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Satellite of Golf

Satellite's gone Up to the skies Things like that drive me Out of my mind I don't think Lou Reed would mind my mashing up the title of his excellent song . You see, that's exactly what happened to me Sunday. Waiting for company to show up for dinner, I turned on the TV to catch some of the Northern Trust Open golf game in which Phil Mickelson, Keegan Bradley and Bill Haas were bumping along exchanging the lead on the final holes. Mickelson had won the week previous so I was pulling for him. The company arrived and I went to the door to greet them. 'Cause usually when you have company that's what you do. You let them in. My friend, Bernard, was sporting sunglasses and said something to the effect of coming over to see the stars. I joked that must be why he was wearing his sunglasses. Funny, no? No he was talking about stars in the sky. More specifically, the space station. Turns out the International Space Station was scheduled to pass over my house...

A Mother of An Invention

There's an interesting background story to a recent Canadian invention.  An apparently tasty one at that.  But before we get to that, let's pause and review some of the things invented by Canadians. **Oh, Canada plays softly in the background** Canola Oil - mainly used for cooking, although orgy participants have found another use for it. The Walkie-Talkie - the precursor to the fast food drive-thru order placement thingy. Standard Time - but we didn't invent daylight savings time.  You can blame a New Zealand dude by the name of George Vernon Hudson for that dim move. The telephone - it's what we used before texting. The hydrofoil boat - oh boy, just what we need: a boat that can fly. The snowmobile - hey. we gotta have some fun up here. The snow blower - makes sense, and accounts for fewer heart attacks shovelling snow. SONAR - it was invented by Reginald Fessenden.  Hey, at one point in my life I lived on Fessenden Street.  And every time I...