Good Things

Winter (such as it is, here in Hogtown) has limped in at long last. Morning and night for the past few days I have wrapped my head in a cotton head-scarf, then strapped my helmet on atop it; donned a pair of those cheap nylon gloves then pulled on my not-quite-so-cheap ski-gloves over them before taking my bicycle onto the mean streets of Toronto.

The chilled air is bracing, almost exhilirating, as I cycle along Queen, to work and back home again. There is something about battling the elements - especially the cold - that reminds you of just how lovely life can be.

You may find yourself cursing your ex-girlfriend; you may find yourself dreaming of driving an electric car; you may find yourself shivering in the cold; and you may find yourself kissing your cat, but when the bike ride's done (same old way as it ever was), you may say - then how did I get here!?!

But I digress.
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There is beauty and strange wonders in this world, such as ...

• The latest photo posted to torontophoto; and


• Jonathan Goldstein's subtly hilarious radio program, Wiretap; and


• the brilliant speed and simplicity involved in upgrading my out-dated version of the Mozilla Suite with Seamonkey; and


• simply being alive.

Red: Drupal is an open-source content management system. Polish up that resume.

Robyn: I'm glad you're so happy where you are now.

Young Geoffrey: You have a good life, but you should quit smoking and also get out of the apartment a little more often.

Love always,


Young Geoffrey