Time ticking away in front of the Bow-mart Diner until the meander up to the Bowen Building Centre, interesting time in the cycle that fiat money takes and have heard lots of water cooler talk, just the teeny bit of spin knowledge mostly, excepting the one man mining copper in Mongolia agreeing with me that changing the law in 1999 to allow the commercial banks the same laissez-faire as investment banks was, after the hindsight of the sub-prime greed, a much too large allowance for self control for those pursuing more money in the first place.
Archive for September, 2008
Ho Hum, The Market Is Sick
Tuesday, September 16th, 2008Just Because
Sunday, September 14th, 2008Just because everyone else is doing it, that doesn’t make it right.
Who Who
Saturday, September 13th, 2008Three nights ago an owl was hooting in the woods across from the Snug Cafe in the evening and again in the morning. The next morning it was heard about 100 meters up the road, still a solitary owl and then the who-who came from near where I was sleeping in Crippen Park. Last night it was heard again, this time though a matching call was made a few hundred meters away and there must have been a match, all is silent this morning.
Except for at the Snug itself, the woman named “Ai” is hard at work getting the coffee ready for people having an early morning start on the day waiting for the next ferry to show up. Only the kitchen lights are on and the OPEN sign is off, but as usual a good number of people walk up and try the door to no avail. I’ve already cleaned up (in the ferry washroom this am), and with all the dry weather and little dew can sit on the picnic tables in front. listening to her play hard rock and roll music and filling the food prep containers.