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Weekly blog: Feb. 24, 2010 - jaymanntoday
Hibernation Is Over;
Deer Stand behind Shooting
With things still wintry and snowified, I’ve been doing overtime hanging out for crowd-curing sit-downs with the Standard and the boys down at the old stockpile in West Cove. Along with hearing the ups, downs and in-betweens of the customers stopping by to talk collectibles and vitriol stones, I’ve also been winning in tropical tales of fishing, hunting and outdoorsing being done by those with ways and means to something goodbye this neighbourhood for peculiar locales where the only icy conditions are found in frozen untrained-fruit margaritas.
Moral this over and done with weekend, I was sitting there captivating a rumour being told by a boyfriend talking about a fellow of his who had gone bonefishing in Sail Rica. That’s when it hit me well-founded how bad this winter has gotten, bungalow fever-get wise to. Here I was sitting there longingly living vicariously through a guy who was, himself, living vicariously through someone else. Vicariousness once removed. Ouch. That’s a new low in vicariousness.
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