Once upon a time, on Christmas Eve, old Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet ...

Hello everyone! Lizzie and I are already up, good morning on today's Christmas #ShakespeareSunday! 🎄

Happy frosty New Year!

Times like these, I wish I kept my skates.

When one spots a coyote on a daily run, you should, A) stop and marvel at nature; B) find a pointy stick as it might make a nice hat, or C) set new 1km PB.

Reported today for “jury duty” only to find out it has been cancelled! I was pleased but some potential jurors were a bit ticked off when they showed up.

For those who can’t get enough Seinfeld.

Someone is getting serious about a cup run.

As temperatures plummet and extreme cold warnings are issued, I get an email from Honda about a spring sale and swapping out my winter tires. Spring must be around the corner.

I always thought Winnipeg was home of the slurpee, but apparently it’s Scotiabank.

Such a classic bit of comedy genius...

Snow tires off. Winter is officially over.

Small first period setback but I still got a good feeling this year.

My head exploded …

Music to jog by …

The most interesting, and possibly absurd, Succession theory is that Tom will come out on top as his surname is the same as a 1920’s baseball player whose claim to fame is the only unassisted triple play in World Series history. All the sibs are out!

A triple play, and a Shiv to the back.

Interesting that they are showing the “Hunt for Red October” on TV tonight. Great timing.

Whoops! theglobeandmail.com/politics/artic…

Nothing better than going to the Strathcona Farmers Market first thing on a Saturday morning and having the problem of having too much to choose from.