And let slip the blogs of yore. Or something like that.
For those of you visiting my little corner of cyberspace in Calgary for the first time, welcome, and get back to work. Prepare to be underwhelmed by rants, raves, and rubbish about living in the Beltline and seeing the centre of Calgary sprouting condominium towers like so many toadstools; about the upcoming silly season; about the Bart Simpsons of professional football, the snakebitten effort to restore professional baseball to Calgary, and suchlike other diversions; and about whatever febrile attempts to channel the spirit of Bob Edwards may strike me.
If you're really lucky, you'll see the odd photograph. (If you're really unlucky, you'll see the odd scrap of poetry.)
Just try and remember that this place is a complete waste of time. Forewarned is forearmed. Now get back to work.
