random reveries
This morning right before I left for work, I looked out on my balcony and saw two Starlings sitting on the rail. They flew off as I came closer to the window, but it’s the first time I’ve seen birds on my balcony.
My computer at work had (has?) a virus on it. I think I fixed it, but how stupid is that.
I have a great idea for a store. An Umbrellaorium, home to umbrellas, ties, walking sticks, hankerchiefs, pocket watches, hats like fedoras, homburgs, trilbys and bowlers, driving gloves, socks, monocles and the ilk. All the essential acessories of a well-fitted gentleman.
I came home from curling last night and the front door of my building was missing. It was sitting in the lobby when I left for work this morning. There’s still like the security door thing, but still, my apartment building is missing a front door.
I curled last night (as mentioned above) and did pretty well. Not satisfied with it all and quite a bit of aches and pains this morning. Had a hard time focusing on the game. New broom needs some getting used to. Looking forward to doing it all again.
There’s a one legged seagull that hangs out on the roof beside my office window. A lot of seagulls hang out there, it’s like a social club for them, but this guy has one leg which makes him special. I’ve named him Edgar. He has a stump and he hops around a lot.
I haven’t written about the Buffalo trip yet. It was a lot of fun, and I’ll write more at a later time. I’m still tired from it. “Sleep is like a bank account that you put capital in when you are young and draw on as you get older; and then you run out of capital and die.”