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fishing no more

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Toronto, 2016.08.21

My fishing partner has left me high and dry, now being eight-and-a-half. It looks like The Boy will now have Japanese class on Saturday morning, piano lessons on Saturday afternoon, and tennis lessons mid-day Sunday. Ah well, it was fun while it lasted.

Pity The Girl isn't interested in heading out, herself!

rand()m quote

In the wake of 9/11, we [in America] have made the decision as a society that we can never again create something in which we can take pride, for fear that someone will destroy it. Moreover, we must suppress any trace of individualism, lest someone have the desire to rise above the bland sameness that protects us. I have, alas, no idea how to recapture our courage.

—Anonymous post to boingboing.net, 2009