Awakening adagio…

Ground control to Major Tom…

Yesterday I discovered a new reading room at the Fraserview Golf  course on Vivian Drive,

and an altered concept of time…

If you’ve been reading along with me we all know by now that golf has its own purpose,

and its own set of rules…

After reading a few pages about Nadia Myre and her disruption of the Indian Act,

and eating a bowl of cream of mushroom and zucchini soup,

I went outside to take some photos of the day…

When I returned to my table three seniors asked me,

Are you trying to clear things up for us out there???

I said,

Are you asking me to do a sundance???

They said,

Yes,

something like that…

We want to get onto the green in time for sunset…

On Monday, November 9, 2009 sunset was at 1:30,

Pacific Daylight Time…

I told them that it was a little short notice since the request was coming in at 12:45,

but I would see what I could do,

for next week…

We lau alelo…

Early this morning I had a dream that I was floating in a cloud of chiffon,

while being bench pressed by someone who looked like Claude Lemieux…

But maybe that was a fantasy…

And then a friend called to say,

Philosophydoll!!!

Claude is going to be on the Q on CBC Radio One in a few minutes…

Didn’t you watch Battle of Blades???!!!

When you see it you’re going to die…

So just now,

on my old couch with the springs popping out of it,

Little Gem and I watched both the Sunday and Monday night episodes,

commercial free…

What a show!!!

I wasn’t watching it Sunday night because I was holding a two day old baby,

and that isn’t a gift one gets everyday…

And I’m discovering that there are more and more things worth waiting for…

Like I wonder who had the foresight to bring Katarina Witt on as a judge…

Holy smokes…

I liked how she dismissed Sandra Bezic’s critiques with a soft middle finger,

and flossed her peaches with a gold link chain while she propositioned Claude for a foursome,

or was that the night before,

It’s all become such a blur now…

And Katarina made it quite clear that she wasn’t talking about golf…

Oh, oh…

I’m up here melting into my chair,

and it isn’t my heart that’s melting…

Little Gem said,

I don’t really know what she’s talking about,

but it sounds like TOO much information…

I don’t remember Sunday night television ever being like this when I was a kid…

CBC is starting to sound somewhat like the Playboy channel,

and it’s about time Canada saw some creative seduction on its national network…

I was on Coogee Beach in Sydney, Australia in a bikini,

the day the wall started to come down around West Berlin,

and nine months after that I walked the sand in No Man’s Land,

drinking Pepsi under a watch tower…

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again,

Battle of the Blades IS quintessentially Canadian…

Shae-Lynn and Claude are ice-dancing out a new anthem for this country,

and the temperature is rising…

But in John Ralston Saul’s book,

A Fair Country: Telling Truths About Canada,

the opening line reads:

Canada is a Métis nation…

Everything is always about completion,

and despite the success of this morphing of sport making new history,

some major events are still hanging in the air,

and they are crying for resolution…