A fed coyote is a dead coyote

So my doctor's office finally called me today and told me that they wouldn't be able to refer me for a CT or PET scan without me seeing a specialist first to get their opinion on whether a scan was needed… which is bullshit because if the surgeon wants an MRI, and an MRI is not available, clearly he is going to want another scan! I asked them to please reconsider — since seeing a specialist and having them get me a scan will take just as long as simply waiting for my doctor to return — all they had to do was look at my file and fax a single piece of paper… a single piece of paper!

Anyway, it's quite frustrating.

Our neighbor Ike and his teenage son have been fighting. Today around noon I think the freakout was something like, “I don't ever want to find this much porn in your room again!” I thought that was pretty funny. Honestly, as far as I can tell he's a nice guy, and really, if a teenager checking out porn is the worst of they're problems, you're probably a lucky-slash-good parent. Who cares. I have no issue with porn whatsoever!

Other than that, my trainer got caught up with other things today so that was canceled. I was going to go to the gym anyway and do cardio or something, but I decided that was going to be boring, so I parked at the top of High Park (and Bloor; where BMEfest was held this year) and walked down into the western ravine next to Grenadier Park. There are a crazy amount of squirels… It got me thinking about how if we manage to wipe out humanity with superinfluenza or bird flu or something, it would be pretty easy to live off squirrels. I figure I could catch, kill, clean, and prepare dozens a day if I had to.

I ran into a badger as well, sitting at the side of the path. He was moving around pretty slowly, and acting a little dazedly strange, so I think he was injured or sick. A group of older Chinese women and men were fishing in the pond. I'm not sure if it's really safe to eat. Lots of ducks, geese, and swans as well, and eventually I crossed the highway and ended up on the lake. I really want to go swimming if anyone is brave enough. It's about eight degrees, so while it would be cold, if you picked a slightly windy day (for windchill), the water would, in relative terms, appear warm. I just don't know if I know anyone brave-slash-crazy enough to go with me (message me or email me if you think you are).

I took some pictures with my malfunctioning camera along the walk:

I continued down along the beach to where the Lakeshore merges with the Gardiner (the bridge photo is underneath that fancy big white bridge). The strange high hobo scupture is sitting on the beach along that walk, surrounded by a number of other similar structures. I like the idea that there are pieces of art randomly situated throughout this world, and the only way you get to experience them is meandering exploration. Anyway, then I walked back… I guess that's a about a 10 km “hike” — not that I think you can really call it a hike if it's in the city?

Oh and in crazy project land, I think I should build a pulsejet powered mini speedboat. I don't know if I can afford to build the snowrail right now, and I think I could build the boat for very little… That said, part of me thinks it's insane because pulsejets run so hot that if they hit cold water their structure could be seriously compromised from the shock. So maybe I'll build a mini pulsejet and spray it with a hose from a distance first.

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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