I have absolutely nothing to talk about. I am totally uninspired. It is 5 o'clock on Friday and I started drinking 3 hours ago. Not that that has anything to do with my lack of blog output -- in fact it may help given enough time and beer -- but I just thought it might help indicate my frame of mind at the moment.
So, with nothing to contribute to the pressing issues of the day like, what Winnipeg's new slogan should be ( and which of the varous polls you should bother voting in, if any) ... actually I have my own write in suggestion that I mentioned on the NewWinnipeg web forum: "Here be giant banners" ... But don't bother with that. Vote in MrChristian's poll instead. Anyhow, where was I? Oh ya right, birds ... I'll give you an update on the bird that nested in my front yard, since I KNOW that you're dying to find out how the family is doing.
Ok. The little blue eggs
successfully hatched into little wee baby chipping sparrows
(Trust me, they're in that picture somewhere)
And then one day shortly thereafter the nest was empty. No sign of a struggle. No baby birds on the ground or blood of anything. Just gone. Mama bird was flying around with a worm desperately trying to find her babies so she could feed them. So sad. I suspect a crow nabbed them out of the nest. Damn crow.
Sorry for the downer. I'll change the subject:
If you happen to be in the area of the art gallery in the afternoon between Tuesday and Friday until the end of the month, pop into the WAG Studio and check out the student art show. There's some crappy stuff, some weird stuff, and some really good stuff too. And some of my stuff. Specifically this. (Looks better in person, I think) I should have submitted this too, but oh well...
I'll be back next week with hard-hitting commentary on the newest Winnipeg Megaproject, whatever that happens to be. Ciao.
Friday 11 July 2008
Friday Afternoon Update
Labels: little birdie
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2 comments:
My wife says the first pic is an eggplant and I say that it the thing that they did not find during my first colonoscopy. (The joys of turning fifty.) We both agreed we liked it.
I am starting to think that birds, cats and paintings are infinitely more important than anything that Sam Katz has to say in public. The funny thing is, I think Mayor Sam would agree.:)
Time to get my drink on as well.
Dave
I'd drink too if I needed a colonoscopy.
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