Category: Revelation

The Greatest Canadian

The CBC is having a series on “The Greatest Canadian”. I haven’t been following it, mostly because we don’t get CBC TV here in Rochester NY. (Yeah, we get two channels in Russian and one in Vietnamese, but the closest neighbour country, and one that speaks the same language as us? No way!)

Anyway, my pick for the Greatest Canadian would be Pierre Trudeau – Joe, the “I AM CANADIAN” guy in the beer commericals isn’t in the running. My dad probably wouldn’t agree with that, because I don’t think he ever forgave Trudeau for that time he did a pirohuette behind the Queen’s back. I know my western friends like Les never forgave him for the National Energy Plan and the time he gave the finger to protesters in Salmon Arm, B.C. In the last couple of years he was in power, I hated his arrogance – but that was before Mulroney and Cretien showed us just how arrogant a Canadian Prime Minister could get.
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Software patents are evil, and I have one!

United States Patent: 6,812,994

6 named inventors. My boss, his boss, the head of the whole department, the guy from Corporate Design and Usability who we had to fight with over the gui design, the other coder who did the main shell of the gui, and me, the guy who did all the fun stuff – database design and implementation, custom widgets, support programs, etc.

I feel both proud and unclean.

Weird dream last night

I started to write this earlier but I went to a Quicktime VR site that illustrated one of the locations and it hung up my browser.

I don’t often remember my dreams, and this one I only remember the last part. In the part I remember, I was walking down Wellington Street in Ottawa and ticking off the locations (I think I was making mental notes to give somebody directions) – first the National Archives, then the Supreme Court building, and the Confederation building, but then I got a shock.
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Mixture rich, boost pump on, beacon on, fuel….paid for?

Today on the way into work I was thinking about my next flying club bill, specificially the fuel credits part. And I realized that I never saw a fuel slip at the FBO on Sunday. And then I realized that I’d given them a credit card for the car rental on Saturday, but never given them a credit card on Sunday. Oh, I thought, what are the odds that Vicki paid for the fuel while she was inside waiting for me to pre-flight. Probably not good, since I never mentioned it to her and so she probably assumed I took care of it.

Luckily, the “Weather on your cell phone” service I signed up for has FBO phone numbers on it, so I was able to look up the phone number, call them, apologize profusely and give them my credit card number all on the walk across the parking lot to work.