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March 14th, 2007:

On the road to T.O

I wanted to say a few words about a group of folks with whom I have the distinct pleasure of working for the past several years.

Overall, I have been fortunate to have as my day to day colleagues a diverse, intelligent and fun example of humanity. Due to a very strong suggestion falling from the corporate hierarchy, I cannot name the place where I work. I think the mandarins on high are afraid that certain bloggers, by associating themselves with the Corporation, may cast aspersions upon said Corporation.

I, of course, would never do such a thing. I like and respect the insitution for which I toil.

Anyhow, our little group at work knows who they are if they are reading this.

But there is another buncha folks who I work with only on a from-time-to-time basis on subject matters in which we share a personal and professional interest – environmental matters – specifically, garbage.

For those of you may have been wondering about the “Trashy” moniker – well there you have it. A certain colleague that we like to call El B was the first to give me the name and it has stuck for about 7 or 8 years.

To carry on about my garbage group (we have been talking about giving ourselves a “gang” name): never have I been associated with people such as these. From across the land, they are firmly committed to “saving the world” and we are all certain that if only we were put in charge of making the big decisions, humanity would no longer have to fret about garbage, global warming or air pollutants. All materials consumed by our society would be designed in such ways that the production, use and consumption of these goods would have a negligible effect on the planet.

But alas, we are not in charge.

I guess all I really wanted to say was “thanks” to and salute my work colleagues and to all those others from across Canada that I have had the pleasure of working with for the past 10 years. I don’t think any of us are truly appreciated for what we do and the energy and commitment that we put forth.

I’d canoe through a salad of alligators with any of you on any day.

NO – I’m not going anywhere anytime soon – just feeling reflective today… must be the imminent arrival of the mini-Trashy…. or maybe I need more coffee.


Via Rail

I wanted to write a few words about my o-so-interesting trip to Toronto on Monday morning.

It began with the best intentions at 6 am as we pulled out of the Ottawa RR station…. would be in T.O. by mid-morning and arrive in time at the workshop I was attending to catch most of the morning speakers.

Then, at Brockville we were informed by the crew that there had been a derailment in the Kingston area and we would all be bussed to Union Station.

Yes – bussed!

Anyhoo – aside from remembering why I hate busses and never use them, we did arrive downtown after 1 pm and I did miss all of the am sessions AND (more importantly) lunch, but aside from that we were safe and sound.

But what I wanted to point out was the service of the crew of Train 41. No not in a negative sense, but in a positive way. They, in a fairly pressurised situation, handled themselves professionally and calmly. They kept passengers informed and were at all times very courteous.

One crew member in particular – named Catherine – was exemplary in her management of the problem.

VIA couldn’t at all be faulted for the delay and they have hired some good staff members…. kinda blows their image outta the water, eh?


Dead eyes

Check it out…. ol‘ dead eyes is still referring to the Conservative Reform party’s kick at the minority can as “Canada’s New Government“.

I like the True North Strong and Free subheading on the site – nice touch. But at what point in time will they lose the “new”?

If they (gulp!) win a majority after they force an election?

What happens if the Liberals get back in (hahahahahaha!) after this year’s election?

Will they follow the same path and call themselves Canada’s New Old Government?

This is confusing.

One thing is for sure though – “dead eyes” – a moniker given to him by the daughter of some old friends – sure works for me!

Check it out.