Life’s Mysteries

I’m not talking major unanswered questions here, no whatever happened to Amelia Earhart, or what’s with the Bermuda Triangle, or has Elvis really left the building? No, I’m thinking small scale.

Life’s little mysteries, the everyday perplexities that have us standing, and staring, and thinking what?

Take lids, for example…

Each lid has a corresponding container. They are a matched set, they go into the kitchen cupboard together. How is it then, that I found myself with four lonely lids on my hands this morning—and no equally lonely containers?

Did the containers grow bored with their partners, become disenchanted with the old ball and lid? Are they off somewhere, smiling at the newer, younger lids popping up on their dating app?

And what about socks?

How do they go into the laundry as a pair and come out as single? Do they argue in the washer, get divorced in the dryer?

Life’s little mysteries 🙂

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Star Trek Calling

With Covid-19 rewriting how we live our lives, Earth isn’t looking so appealing these days. When a trip to the grocery store means wearing a mask and keeping an eye out for inconsiderate bozos threatening your two metre bubble, we’re all looking to escape. Escape the virus, each other, and the monotony of not being able to do—anything.

Travel is out of the question. Even if you wanted to risk all the possible free-floating germs on a flight, where would you go? Covid is everywhere—almost everywhere.

SpaceX Dragon docked at the International Space station.

The International Space station is Coronavirus-free and Elon Musk has a plan to get you there.

SpaceX, Musk’s company, is sending up it’s second crewed Dragon flight at the end of the month. Four astronauts will stay on the Space station for six months. By the fall of 2021, when hopefully, anti-Covid vaccines will be making their way around the world, three lucky customers will be settling in at the International Space station.

For a mere $55 million, you too, can enjoy the vacation of a lifetime, and return home to this welcome from mission control…

“Welcome back to planet Earth and thanks for flying SpaceX.”

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Stuck With You: a Covid Story

“Pancakes?” David said, sliding onto a stool at the kitchen counter.

“Observant.” Joel grabbed two mugs, set one by David’s plate, and slipped onto the other stool. His stool. It was undeniably his kitchen too, although technically, he was a guest. The condo was David’s.

Eyes on their tablets, they forked up the pancakes in silence. Neither one of them was much of a talker before the caffeine kicked in.

“You see this?” David asked, pushing his plate aside. “We’re starting Stage Two on Wednesday.”

“Yeah.”

“We can get a hair cut.” David smiled, waiting for the inevitable what-hair crack from Joel, but he got nothing, not even a smirk.

His mind obviously on something more serious than David’s ever-widening bald spot, Joel gathered up his plate and mug, and slotted them into the dishwasher. He snapped the door on the machine shut and leaned against the counter. “I can go home.”

No! This is your home. Here, with me. “You think that’s a good idea? A five-hour flight, recycled air, germs floating about in a confined space?”

“Air Canada is enforcing a mask policy.”

“Yeah, that will be comfortable.”

“No, but…” Joel shrugged, shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyes finding David’s across the space between them. “This was never supposed to be permanent.”

True. When the country had shut down in March it had been chaos, flights cancelled, stores and businesses closed, the government pleading with people to stay off the streets, to stay home. Joel, a sales manager from their Vancouver branch, had been stranded in Toronto, and David had offered him a place to stay. Sure, they knew each other. They’d hooked up a few times, but they weren’t a thing. Not then.

“It could be. Permanent, I mean,” David said, walking around the counter. He gathered a handful of Joel’s terry robe and pulled him close. “It could be very permanent.”

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Mask Me

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Masks are not only giving the Coronavirus a one-two punch, they’re saving the economy.

Who would have guessed that a scrap of cloth would pour $130 million into the Gap’s bottom line? That designers like Rag & Bone and Prabal Gurung would be knocking out these little beauties at $55 a pop? That you’d get stopped on the street and asked where you got your mask from?

Really?

Yes. Like the virus, masks are here to stay. From bizarre affectation to fashion statement in six months. A testament to the adaptability of human beings—and online shopping.

What began as a desperate defence against the newest plague has become a means of personal expression.

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In my own fight against the Coronavirus, I may have bought a few too many masks. Masks in colours I’m never going to wear. Plum? What?

As fashion accessories go, masks are relatively inexpensive. Even more so if can make your own. If you’re better with a keyboard than a needle, you can enjoy guilt-free shopping. You’re not just adding to your wardrobe, you’re saving the planet.

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Covid can’t kill style 🙂

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Happy Accidents

We’ve all experienced them. Your boyfriend dumps you just before your high school grad dance and you end up going with a friend’s ex who looks way better in a tux anyway, or you take the wrong turn off the highway and land at a truckstop to find the best breakfast you’ve ever eaten.

No? Maybe that’s just me, but…

Mistakes happen and every once in awhile life’s little glitches lead to a greater good. Just ask anyone in Olten, Switzerland.

A mishap with the ventilation system at the local Lindt factory blew a fine chocolate dust over the neighbourhood. Residents woke up to find chocolate snow. Now, that’s a mistake I could live with 🙂

In Toronto, a glitch on the LCBO’s website got Mohammed Asaduallah 24 bottles of red wine for—FREE.

Don’t all rush to your laptops, the glitch has been fixed, but Mohammed’s still smiling.

Happy accidents 🙂

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Is God Wrong?

Who’s to say? Don’t we all see God in our own way, or through the filter of our parents’ voices? What God—if he/she exists—thinks, is and always has been, a mystery.

We though, with all our human failings, are often wrong.

Even those of us who try to get it right. Even those of us who believe they hold God’s playbook in their hands, who think they know God’s mind.

Redeemer University, a private Christian university in Hamilton, Ontario, is an institution that believes it has the inside track on interpreting God’s intentions. Believes it with a conviction that promises disciplinary action against any student engaging in sexual activity outside a heterosexual marriage.

Same-sex marriage has been legal in Canada since 2005.

Do you see the problem here?

Redeemer is facing criticism from former students who take issue with the school’s edicts. LGBTQ students who walked the campus in guilt and fear. Questioning students who view the school’s policy as discriminatory.

Susan Ursel, a Toronto lawyer who represented the Canadian Bar Association against Trinity Western University on a similar issue, says Redeemer is discriminating against not only LGBTQ students, but any student who chooses to remain single.

Susan Ursel

“In a decent, multicultural, diverse society are there limits to what religion can do?” That, says Ursel, is the question before our courts today.

Is God wrong? Maybe not, but religions and religious institutions are another matter.

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Making it Work

Here in my corner of the world, life is getting back to normal. The new normal that is, where everyone is expected to wear a mask and keep their distance.

Full disclosure: I have not done well with the lockdown. There have been an embarrassing number of days where I never bothered to get out of my robe. My treadmill is covered in dust, my WIP is still an idle thought, and I have eaten my weight in Oreo cookies.

Melva Cormier, a 92-year-old from Rustico, Prince Edward Island puts me to shame. Stuck at home during the pandemic, the great-great grandmother made productive use of her time knitting 60 pairs of hats and mitts for the newborns at Queen Elizabeth Hospital.

Melva Cormier cbc.ca

And then, there’s Isaac Young, a 15-year-old from Arnprior, Ontario. Unable to find a summer job thanks to Covid-19, Isaac started his own business—Backyard Builder.

Isaac Young CTV News Ottawa

Isaac makes picnic tables, sandboxes, and garden planters. He’s thinking of branching out into toy boxes come the winter season.

Me?

I may dust off the treadmill…or not.

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Boat-in?

Remember the joy of watching a movie through the space between the two front seats of the family car? Standing in line for popcorn with a bunch of kids wearing pajamas? Being envious of the people who were smart enough to bring lawn chairs?

Ah, the good old days. Gone, but not—say what?

Yes, drive-ins are back.

Covid-19 has accomplished the impossible, rewound the clock. With the Cineplexes shutdown and social distancing the new watchword, cinema lovers are heading out to the nearest field or empty parking lot.

Granted, the rules are a little different these days. You have to bring your own popcorn and don’t even think about getting out of your car. Still, you’ve got the mega screen in front of you, the starlit sky above, and your nearest and dearest in the car with you—bubble members only, please.

Don’t have a car? No problem.

“When in Rome…”

Or, in this case, Venice…

Who needs a car when you have a gondola?

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From the Sea

I’d love to be one of those gifted people who seduce melodies from instruments, but I’m not.

Greg Fleming, a multi-talented musician from St. John’s, Newfoundland, is one of those people. He not only plays the electric guitar, he builds them.

With his Tidebreaker guitars, Greg has created something new—from something old.

Three hundred and fifty-nine years old, in fact.

Time, and tides, and history. Atlantic storms, and sailing ships, and one group of sailors who never got home.

A sunken ship, put together with “tree nails” instead of steel. Bits and pieces dredged off the ocean floor. Timbers carbon-dated to 1661.

Under the ocean for three hundred years, the salt-water infused wood inspired Greg to craft the Tidebreaker guitars, and gives them their unique sound.

“Every time,” says Greg, “I kind of get a little bit of chills when I realize I’m playing a shipwreck that was underwater for 300 years.”

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Where There’s a Will…

The Canada-U.S. border hasn’t been shut down since the War of 1812, but it’s shut now. Thank you, Covid-19.

This unprecedented closure put a serious dent in Kadee and Jaxson’s wedding plans. With Kadee’s family in Montana and Jaxson’s family in Alberta, there was no way both families could celebrate together—under one roof.

But who needs a roof?

Under a blue prairie sky, with their families on either side of the barbed-wire border line, Kadee and Jaxson tied the knot.

Where there’s a will—and some understanding border guards—there’s a way.

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