Some observations around town this morning:
1. How exactly does donating this bench fit within CAW/Unifor’s mandate to represent its members?
1a. Seeing that plaque reminded me of when a former colleague told me about a call he got from MGEU (Manitoba Government Employers Union) asking what he thought of their most recent ad campaign. His response was, “Why are you advertising?” I couldn’t have said it any better.
1b. No, the full description of what MGEU stood for wasn’t a typo. At least in my opinion.
2. Long overdue, but the fencing has finally been removed around the walkway at Port Dalhousie. Now about those piers …
3. Forget the daily coffee, just think how many breakfasts $10.5 million would buy. Like the $10.5 million our adolescent prime minister gave to a terrorist. Not that I’m bitter or anything.
4. Spotted behind the performing arts center was this Métis encampment as part of the Celebration of Nations taking place this weekend. As they say in Texas, El Paso.
5. Aside from the fresh coat of asphalt, I can’t say that the newly opened section of St. Paul Street looks a whole lot different than the pre-construction version. But maybe it’s just me.
6. I’ll fix his little red wagon …
7. Spotted in the farmer’s market were these “specials” I would have had to have been paid good money to take off their hands:
- Pork in green spicy sauce for $9
- Two pounds of shepherd’s pie or meat lasagna for $16
- A sheepskin seat belt cover for $35
8. Even a sign for something as trivial as fixing up a staircase has to have our mayor’s re-election campaign slogan on it:
8a. Why does no one on council have the stones to stand in his way?
8b. Things have gotten so bad that I couldn’t even open up the brochure from Brock delivered with the sub-Standard this week without getting more of Mayor Sendzik’s compassionate city ramblings rammed down my throat. The growth, opportunities and jobs mantra he campaigned on sure disappeared from his agenda pretty quickly.
9. But who would buy the street?
10. I have to say, I really admire the ability of the cyclist I spotted on Vine Street to juggle a tray with four Tim Hortons coffees while racing down the sidewalk at breakneck speed. It does take quite a skill, one that even I, as someone with tens of thousands of miles on two wheels under his belt, haven’t been able to master. Not that I’ve tried such things all that often. Or care to.