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Christmas gift ideas

As we head into the Christmas shopping season, I thought it would be reasonable for me to make a couple of gift suggestions. This is for the coffee lover in your life; I mean the real coffee lover, not the Starbucks go-er who takes delight in that chain’s candy in a paper cup or mugs […]

Need work; made chili

Lost my job. Boo-hoo. If you have one and you’d like to give it to me, contact me at kwsteel -at - shaw.ca. But enough about that. Let’s make some chili!
Yes, chili con carne, a nice and easy way to ease back into the blog. And easy, you know, does it. It’s a cold autumn […]

Snerby Buckskin et al

Home for the holidays and over the last few days, I have been scanning the family archive of pictures. I came across a fascinating 1942 class photograph taken outside the Saskedge School, a one room schoolhouse north of a town named Leader in south eastern Saskatchewan near the Alberta border. At that time, the wooden […]

Almost famous

I see Jermoe has plastered my picture on his site. Uh, thanks. Cripes! (Can’t say he didn’t warn me because he did.) I had hoped to have more done here, rearranging the back end of my old site and bringing it up to this here blog. I’ll get to that shortly.

By way of visual intro

Here’s a pic taken in 1994 of me with a funny sign on East Hastings in Vancouver.

Here we go

That took a while, but now I’ve finally found a clean template for a blog that I like. So… to begin again. FYI My tag line at the top is a quote from the novel Transparent Things by Vladimir Nabokov: saying more would create an unnecessary spoiler.

Personal blog blackout over

PERSONAL BLOG BLACKOUT OVER: WRITER SAYS IT WAS A NIGHTMARE
Testing, testing… is this mike on?
So I gets a phone call this morning from this Jeremy Lott character and he’s yelling at me to update my blog. I says, “Why?” And he shouts back, “Because it’s time to update it, #@%&*!” And I thinks, “What’s he […]

Silence of the pigs

Yesterday I drove my father to a kitchen supply/health food store on Edmonton’s southside so he could buy 50 pounds of organic oats, the same of organic wheat, and 20 pounds of flax. My parents, now retired, like to mill their own flour… in their condo. Yes, folks, retirement certainly looks like a weird time.
So […]

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