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Whale Fin

When I resurface again, why don’t people oooh and aahh like they do in Nova Scotia when they see the whale fin?

I’m actually not jealous of whales — they deserve plenty of credit. Actually I’ve actually gotten tired of watching the Olympics and Canadian Idol is on one of the only other channels we get. What a horrible, lame show. It makes Star Search look like a class act. Yuck. I really hope all these faux, bland music shows fall by the wayside soon, along with reality TV. But hey, other people like them, so OK….

In the meantime I am rediscovering the art of reading a real book. Right now I’m reading “Women and Men” by Richard Ford. I love his writing…

Ahhh, some guy outside keeps screaming “Jeremy” or “Eric” or “Jerry” or something like that over and over again. The cats are folding back their ears in bewilderment. Has he lost his son, his dog or his mind? There are many, many crazy people in this town. One of them likes to root through our garbage and our recycling on a regular basis. He has a ratty teddy bear or something strapped to his little white cart. When you ask him what he’s taking and tell him to help himself, he puts a bag of onions back in the garbage that you share with your neighbour. Take the onions, for Pete’s sake.

Having rejoined the full-time workforce, I once again am struggling to keep pace in the Great Hamster Wheel…The cycle of get up, eat, go to work, eat, watch TV, sleep and over again. It’s nice to have a job at the moment, although we will likely be going on strike in September. That’s a drag. I may have to picket. I have never picketed before. I would rather eat a pickle.

Speaking of pickles, it’s exciting to be back in Toronto and enjoy all the yummy ethnic specialities that can be found just a block away. Portuguese, Mexican, Eritrean, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, Italian…you name it, you can get it. I think, finally, after two months, I’m almost Thai-ed out for a while, and I’ve over-Udoned lately as well. I’ve also had more than my share of Sicilian ice cream, but luckily yoga seems to be staving off any ill-desired consequences of my indulgence.

Aside from all the dizzing possibilities of activities and the numerous weekend festivals, I have to stay that Winnipeg does have Toronto beat as far as clean air and wide, blue skies. I miss the fact that life seems more personal in Winnipeg. I miss chit-chatting with my fellow yoga regulars. In the three times I’ve lived in Toronto (four and a half years in total), I’ve never managed to really start up a real social circle here. That being said, I do feel completely at ease with the city itself. It’s great to be able to walk around the city for an hour at a time and never tire of the walk: there is always something (or someone) to see…I haven’t seen the guy with the horns permanently glued to his head since I arrived back in town. Maybe he had them removed!

Well, that’s my post for tonight. Just trying to get the juices flowing again from what has been a very lazy pineapple.

Posted on August 26, 2004 08:21 PM

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