Victoria Day, Burnaby

May 18, 2026

Victoria Day. I’m reading Dando - a series on the 60th rifle soldier, first in the Sepoy Mutiny cerca 1857 Meerkut and Delhi India and now I’m on the gunboat diplomacy attack at Tien-Tsin south of Beijing with the English French,  Americans and Russia.I’ve read a lot of the British Empire’ wars probably because I like horse and bolt action rifles. War does seem terrible so it’s a fascination with horror and adventure.  I like Westerns too.  I’d begun a book of Cortes invasion of Mexico and Evelyn Underhill on the Mystics.  

I’ve been kind of depressed in a peculiar way. I’ve all I desire right now but am this week having the Jeep received the blue ox hitch with H&E Hitch in Langley. With that done my motorhome and I will be complete and ready to go. I’m selling my motorcycles though might keep one.  The thing is I have no ‘plan’ or ‘purpose’, no trip, no adventure, no cherry on the cake of work, just more of the same. I spent a lot of money getting to this point and don’t want to be spending more this year.  I’ll go south in the fall.  But I’ll be streamlined. No more vehicles in storage or dispersed. No more increased costs.  I’m moving towards where I might be retired or reduced work and have less coming in and want to be losing less. I have all I want.  I imagine fishing. I don’t even know if I’ll be hunting.  I feel estrogen increasing with aging and no desire to fight or compete or achieve. Maybe I’m resting on my laurels. I’d like to write books and sit in libraries. I want to swim in the lakes and ocean,. 

I like walking the dog.

I’m very grateful but I haven’t that ‘edge’.  My chronic back pain bears me down, I imagine camping this summer by a hotsprings, maybe Nakusp, Halcyon or Ainsworth. I’ m phoning about the July long weekend in Harrison if I can get a drive through spot. 

 Laura is walking Madigan.  It’s been a delight having her here for the long weekend,  Cozy.  We walked Madigan twice around the park.  Sunny days.  I barbecued steak and then pork chops. We had the salads from Choices Delli.,  Eating reading and watching tv,  A spin off Dutton Ranch was really good. Now we’re waiting for next installment of that a the Marshalls. We went to church yesterday but there was no priest so no Eucharist. Madigan was naughty most of the services wanting attention from Laura or me.  I was in a down mood but felt much better after breakfast of turkey sausage and eggs at the Quay. We then walked the length enjoying the sea and the flowers, Rhodededrums and roses with pansies.  Lots of colours and lots of others enjoying the walk in the May sun,

Now we have another holiday so more reading and tv. 

I have to check to see if I can carry the Harley on the back of the jeep though I think I may just pay the $70 uber ride to come back from Langley after I drop off the Jeep for the week.  Friday I drive Thor out to pick up the Jeep and come back here. 

There’s a steady inflow of holidaying campers now that that season has begun. I see them with their families coming and going with different rigs.  Peter and Larry are off to Cochrane Alberta for the summer 

I enjoyed being paid yesterday so I had the money for the hitch and installation. I’d also put some more money in tax free savings. The plan is to do more of that this year as well as sell motorcycles to pay off the Jeep debt. I have the money in the bank to pay the debt and am still working.  

I’ve been unsettled and realize that I am this way in May and June every years given it’s when I stopped drinking and divorced,  It was a rough time and I’ve come back but this is the anniversary of leaving my practice and the depth of betrayal again.  Ironically she wouldn’t give up drugs or go into treatment but lied and I couldn’t manage a practice and her erratic behaviour..  She stole too and her lawyer was a sociopath and it was so evil and at least I thought I need ‘all my wits’ about me.  She really had tried to kill me intentionally or in exacerbation because she just wanted to party and again just lied.  I always think back to her lying about moving ny shot gun from the back cupboard by the door and chasing away the bear with the broom to stop the Shinto from being mauled.  Going off of the bow wave of the freighter under the Golden Gate Bridge in the fog because she’d adjusted the radar at night.  Dozens of near death experiences . Driving the car full speed into the wall with me in the passenger seat on my side.  Building the clinic she never used.  Buying booze for a hundred people and she never invited 75 people who were supposed to come but instead had the people she had her grow op with . I think the worst was when she blew the transmission on my truck and continued to drive on it till it was wholly destroyed..  All night she’d be up screaming and I’d be at another motel trying to check in with a dog.  I do not like to look back at the person I became with her lies and my response to her lies and promises and broken promises.  

That was all my perceptioon but I was coming back from Mexico to take a job away from her dealers out east, away from the insanity. A new start.,  I had the job but she didn’t and she didn’t want to leave.   Her friend who called her ‘Hoover’ said she’d never leave there.  I’d never wanted to be there.  I’d liked the country but she couldn’t work and never was there. I liked raising chickens and turkeys . We were good at it. There were mostly good times but always this war, undermining everything till one day she said “I never wanted this to work I was just doing it till you got it out of your system and we could return to the city where you belonged” 

I’m supposed to forgive. I’ve prayed endlessly for forgiveness.  I said all I wanted was for her to go to AA and stop doing drugs and alcohol .  But the College psychiatrist said ‘women don’t go to AA’.  She was the greatest chauvinist and said to that women only had addictions because their partner did. It was like the other College doctor who said ‘women don’t like amount sex’.  The lies in authority were everywhere and I was naive and it’s was my ‘fault’ because I drank wine and smoked dope and cigarettes. I was glad when I asked my spiritual friend about AA and he said it was a good thing, ‘They talk of God.”.  

I had felt so removed from God and knew this was not what I wanted or intended to be when I prayed beside my bed on my knee with my mother. I was no example to her and she was trying to escape with me if only I’d been a better person. My own chauvinism.  She really was good as I when we weren’t drinking like Bonny and Clyde. Whatever faults she had I had as many and was just wanting a family. I wanted to be a father and took us to the country where all the women had children and the community was rich in fertility but she’d not wanted to leave the city and the gap between what she said ad what she meant was greater than a politicians.  I was crazy and didn’t listen looking for what I wanted to hear.

She said she wanted children.  But in a theoretical sense. We both were a tragedy and yet had so many good days.  She was beautiful hiking and sailing.,  A wonder at the helm and such fun skiing with. We had such good times but the death changed everything and the grief never gave up and the anger just got worse but the lies were impossible.  And those were the times.  I was so wrong looking back.  

I clung to God at this time, I was afraid I’d gone outside his love but how arrogant can one be.  The betrayals and the lies and the institutions and in the midst of all that trying to make sense of when it had gone wrong. The rape a decade before, the wet reserves, the residency, another family death, the stress, the incredible demands and expectations and the drinking increased and I didn’t see it.  California wine.  She had the black dealer and I liked that we could have pot.  Years before it was legal we could get pot more regularly not every few mobnths as before. No longer the binge.  Drinking wine regulars and smoking pot.  She said she like that and we were bonny and clued. She liked coke,  I didn’t though.  I assumed so much back then,  I assumed what she said was what she meant and I assumed she told the truth but we were running on vapor back then,  She’d never leave the bed.  Her mother called her all manner of names. Then she was dead.  

I heading home when I stopped at his place and we prayed.  I went to church and cried and prayed and remembered the dreams and the person I’d been. I was going to be a missionary doctor and yet another marriage was a failure and I didn’t understand feminists and their aetheism and their hatred. I was one of the good guys, a nice guy, but they just saw that as weak.  I failed. 

Ironically when I stopped drinking and smoking and went to AA it was all steadily better. I was among good people and clouds cleared. The stealing stopped and I was left with a bicycle and a dog.  I built back again.  It was in this season May and June. I first went to AA and stopped alcohol and smoke.  I began hiking with the dog every day and cycling every day and going to church and going to AA.  

Now decades later I know I failed her . I prayed she did well and stopped drugs and alcohol too.  She did well.  I lost track of her after the divorce went through and my lawyer had my sailboat returned to me and that’s all I wanted not the millions and millions I was told was my right. Just the boat because I needed it to sail across an ocean.  I’d given up the homestead for the boat and it was the boat for sailing across an ocean.  I liked to finished what I set out to do.  We’d dreamed together I thought.  I loved the sailing doctor couple I met in Marin.  Now it’s May and June is coming,

I was so judge mental back then so self centered and i had unkind words. I’ve learned with age and prayer that I was ‘unkind’ in the words I used.  I haven’t aimed to hurt with my words in decades but I really did like Dr. Housse and didn’t understand why others didn’t. It only mattered to me to be ‘right’ and now to be ‘kind’.  Today I thrive for truth and kindness.  She was a beautiful soul and drugs are so harmful for the soul.  They put up a wall.  I’m thankful to day to be sober.  I’ve been sober longer in my adult life than that relatively brief period of decline, Alchol is fun and fun adn trouble and then trouble. I regret that I didn’t stop drinking a decade before but then I would never have met her because I was only attracted to women and friends back then who drank and drug. Today I don’t know any that drink and drug.  I avoid people who are impaired but then I liked only those like me.  Birds of a feather flock together.  I remember hearing that ‘you’ve been running with the turkeys and not the cheetahs’ and it really did make sense.  Now I’m grateful there were mentors like him who showed me the way up. You don’t have to take the elevator to the subbasdsement ,. You can get off at any floor and take the up elevator. I think I’ve done that. I’m praying and meditating and seeking guidance and struggling to go forward.  I loved the book ‘drop the rock’ and continue to hope that my character defects innprove

Thank you Jesus.  The other is ‘God’.  Love your enemy.   God comes to you anonymously.  Let go of resentments.  Expectations are preformed resentments.  Let go of fear.  God is good all of the time.  Be grateful. Count your blessessings.  Love.  Thank you Jesus. 

Friday Morning, Rainy Day, Gratitude

Hard start this morning.  Tired I went to bed at 930 pm last night.  Woek at 6 am.  Friday is a day off or at least a day work catch up on work so I can enjoy the weekend. Also this is a 4 day weekend so it’s a holiday Monday.  

Laura is coming over.  I’m looking forward to that.  So I got up , prayed and meditated, did stretches and walked Madigan. It had rained and the streets were wet.  He didn’t poop.  We returned. I thought a nap was indicated.  I’d not had coffee yet.  I’m trying to nap and he’s bringing me little toys to throw.

“I let you nap all through the day but when I go to nap you think it’s play time.  Eventually he let up and had a five minute nap.  I hadn’t any plans for today except to welcome Laura.  When she arrives the whole issue of ‘what to do today’ is halved’.  I have more adult human mind power to bring to the equation. I’d thought we’d go for a walk to the Brunette Lake and take pictures of the birds but with the rain that’s out,  I thought maybe go to the symphony at night but she’s pretty laid back. I just like her naked or in lingerie so the weekends’ great if we have skin to skin contact.  

After the nap though I had an epiphany. I could roast more Ethiopian coffee. That’s what I’m doing now.  I finished off the bag of Sedona green beans and found I had a whole bin of Yirgacheffe under the seat. Now I’m roasted a week or two supply.

While doing that I took the eye vitamins, the Tumeric antiinflammatories, the baby aspirin, and had that with orange juice .I found the bag of psyllium husk powder under the bench so I put some of that in the organge juice.  It’s supposed to improve digestion and bowel movements. I have yogurt or probiotics every day.  My health is pretty good.  I’m just overweight and my back is painful. It’s been improving.  It’s all psychosomatic and if I lost 25 lbs or more my back would be so happy. It’s like I’m carrying a baby and all the pregnant women complain about back strain in their last month. When I look sideways in the mirror after a meal I wonder when I’m due.

Now I’m having coffee. I had one of the soft boiled eggs I made earlier this week.  Laura must have sense I’ve a full fridge.  I’d had a trip to Costco this week so have a lot of cold cuts.  I’d picked up soups at Choices and this week knowing she was coming got some of the deli salads/. I’ve still got chicken and pork from the butcher but yesterday stopped by there after I dropped off my laundry to get some big steaks.  Food is so expensive that this is a real treat. Thankfully Laura likes my barbecue so it’s a change from my primary fan. Madigan,

I booked a Chiropracter apt with Dr. Ready for Saturday morning after my doctor meeting. 

Next week I’ll hinally have the Blue Ox hitch put on my Wrangler so I can tow it behind my Thor Motorhome I continue to struggle with the idea of what to do with the Harley Nightster Special and a the Vespa.  Right now I’d like to sell the Harley .

I’ve been fearful with my back pain and decreased mobility.  People are waiting a year for orthopedic surgery. I imagine crashing a motorcycle adn having a year weight for repair then another year for rehab.  It doesn’t seem worth it to ride motorcycles now ‘at my age’.  The consensus is I’m old enough to park the 2 wheels.  I could have a two wheel folding electric bike to make runs to the market but frankly the jeep is sufficient.  I like the idea of being able to attach the jeep to the Thor Motorhome and go.  I’m glad that I’m reducing storange and license costs. I’m minimizing.  I just don’t plan any more long distances road trips with the Harley especially when I can take my whole home and tow the jeep.  I don’t even need the Vespa but it’s light enough to carry behind the Thor or on back of the jeep.  It’s more useful in the city and less dangerous.  

My first world problem, 

Trump and Elon Musk and a dozen CEOs have just been meeting with Xi Jinping in trade talks and peace talks. It’s pretty amazing.  I’m just so disappointed in Carney who’s been meeting with Soros and Obama.  Yesterday’s man and all the climate change corruption continues and mass migration globalism dribbles on despite failure.

I met with Kevin Oh from TD on line to discuss investments. I’m doing okay bespite loans for Motorhome and now Jeep. If I sell my Harley I’d put the money on the Jeep loan. I have put money into the Tax Free Savings Accounts for future.  I’m not planning retirement till 80 or 85.  Meanwhile the money comes in and I continue to be of service.  I sometimes wax poetic about the books I have to write and imagine fly fishing at the lake but I enjoy the clinic and am glad to help patients.  I still know more than the average joe so though I’ m past y shelf life I don’t smell yet.  I do like the idea of travelling with the motorhome.

This summer I’m hoping to go to the Okanagan or Nakusp for a few weeks.  

I’m very thankful for my life now. It’s really blessed. I pray and meditated and wonder about the memories of the ‘hard tines’.  All of the politics issues I see with Carney and Ottawa were what I encountered a decade or so ago when no one knew the taint was in. Now there’s a veritable back swell and I’m just glad I survived the psychopaths and sociopaths.  I hope it’s clear sailing but I’ve been through the storms and did the right thing. Mostly . I’m pleased with God and make amends as I go. I’m glad to be sober. I was at the mens meeting this week and glad to sit at the table with my friends thankful for the spiritual life.  I wouldn’t never have guessed this would be where I’d be.  It’s good.  

Laura just texted that her former boss died.  We’re at the age where folk go. Lights flicking out on the wall while new ones light up.  I ‘ve lived a good life of adventure and love.  I have regrets which I don’t dwell on. Mostly related to my not being kinder to my parents and the ‘leaving home’ age.  It’s so long ago and so much has passed.  Marriages and the years of sailing and hunting and skiing.,  Lots of world travel. I wonder about doing more  I don’t know really . Right now I’m facing the culmination of a dream, attaching the jeep to the motorhome and being free to roam.  

Thank you Jesus.  Thank you God. Thank you Holy Spirit

Journal - May Monday Morning

I feel Madigan’s pose captures the spirit of the morning.  It’s another lovely day though.  A cool scented breeze when I walked him first thing.  He had his poop and that’s always a good thing.  

I am thankful for the day.. I’m thankful for God.

I was reflecting how steam baths for men are associated with sex yet if women gathered at a steam bath wed not think likewise.  I think some of that is the stigma against men today.  We swam naked at the Y but didn’t associate with sex.  I suppose there’s always sex.  Men fishing and women alone together in the office.  I wonder if this was before HIV as well.  Now the WHO had raised the alarm about Monkey pox and today Huntavirus.  Deaths on a cruise ship.  I think the WHO is wholly untrustworthy and just a radical left political entity.  News though is just gossip so what do I know.

I must focus more on today.  I’ve had a shower and am clothed. I’ve a day of work planned .  I thought maybe a run to the mall at noon.  I have beef soup from a new Chinese restaurant . I suppose I can have that tonight. .I think of fasting because I really have to lose weight to aid my back. Yet I have a fully stocked refridgeratoer.  Choices and Costco last week.  

I am to know God and do Thy Will. 

Jesus Christ, I am a sinner, come onto my body and into my heart

Lord Jesus Christ Son of God have mercy on me a sinner

Thank Jesus for this day and all the blessings you bestow.  

St. Barnabas Anglican Church, Sixth Sunday of Easter

I really enjoyed church this morning. It was a near miss. I had finished my morning coffee after porridge and thought my couch looked inviting. It was already 0930 and I wasn’t dressed but I remember Father John saying to me, “your mother would rather you come late than miss supper.”.  Madigan is keen to go to church. It was a sunny day. I remember the beautiful women from the week before dressed in bright summer frocks looking like models, ,distracting but uplifting.  I had been inspired by the last few church visits. I’ve been in a lull waiting for the hitch to be completed on my Jeep and Thor Motorhome so I can plan summer vacation.

I liked the smell of spring in the air when I walked the dog first thing this morning.  The flowers in the courtyard were in bloom.  I love the old church, the stained glass windows gifts of Canadian warriors.  A great tradition of decades of service.  It’s sad that barbarians are burning such great works of tradition and art to the ground.  

Rev. Paul Woehrie was presiding again today. His sermon last week was uplifting and thought provoking. I enjoyed his sermon today speaking of love and joy and Jesus washing the feet of disciples. I felt glad I had come.  There’s community here. I’m fairly stand offish. I participate a little but there ware those who volunteer and are the backbone of the church. I admire them and their contributions. Margaret Johnston was a reader and I see her participating a lot.  John Russel was another reader and Linda Hale gave the prayers.  Neil Seedhousek, our deacon, was there. Martha the other deacon wasn’t but the two of them do a lions share of work for the church.  I enjoy them both.

It was good after Eucharist to sit thankful for the space and time.  Madison was a good dog and settled in for the whole of the service. 

Now I’m home having had lunch and coffee with Madigan glad to share my beef wrapped in pastry and the donut. I stopped at the bakery on the way home for brad but came away with more.  

I like church beginning a new day.  The talk of trinity , three persons of God, father, son and spirit, in one was stimulating. I ‘d been listening to the discussions of the trinity in the Creeds in my Timothy Ware history of the Othodox Church.  Christianity is rich and history and philosophy deeply moving and yet mysterious with deoctrine, ritual and mysticism.  I’m moved by the personal relationship with God and the profound impact this creativity has given to peace and love in history.  I like that all the greatest scientist I studied were theist and still remember studying Dostoevsky and Milton.  I began to read John again in the Bible and got distracted.  I will return.  Bible study is so fulfilling. In the sermon today Reven Woelris said that Jesus said “If you love me, obey my rules.’ That made me think I must check those rules again.  They aren’t so black and white as like the laws of science.  There’s wiggle room but the direction is pretty clear even if the route can be winding.  I’m not in a hurry today.  When I was young I really was.  Now I’m thankful to be alive despite aging and continuing to work and pay for my mobile home and vehicle. I like that I have purpose and meaning and am of service.  

Thank you Jesus,  Thank you God. Thank you Holy Spirit.

Brunette Lake Walk

I just finished the Brunette Lake Walk with Madigan.  It shows I’ve walked 8000 steps.  Last weekend I did this walk and then went to Costco and that day I made 11,000 steps.  My goal is 10,000 steps several times a week at last.  Work days I walk Madigan several times around the park and we make usually 4-5000 steps a day.  The health goal is 10,000 steps a day. I also have returned to swimming 10 lengths but my swimming goal would be better at 20.

I’m more than 30 lbs over weight and my back hurts. If I lost 30 lbs and increased my exercise I believe quite reasonably my back would feel better.  

Obesity is associated with metabolic disease and cancer as well as a negative attitude.  Obese people prefer sedentary activity and are irritable when faced with activity.  It fear based.  I gained weight after I injured myself climbing Arthurs Seat in Edinburgh.  I slip and landed on my tailbone.  I’d had a spinal fracture before.  I believe it was old and like from a plan or car crash but this fall really left me in pain. Like the time I flipped my quid trying to drag the elk out of the woods.  Then Covid came and I was isolated and quite inactive.  The sedentary life was quite a contrast to my decades sailing when I was lean and in shape.

Chronic pain makes it difficult to counter sloth.  Now I’m actually motivated to improve my habits.  I do like meals and my own cooking and barbecuing.  Madigan certainly supports eating but he’s so full of activity.  

I’ve an appointment for my Jeep to have the blue ox hitch installed.  I’m wanting to sell my Harley partly because I’m anxious about orthopedic injury given the months and years of surgical delays. It’s one thing to become injured and have to face a year of physio and recovery and another wth another year added for time on the waitlist. I’d rather ride in my Jeep. Equally important I like the idea of minimization with the motorhome towing the jeep and being self sustained.  I will keep the Vespa but am seriously considered an electric bike instead.  The money from the Harley sale will go to paying downf the Jeep loan/

It’s been a good week of work.  I sometimes am tired working and think negatively about another 10 years of doing this.  However i actually enjoy my work, being of service and it’s in no way onerous. I really need to get my head in the same room as my ass. I balk at the thought of routine. Yet I like my routines.

Terry asked me to speak at an online Washington group. I did and it was okay.  More being of service.  I enjoyed Burnaby men’s group and am often asked to share. I really enjoy George’s company and enjoy our regular table with Jack and Neil and Terry and sometimes Ward.  Marty is great and Tombo does a lot. I remember the names of people more which says something.

Politically I’m not pleased with all the Neo communist leading ‘shareholder capitalism’ gangstereism and corruption so common in the Liberal party.  There’s billions of unaccountable money in foreign affairs and Carney is in bed with his old corporation like Trudeau was in bed with SNC Lavalin. They’re both in bed with communist China and the WEF elites. I don’t like the Islam invasion and object to the horrible taxes I pay going to corruption and abuse, nothing that seems to serve me or western Canada, the middle class or pensioners.  I doing fine financially I guess but the loan for the car despite selling truck and mini cooper wears on me.  I’m still paying for the motorhome.  The Carney inflation has hurt my savings for pension while government workers have indexed pension. I remember my brother saying he couldn’t affford to live in Canada if he didn’t work for the government. I’m independent and self employed and find because of my age or people asking if I’m going to retired I think about the future and it’s uncertain.  

I’ve not heard from Laura. She has family and is involved with them and her house sitting.

Frank Zappa said ‘politics is the entertainment division of the military industrial complex.’  Journalism is just ‘gossip”. So I just try to do the next right thing and survive or manage.  

I have the weekend ahead of me and no real plans. I just read a Griff Hosker book of British Army and early Suez Canal I may order the next in the series.  I’ve been listening to the Orthodox Church audio book but it’s a bit dry though there are interesting bits of history and creeds.  I imagine I could be writing one of the three books I’m progressing on but I’m avoiding that.  I have this thought that when I get the hitch done I’ll think of the ‘next thing’.  I’ve got the existing plan to go to Whistler RV park for a long weekend but will have to book that when the hitch is done and hear that places are booking up for the summer.  I imagine too going a way for a few weeks to be by a hot spring (Harrison/Nakusp) or a lake, Okanagan like the time I was at Logan lake.  Work gives order and direction to my life which now is less full and less harried. I look forward to church and imagine next winters going south if only bccause of have the ‘system’ completed. 

I’ve had a life of journey’s and projects, bicyling across Europe, dancing, then university and medical school and country practice and Northern Medical Unit.  White water canoeing.  Mexico. Cross Coutry skiing, Cycling, Then Psychiatry Residencny and California and UBC and country psychiatry,, the Mustang, the Broncho, fishing and later hunting, Vancouver Island and more skiing, hiking, then homesteading with chickens and geese, the country psychiatry practice and downhill skiiing and the SV GIRI , ships captain, die seal mechanics navigation, off shore sailing, downhill skiing Whistler and then sailing to Mexico, sea of Cortez then return and sobriety and IDAA and travelling to all the different American cities, overseas travel, Isreal, Ethiopia, Italy, Greee,  Christian spirituality and masters of religious study, a few poetry books and a reflections on pscyhiatry book, and sobriety and service.  Three marriages, sex with women and sex with men.  Cross dressing anonymity with travel.  The challenge of doing the same old in a different role, all the theaters and ballet and opera and concerts and books read and continued study.  Constant learning.  Ireland and Scotland, Turkey and New York and LA and London art galleries and museums, Moscow and St Petersburg.  Sailing solo through winter hurricanes to Hawaii.  Working in Saipan and the Mariana Islands .  Motorcycling. The Harley and Sturges. Big Game hunting.  8 moose, an elk, 3 bear, 30 dear and countless birds.  The dogs, Shinto, Gilbert and now Madigan’s.  Photography,  

I don’t know what to do when I grow up now.  I’m in one of those lull’s.  Walking Madigan with Peter and Bella and Luka he says I’m leaving behind the Harley guy to be the Jeep guy. I took the truck and camper across Canada to visit the eastern family and returned. Long drives. Three houses and 3 marriages, Yachts and Trailor homes. Nomad.  I don’t know where I want to live or go. I’m really quite content here.  I think of moving to Alberta or the States but like my patients and the clinic.  Politics alarms me and I hope for a new government.

The war continues in the Ukraine and Iran.  

I’m grateful.  Life is a miracle and I have been truly blessed.  Today we walked the Brunette Lake trail and now that I’ve journaled and had a coffee I think I’ll lie down and read some.I really enjoyed the cleaning ladies coming this week.  

Thank you Jesus.

A perfect Saturday and lovely Weekend - Spring

The sun is bright again today. Yesterday it was warm with blue sky.  It was a blessed day.  

I loved that it began with prayer and meditation.  Then I so enjoyed the Saturday morning doctors in doctors recovery meeting. Last week was local , about once a month.  This one is international l and weekly. I like the people.   

After Madigan and I took the long Brunette Lake Walk. I was warm. Sunshine blue sky. Madigan panting.  We first saw the Canada Geese and goslings and later the wood ducks.  I’m grateful that despite my back pain with twisting I’m generally able to walk.  I’ve been riding the Harley and the position is like Dr. Goodman’s Foundation Training recommends.  Easier to do on Harley than Vespa but I just have to remember.  Slouching doesn’t do with lumbar back pain.

After we got back I left Madigan at home while I took Harley to Costco’s . I needed batteries and wanted to look at their Hearing aids.  It turns out they have a selection, all for $2200.  I want a back up pair since my very expensive Oticon pair are necessary for work. I’d like a secondary pair so I  feel better taking them with me.  

I tried selling my Harley but learned from Trev that they only take them in on trade in.  They had a lovely 2023 Trike I could see enjoying. I just don’t feel as safe on 2 wheels and find myself wanting to be cautious.,  I paid $2400 at Royal Bank on he car loan and would like to pay it down.  I’ve even had another $5000 matched for my contribution to the TFSacount last year.  I would like to put another $5000 in for this year. 

It was good to get paid and to pay my taxes and rent another month and weeks

Peter is enjoying the bike.  We’ve been walking with him and Bella and Luka.

At Costco I couldn’t resist a rotisserie chicken and would have got a lot more but I was on my motorbike . I did get more honey and orange juice and the freezer roast beef that’s microwaveable. I now have a freezer full of food and feel good when I do.

With the walk in the morning, Brunette River Walk and Costco I surpassed thee 10000 step mark. I’d been doing 8500 but now went over the top. Thank goodness. I really do have to lose weight and exercise more. It’s a catch 22 with chronic pain. You just want to relax and avoid pain but stretching and steady exercise is way better. I’m always feeling better the day after I do more exercise. With being sick with allergy and flu I spent a lot of time lying around just making the 3x a day walks with Madigan mostly for his poop breaks.  I needed the rest but my back is better with exercise.  Thank God I’m still mobile.  

I have enjoyed the couple of sex toys I picked up at One Stop Love Shop. It gives me great theological considerations.  All about masturabtion.  If I eat for survival it’s okay but then the epicurean who garnishes the food and makes a display may offend the stoic or the born again . I remember the professor in pscyhiatry saying that women are preening and into long foreplay with their lotions and bubble baths.  Men were by contrast on and off.  The orgasm was the thing.  Now there’s the whole issue of sex for children and its religious value producesing community and armies. If gays reproduce and are at least bisexual they don’t offend the community.  The Sin of Onan made much about by Victorian prudes wasn’t about masturbation at all but rather refusal to impregnant the dead brothers wife ands share he land inhearitance.  Now now most of sex isn’t about reproduction and as we’re living long lives there’s sex after menopause for women and men chasing young girls or young men or prostitution or masturbation.  

I loved the joke on Facebook about the guy who said when a girl gets a vibrator it’s though cute and a little sexy but when “I get a turbo charged life sized sex doll with self lubrication mechanical parts, I’m considered a pervert.”  Collectively men had long complained that monogamy has short changed them in the modern world.  This explains a significant percentage of the exodus to Islam of formerly Christian males or simply boyfriends of cold feminists.  Seeking sex they are shunned and the term toxic masculinity is combined with dead beat farther to shame the man while the girl is never criticized where a elder virgin a competing skank seeking a Guinness book entry for number of sexual partners in a day, 200 being the last count though 2000 is the aim.  

I am always pleased to see the handsome men and beautiful women in church. I tell the young to be church tourists and to stop at the the church with the greatest density of the beautiful. .Beauty is spiritual.  

I’m watching Battleship Gallatica in the evening and reading a Raj novel .  I deleted facebook not wanting to support the radical left wing censorship of the same ilk that has the UN chosing reactionary Muslim as head of the civil rights.  Aetheist communist and political Islam are al the rage with the continued war of Iran Israel and the US and the stopping the Strait of Hormuz.  The Ukraine war and money laundering continue and Orthodox Russia held its Victory parade despite the war being stalled on the battlefield.  

Canads is frightening with Carney one of the globalist anti Canada attacking the US and wanting to celebrate the NWO with communist China as leader.  Trudeau dished Christianity and called himself a post national.  I would like to see Pierre Polievre take over and that Iran and Cuba fall to the US like Venezuela did.  I don’t like tyranny.  Scots Whay Hay!!!  Carney with his stolen majority is acting like a tyrant and taxing everything making money for himself and Brookfields while Canadas declines and taxes rises.  

I feel poor but am not so must resist the self pity. I would like to pay off my Jeep and sell the motorcycle and camper and boat..  I’ll keep chipping away at the debt though I don’t find it hard to make payments on that and the motorhome.  It’s just me.

When I was paid yesterday I paid off the credit cards and am okay again. The only outstanding cost is the hitch for jeep and motorhome. I’m dreaming of a few weeks off in the summer and a ride to the Okanagan or Logan Lake again or Nakusp. I ‘d like to be able to swim or have a hot tub.  Maybe along the coast.  It’s just that I’d be able to take my ‘stuff’ and not be left paying for an empty spot like I have in the past or for storage of a vehicle.  I don’t’ want unnecessary costs.

I’m working steady and will feel better when I’m not envisioning working another 10 years to pay off debt. I hope to whittle things down and then pay them off sinew I have the money in the bank. But that idea of ownership is outdated as I write it off and pay half my income in taxes.  

It will all work well. I’m pleased. Was glad to be in church.  The mold was there and at first I didn’t recognize her because ironically she was so tall. She was wearing those boots that added 4 inches and Mae her long legs look great.  She’s always ‘dressed’ for church and that’s been appreciated.  There were a few girls who did the spring thing added Colour to the morning.  Madigan had a great time.  The Priest was visiting and delightful..  

Yesterday was a perfect day and today is pretty good. I agreed to be the speak at an online meeting so I’m looking forward to that be ing over.  In just a few hours I can relax.  

Thank you Jesus for this day. Thank you God. Hallelujah!!!

May 1, 2026. Thor and Willy’s

I’ve been reflecting on selling my Harley Nightster Special.  I still owe on the Jeep and would like to pay down the debt asap.  I’m very fond of and have my identity tied into having a Harley. Peter says I’m moving on and am no longer the Harley guy by the Jeep guy.

I still have the Vespa. The issue with the Harley is that I’m anxious riding it. I’m being cautious with my body since I hurt my back and have had more instability. I fear an accident and being laid up with a broken hip. The same thoughts affected my hunting and now the quad is gone.  

I also like the ability to pick up and go so that I don’t need to store a vehicle.  I’m hoping to go to Nakusp this summer with the Thor and Jeep and can’t carry the Harley as well. I might be able to carry the lighter Vespa. 

The main purpose of the Harley was the road trip. It certainly served in Yuma and last year on the ride to the Spokane IDAA. 

Also I’m older now and the idea of riding two wheels is less attractive when I have a perfectly good 4 wheel jeep.  I used to like the ‘thrill’ but now I’m thinking it’s not responsibly adult. I remember Ron telling me he got over the motorcycle and really wanted a sports car.  I don’t like the debt.  I wasn’t concerned last year about spending money keeping a place here and going elsewhere for the weekend. Now I don’t want the unnecessary cost.  I’m doing a lot of that cost reduction behaviour. I’d really like to get rid of the storage locker most.  

I’m liking being ‘light’ and able to move easily. Nomad .  Gypsy.  

I like the Vespa because it’s a bit like a bicycle in the city. I can carry Madigan. It’s carried when on the back of the motorhome and it’s something I can ride year round and even off road. I’ve even worn dresses and gowns riding it but mostly I like that I don’t need to wear boots but can wear saddles. I feel like I have to gear up with the Harley but because I’m using the Vespa mostly within bicycle speeds and such I can be more relaxed.  

Peter came by with Bella and Luka .  We walked around the park.  Larry is getting his second eye done for cataracts. The first was a successful and he can see as well as with glasses without glasses with that eye.  Peter found out he has early cataract too as I have. I’ve the macular degeneration too but have been fortunate that there’s no progression.  I’m hoping to avoid surgery for  another year of two.  

I was up in the shower at 645 this morning It’s definitely a day off. TGIF.  I lingered in the shower and actually took the time to lather myself with body cream.  I’ve had that particular cream for at least a year which indicates how few times I’m not in survival mode.

This week was hard work only because I was sick. I had a cold and allergies.  So first it was sinus and sleep problems then sore throat and cough. Today I’m feeling pretty good.  Last night I took a ride on the Harley to pick up Macdonald’’s for Madigan and I as well as stop at the Coquitlam One Stop Love Shop.  It was advertised as more for suburban couples and I did like that vibe.  Not at all Davie street but not quite Commercial drive.

I’m betwixt and between glad to be working and liking serving and income when I’m well . I really enjoyed my Men’s meeting and am back to the on line meetings too.  The Cough lingers.  

It’s lovely warm weather with sunshine and blue sky.  I’m waiting to head out after the lunch hour. I have to make a mail run.  I had rotisserie chicken last night and have left overs. I could have that with the soup.  I am disappointed in the food prices being so high.

Carney ahd the Liberals seems demonic making an alliance with Communist China agains the US.  Meanwhile I really like what President Trump and Elon Musk are doing.  The exposure of the corruption there only underscores how much corruptions is happening here. The Democrats and Liberals have been bad boys and girls.  It is disheartening working and seeing all the theivery especially from the immigrants who then get special treatment when they are caught. I’ve stopped reading Facebook but am still scanning instagram and X.  It’s all just gossip but it’s like an addiction. I’m trying to break the bad habit.  I’ve read a couple of good books and think I was depressed there because nothing appeared . I felt I was just going through the motions. I felt Laura wasn’t happy and now we’re apart so that’s a grieving issue.  

Time to ride over to Trev.  

Thank you Jesus. Thank you God.