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On the road again… but this is the last extended trip until fall. Your cadre of guest bloggers have been invited to drop by and I hope to get on from time to time, but if things get slow, it’s a big wide blogosphere out there, so try out some of the links on the sidebar!
In the meanwhile, keep your comments brief, keep the links you use to a minimum, and watch your language. If you don’t want to get caught up in the junk filter, that’s your best strategy.

15 Replies to “Blog Notes”

  1. Safe travelling, Kate. Movable Type still sucks ass.
    It would be so easy to convert this blog to WordPress.

  3. Even better than bugs that emit diesel fuel.
    Anyone else remember the ‘Schmoo’?
    http://www.lil-abner.com/shmoo.html
    ———- snip ———-
    The Shmoo first appeared in the strip in August 1948. According to Shmoo legend, the lovable creature laid eggs, gave milk and died of sheer esctasy when looked at with hunger. The Shmoo loved to be eaten and tasted like any food desired. Anything that delighted people delighted a Shmoo. Fry a Shmoo and it came out chicken. Broil it and it came out steak. Shmoo eyes made terrific suspender buttons. The hide of the Shmoo if cut thin made fine leather and if cut thick made the best lumber. Shmoo whiskers made splendid toothpicks. The Shmoo satisfied all the world’s wants. You could never run out of Shmoon (plural of Shmoo) because they multiplied at such an incredible rate. The Shmoo believed that the only way to happiness was to bring happiness to others. Li’l Abner discovered Shmoos when he ventured into the forbidden Valley of the Shmoon, against the frantic protestations of Ol’ Man Mose. “Shmoos,” he warned, “is the greatest menace to hoomanity th’ world has evah known.” “Thass becuz they is so bad, huh?” asked Li’l Abner. “No, stupid,” answered Mose, hurling one of life’s profoundest paradoxes at Li’l Abner. “It’s because they’re so good!”
    Ironically, the lovable and selfless Shmoos ultimately brought misery to humankind because people with a limitless supply of self-sacrificing Shmoos stopped working and society broke down. Seen at first as a boon to humankind, they were ultimately hunted down and exterminated to preserve the status quo. (Thought extinct after the 1948 adventure, one Shmoo always seemed to escape to Dogpatch’s Valley of the Shmoon to form a new colony and a later plot revival by Capp). . . .
    ——– end snip ——–

  4. Having just finishing a road trip from Vancouver Island to Halifax, Nova Scotia in a U-Haul (long story, don’t ask), I certainly hope your road trip doesn’t include too much Canadian roads.
    The once mighty Trans-Canada Highway is now, with a few exceptions, a glorified camel trail. Whatever was done with those tax dollars collected from the pumps I will never know. The biggest surprise though was the highway in New Brunswick where there was two lane divided (each way) and modern interchanges all the way from the Quebec border to Nova Scotia.Clearly somebody knows about infrastructure. Unfortunately, just about every other province except Alberta (a just pass) gets a failing grade with Manitoba being the worst. It is little wonder that there are loads of closed up motels, shops and service stations along the TCH as no tourist is ever going to pay high gas prices and subject their vehicles and bodies to such torture.
    Canada is such a huge and vast country; It is a pity that one must suffer to see it’s beauty by road.
    btw Kate, I waved when I went by Delise but it was raining so I didn’t stop to say hi.

  7. Wow!!Texas, that trip is on my bucket list!I frequently travel a section of the T-C east of Ottawa…I know what you mean.Embarrassing.

  8. Texas Canuck. having done the same a few times , although not in one continuous haul, I would always opt to go on the I-90 and skip Sask, Man and most of Ontario if you skip to the I-80.cheaper gas. cheaper motels. waitresses with snark off. and listen to “uhhuh “instead of “your welcome ” when your not really , isnt a bad thing.
    that goat path across north ontario is a national embarrassment. dont think all the duff sitters in ontario, quebec and the maritimes dont have something to with the lack of infrastructure, instead of pavement we got boardwalks to nowhere in nfld. and firestations without firetrucks , meanwhile the newfie duff sitters were all watching cable courtesy of Danny whine for wine Williams.

  9. So, Mark Steyn is on hiatus. Kate is on hiatus. ‘Haven’t yet checked on Free Dominion or Five Feet of Fury, but I’m just wondering… Ezra Levant seems to still be going strong.
    A line from T.S. Elliot’s elegy for an ailing world comes to mind:
    This is the way the world ends: Not with a bang but a whimper…
    I’m hoping not, but these days in Dystopian Canada, who knows?…

  14. Texas Canuck’s Cannonball Run was strictly Canadian due to stops in Calgary, Saskabush, TBay and the mere thought of trying to go through customs twice with a U-Haul full of stuff & pets. That load also included fishing gear and other items for enjoying Canadian outdoor activities in the fall. wink, wink, nudge, nudge, say no more… 😉
    The Trans Canada Camel Trail is a national disgrace but if New Brunswick can manage to make it a real highway then what’s the excuse?

  15. Yeah, Texas Canuck, you’re right: Trans Canada Camel Trail…LOL!
    ‘Last time my family and headed West, we drove via the U.S. of A. ‘Not that their roads are great, but at least there’s some choice and you’re not stuck on a two-laner behind an RV for miles of rolling hills with zilch opportunity to pass.
    The Trans Canada through Northern Ontario is a joke–like so much in this Deranged Dystopian Dominion.

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