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| | Apology Day, June 11, 2008 |  |  | Saturday, June 14, 2008 (11:16 AM) (I'm feeling Elated and Honoured) |  | I tried posting this the other evening and lost the whole post when my computer froze... so it is a few days late.
On Wednesday, Prime Minister Harper made a formal apology on behalf of the Canadian government, Parliament, and the Canadian people for the forced removal of Aboriginal children to Indian Residential Schools, and the attemps at forced assimilation through the schools.
Present on the floor of the House were representatives of the Indian, Metis, and Inuit peoples of Canada, as well as survivors of the Residential Schools. Amongst the survivors were Marguerite Wabano, (seen here in a video on her 103 birthday!) at 104 the oldest survivor, and Crystal Merasty, at 17, the youngest survivor.
Phil Fontaine, Grand Chief of the Assemblty of First Nations, himself a survivor of both the schools and sexual abuse at the school he attended, received the apology on behlaf of the Indians of Canada.
Phil Fontaine
It makes me feel honoured and elated to have been part of the process of working towards compensating survivors of the schools, enabling them to have their cases heard, and to find, at least in some small measure, healing.
It will be interesting to see how the Truth and Reconciliation Commission unfolds.
Mollie, Metis child - died of Cholera at the Carcross Indian School in 1907
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| | R.I.P., little guy.... |  |  | Friday, May 30, 2008 (10:56 AM) (I'm feeling sad) |  | I just called the Wild Bird Centre and the little Starling didn't make it.
Nature doesn't guarantee a long and full life for most critters but when Man interferes with the normal process in life, it riles me. I can't be too upset at the man who had obvious mental problems who was swinging the little bird about before I "rescued" it. In his mental state, perhaps he DID think he was trying to help the bird.
Still, I did my best to try and help, though it was too little and too late. |  |  | 42 Views | 2 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment |  |
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| | Birdie rescue... |  |  | | Wednesday, May 28, 2008 (10:23 PM) |  | I was in my office which is right down town in the busiest area of the city.
It is right around the corner from two homeless shelters and above a Second Cup coffeee shop. It is my eye on the world of the deranged and drunk.
I usually take only passing notice of what happens outside my window. Today, someone was yelling "Help! Help!" repeatedly so I looked out to see a tall, obviously demented man flailing his arms... and holding a bird.
He suddenly threw the bird down onto the gravel of a large planter beside the bus shelter and lurched away. Then he came back and pushed the bird around and walked away.
I immediately ran down found that is was a baby Starling, a fledgling.
They had been just doing work on a tree above the planter but the tree hasn't had a nest in it. It was more likely to have fallen from a niche in the wall of a building or an awning or something. I looked to see if I could see either a nest or a mother but even if I had, I wouldn't have veen able to (as you are supposed to do) either put the bird back in the nest (the old wives tale the parents can "smell you on the baby and will abandon it" is wrong!) or leave the bird and watch to see if the mother comes around before taking it in.
I brought it upstairs immediately because I knew it wouldn't last long where it was. It was just a fledgling and probably couldn't fly, at least fly well enough to get out of danger. And there are crazies all around there.... When I brought it up, one of the girls in the reception told me that she had seen a man with a bird yesterday at McDonalds, almost two blocks away. If it was the same man and the same bird, I was sure I did the right thing.
I called Mom to come and pick me up and we drove it out to the Ottawa Wild Bird Centre. I will check in a few days to see if it is okay. It was very weak. I don't have high hopes but it has a better chance there than it would have stood at Rideau and Dalhousie in a cement planter with drunks and crazies.
The Wild Bird Centre has an amazing record of wild rescues, including... true story... a wayward Flamingo, named Elisha who migrated north for the winter (sensible if she had been living in Chile where she was originally from, not New England where she was living).
Mine had more feathers... but you get the idea. |  |  | 36 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Just paid off the car.... |  |  | Monday, May 19, 2008 (12:37 AM) (I'm feeling dreading calling the insurance company) |  | ... and on the way home in the rain, slid into the back of a car at a light....
Several thousand dollars damage to my car. His car, almost not damage (luckily) and I can likely pay for that out of pocket.. And (again, luckily) no damage to the running parts of the car, at least Idon't think so. I was able to drive it the few blocks I needed to get home.
The insurance company will be less than pleased. |  |  | 36 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Easter Egg |  |  | | Thursday, March 27, 2008 (4:50 PM) |  | This is an Easter egg I decorated a few years ago for a friend's daughter. I scratched the design into the surface of the egg using an Exacto knife.
(Note: The brown is true to the colour of the egg but the green
of the drawing and the background was actually white.)
My favorite method of colouring the eggs is to get brown or red onion skins from the grocery store. They are all too willing to get rid of them but they tend to treat you like you have just escaped from somewhere when they find you rooting through the boxes of oinion and stuffing bags full of the loose skins. These days they remove them from the boxes every day, so invariably I have to ask them if they have any. They may produce three skins and I have to explain... "No! I need as many as I can get.... All you have of them!" ("Surrrre, Lady! You colour your eggs with them....").
I take the skins and wrap them around the eggs (You can soak the skins in water to soften them before you do this step). In the days before pantihose, we used thread to wrap around them to hold the skins on. Now, I wrap them in the skins and drop them into a length of pantihose, making a knot in between each egg, or place them in one of those net bags that come with the oinions. Using thread as well as placing them in the pantihose usually makes interesting lines on them.
For brown and yellow eggs, use brown onion skins, for red use ...errr... Red onions. You can combine the two but I would boil them in a separate pot.
I drop them in a pot of sold water, bring it to a boil and boil them for 7 minutes and then let them soak until the water is cool enough to retreive them.
When you unwrap them, you will find the most amazing stained glass patterns on your egg.
My egg below was simply boiled using Variation 1, below.
To enhance the colour and pattern, wipe with a cloth and a drop of cooking oil.
Variations:
- You can simply place the loose skins and eggs into a pot of cold water and boil them which gives the egg a more or less flat brown colour (or red, if you use the red skins). Nice, but the results using the other method is what I like. With the solid colour, you can do as I did below and scratch into the surface to make a picture.
- You can also place flowers, bits of cedar greens, leaves or shaped stickers on the egg before wrapping the egg. This leaves either a stencil effect or a colored impression of the object you used. Just make sure you use leaves and flowers that are edible! (see image immediately below)
My egg....
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| | Washing the Dishwasher? |  |  | Wednesday, March 26, 2008 (9:48 AM) (I'm feeling Festive) |  | The other day, we noticed that the dishwasher didn't seem to be actually washing the dishes. The food particles might have been a little cleaner, but they were still stuck on the dishes.
(artist's note: bears no resemblance in whole or in part to
my actual kitchen. This one is clean, for a start....)
Since we can't afford to have anyone in to repair it unless we really HAVE to, I decided to see what, if anything, I could do in order to prevent a repairman's visit.
Firstly, I looked at the lower spray arm to see if the supply tube was able to extend up to spray the middle of the machine. It was.
Then I noticed that the holes in the spray arm, itself were clogged with debris. With a pair of needle-nose pliers, I removed what I could from the holes themselves. It appears that there is more stuff stuck in there. I may have to replace the part itself.
Then I took a look in the back of the inside of the machine and saw that there was a lot of crud in behind filter housing and around the sump cover.
Since these were attached with bolts that I needed a ratchet set to remove, I borrowed one from my brother-in-law. Once I removed the filter housing, I removed a handful of what looked like handmade paper.... bits of paper, seeds, cat fur, and macerated bones. Ick....
However, as icky as that was, I had an ickier surprise waiting under the sump cover! The sump cover is held on with two long bolts. Once I got it off and flipped it over I was horrified by what it looked like. The entire underside (I really wish I had thought to take a few photos...) was coated with what looked like earwax... About a cup and a half of sticky, slimy, gummy, waxy crud --- and mold!
It took me about 20 minutes to clean the cover which has a grille around the sides and several baffles on the underside. I ended up resorting to using an old toothbrush and Ajax cleaner.
Before putting it back on, I used a big sponge to soak up the water that was in the bottom of the sump reservoir and then felt around to see if there was anything sitting in the bottom of it.
I extracted about 20 pumpkin seeds, a piece of vine (?), more of the papery residue, a bunch of labels - paper and plastic, what appears to be either a chopper blade (probably belonging to the dishwasher... I have to find out where from and if I can replace it) or a motor blade (again from the dishwasher --it resembles both items in the catalogue I posted the link to), and a bunch of the plastic backings from my mother's Nitroglycerin patches*
So, now all I have to do is try the dishwasher out and see if the cleaning helps. I think I am going to try and suction out the sump (gotta have some use for the turkey baster) first and then give it a go. If it doesn't... Time to get a :
Who Invented the Dishwasher?
The earliest dishwashing machines involved a dish rack on a spindle with a basin of water underneath. A hand crank rotated the dish rack, splashing it through the water [ref]. This was not an efficient or effective way of washing dishes.
Josephine Cochrane invented the modern dishwasher in 1886. Cochrane was a wealthy socialite whose servants kept chipping her fine china while hand washing it. She developed a rack and water jet system that debuted at the 1893 Chicago World Fair. The company she founded eventually became KitchenAid.
Josephine Cochrane's dishwasher
A safety tip: Never, ever... EVER... put a sharp knife pointed upwards in the dishwasher. If you should slip while loading or unloading the dishwasher, you could land on the knife. It has happened, with fatal results**.
* I wish they would make these shocking pink or orange or something. She is constantly leaving these on plates, dropping them on the floor, or on the counters. Since they are clear plastic she can't see them. I am constantly finding them sticking to my feet, getting stuck in the vacuum cleaner, finding them blocking the kitchen drain and, now, gumming up the works in the dishwasher....
Worse, I find the actual patches scrunched up on plates or stuck to the carpet. I am afraid one of the cats is going to eat one. It would kill them! One day, she dropped one in a bowl we use to drop burning matches in in the bathroom. I just about set fire to the house when it caught fire and I couldn't put it out.
** On 22 January 2003, a five-year-old Kentucky girl died of wounds received when she fell onto a knife exposed in an open dishwasher. The fatal accident befell Payton Michael McElroy during a visit at her grandparents' house in the company of her mother and brother. The two children were playing while the grandmother was unloading the dishwasher, and somehow during this play session the girl tripped and fell onto a knife housed on the open dishwasher's door. The blade punctured the child's heart and left lung. |  |  | 60 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Cats... |  |  | | Thursday, March 13, 2008 (9:31 AM) |  | Did you know that :
- reaching to pet your cat while standing at the top of the stairs
- clipping your cat's toenails
- trying to cuddle with your cat while lying on your bed or sitting in a chair
Equals "trying to murdilate" him....
Well, maybe not YOUR cat. Apparently, that is what I am trying to do to my cat when I do any of the above
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| | Connections... |  |  | | Thursday, March 6, 2008 (12:08 PM) |  |
Danny Matousek (bottom ctr) and The Velaires
Some time ago, I posted a video on both my channel here, and on my YouTube account, featuring some of my "driving around" footage and a version of " Roll Over Beethoven" done by my cousin, Danny Matousek and his band, The Velaires.
I was very pleased when several former bandmates, including some still performing as The Flairs (the band was The Flaris until they discovered another band was using that name, so the changed to The Velaires), left comments on the video and shared some of their memories of Danny.
Having grown up without my birth-father in my life, I had little knowledge of his family. Even after he reappeared in my life, apart from putting my half-brother and sister and I in contact with each other, he "refrained" from giving us any information which would allow us to contact his sisters in Iowa. I had always missed out on the experience of knowing my extended family.
After his death, I took it upon myself to look for his family. Unfortunately, both his sisters had died, one just 6 months before I tracked the family down.
However, it was the remaining family - many (MANY) cousins, my uncle's wife, and friends - who were able to give me the connectin to all those I never would know in person.
I had been looking forward to meeting my cousin Danny during my seecond visit to Iowa. Unfortunately, he passed away just after my first visit and I was unable to do so. His brother, though, has given me mementos and memories to fill him out for me. Now, through the reminiscences of his musician friends, I know more about him. It has been terrific.
One of the unintended but wonderful things that putting the video up has done is put some of these terrific musicians in touch with each other after many decades.
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