Monday is turning into the day when I usually check in with the Journal. I miss some things this way. This is not quite a diary. I don’t tend to it every day. But I usually do on Mondays.
That’s because I’ll take Monday off — if I can get away with it. I can’t always get away with it. We buried Raymond on a Monday. But since then, Mondays have been quiet.
I like taking Monday off, because I’m usually pretty well spent from Sunday, anyway. And I want a change of pace. Over the past few Mondays I’ve worked on old canoeing logs written by others; and I’ve posted them. Over the next several months I hope to consolidate some of the map information I’ve gathered over the past several months. All of this happens on Monday.
Today, I’ll probably NOT take the day off. It’s now 5 AM. I’ve been up since 4. Someone was walking around the the outside of the building then, yelling. I think he was yelling to come in.– thought maybe I’d be awake. I’m not sure. I finally DID wake up after he had just about quit his yelling and stumbled off to somewhere else. I have no idea who he was.
But there are two folks I know who are very ill. And I’ll be looking for them — or their families — today. Day off (ie a day to work on canoe routes) will have to come later.
We had another power outage on last Wednesday. That one was only for a few hours. But it scared the teeth out of me. I had fears of another few days of no power. That means: no lights, no heat, no computer. And THAT means no news, no correspondence. And THAT is scary.
I have already mailed my absentee ballot in to Town Hall at Blue Hill. I worked out a deal with the Clerk at Town Hall that she would send the ballot up to me by express mail. When I had marked the ballot I sent it back by quick mail. Since first class mail can take weeks and weeks to go back and forth that is the only way I could get a ballot back to Blue Hill before Christmas.
Anyway, you people down there, I did my part. Up here Kerry would win on a landslide. People think Bush is nuts.
Many families are still away on the fall hunt. Evidently school just sort of takes care of itself. Some of the schools (though not all) take a break now, anyway. I’ve been a beneficiary of some of this activity. Last week brought in some fish. This weekend brought in some moose meat.
It’s 7 AM. There’s about an inch of snow on the ground. This is the first real snow of the season. Temps have been in the 20’s all day.
My radio habits have changed again. CBC decided to stream only in Windows Media Player. They had used RealOne and Quicktime. I simply cannot bring myself to use a Microsoft product unless absolutely necessary. CBC has a local (repeater) station. That makes it the ONE station I can listen to without the aid of the internet. I have stopped listening to the CBC streams.
Vermont Public Radio, however, now streams on the internet. I get VPR now, very nicely, through I-Tunes. In fact it has two streams: one is the regular stuff; the other is all music. I rather enjoy getting the latest on Vermont weather whilst enjoying James Bay. I am hoping, however, that CBC will become aware of its foolishness and will mend its ways.