing apples from an orchard; kids climbing over the fence with a pack full of apples plucked from the trees. The word also pops up in the name Scrumpy, as in a fairly rough apple cider (not the clear, sweet, sparkly muck that often masquerades as cider on the west coast.)
Continue reading “Let’s Go Scrumping.”Is Pärt a part of your life?
I hate Philip Glass. Every time I go to see a movie that boasts “Soundtrack by Philip Glass” I’m filled with dread. I find his music desperately dull. All repetitive twiddly bits with no real melodies, his pieces drone on and on spoiling whatever we’re watching. The New Yorker summed it up nicely for me:
“Glass never had a good idea he didn’t flog to death: He repeats the haunting scale 30 mind-numbing times, until it’slong past time to go home.”
Continue reading “Is Pärt a part of your life?”I Belong To A Club Update
Yesterday, in my role as chairman, I updated my stock picking club (Hys and Lows) members on the performance – or rather the non-performance- of our portfolio of junior mining stocks. Last time I wrote about it, I said:
“For the last 24 months, reality has bitten. Themarket has put us firmly back in our place while lustily kicking our butts downthe sidewalk, up the alley and into the back yard. Year-to-date our portfoliois down 26% and, tellingly, 22 out of 25 stocks we picked are in the red. To befair on us, this is a reflection largely of the “nobody gives a fuck” state ofthe resource sector which is veering dangerously close to a 10-year low.”
Continue reading “I Belong To A Club Update”Jam is Dangerous
I make jam. A few years back I used to make a lot of it. As a novice jam maker, I did what any naive beginner does: I attacked the world of summer fruit with gusto. Raspberries. Strawberries. Peaches. Anything I could get my hands on was boiled up with sugar and stuck in jars. I even made fancy labels. My jam cupboard is still full of dark, sticky mysteries from that period of my life.
What nobody tells you about jamming is the sheer danger involved. It’s lethal. I embark upon each batch with trepidation.
To get a jam to set, particularly the jelly-based ones like marmalade, you heat the fruit juice and sugar up to a rolling boil. Then you keep boiling it to reduce the liquid down until the setting point is reached; when a drop of jam placed on a cold ceramic saucer quickly sets and turns to jelly.
Continue reading “Jam is Dangerous”To PR or not to PR?
I promised myself I wouldn’t get political or overly preachy on UrbanCrows. I’m trying to write about stuff that I find interesting or that strikes me as quirky. And I’m trying hard to keep it engaging. The last thing we need in our lives is another soap box site banging on about domestic or national politics. Having said that…
ThisProportional Representation (PR) referendum is driving me bat-shit crazy.
Continue reading “To PR or not to PR?”I’m in Love. I confess.
I’m still in love with Azurite. I met her on-line and now I can’t let her go. Just the other day she sent me another full length body shot, mounted no less. Apparently she comes from Morocco. Oh my giddy aunt. I’m going to have to sit down.
From Amazing Geologist.
Nobody Eats Crows
Not even the Chinese. Now, hold on.. before you get all upset with me for stereotyping, I got that comment from my personal banker at CIBC who’s Chinese-Canadian. In fact, what she said was:
“We (the Chinese) eat nearly anything that moves, but not crows. I wonder why that is? Maybe because they’re black or maybe they’re unlucky.”
Which got me thinking. Does anyone eat crows?
Continue reading “Nobody Eats Crows”Mushrooms
Have you noticed, there’s been something happening because of the amazing autumn weather recently? Sunny, but misty in the morning, so it’s been quite damp early in the day. If you’ve taken a walk in Pacific Spirit Park or any of the local forests, you’ve probably noticed the incredible explosion of mushrooms everywhere. They’re on fallen logs, tree stumps, absolutely everywhere. Even the dog turds along the paths have sprouted white hairy beards.
Continue reading “Mushrooms”My Wife’s Gone to Indonesia
Jakarta? No, she flew there.
That old chestnut of a joke got me thinking about place name puns and jokes. We learned some goodies when I was a kid at my Hogwarts-style boys only grammar school in Kent. Most of them for some reason involve wives and exotic locations, channeling the teller’s deep-seated desire to see the wife travel a long way away perhaps? Ah hem… moving on.
Continue reading “My Wife’s Gone to Indonesia”