whoa it looks like my whole family is gonna come and hang out in Victoriaville for a day tomorrow. what the! that’s pretty cool. Uncle Ralph is going to come up from the States, and the rest of my family is going to come over from Ottawa, and we’re going to hobnob and not speak french. I can guarantee there’ll be Loblaws jokes too, because Uncle Ralph always used to make jokes about Loblaws. Ralph is funny. All my dad’s relatives have a pretty good sense of humor. I’m just sorry I haven’t gotten to know them that well.
Oh yeah I have stuff to do today. maybe I could hang up my laundry right now. the washer just finished. and then I need to get one of my spark plugs changed. I mean my car does, not me. I don’t have spark plugs. See, that type of humor is definitely inherited from my dad’s side of the family. It’s really esoteric and full of non sequiturs and sometimes just consists of things that other people would look at blankly and wonder what the joke was, whereas you’re telling it and rolling in the aisles. I dunno. Spark plugs. Hmmm. That reminds me of the time that Monsieur David F. related a joke that ‘Abdu’l-Bahá told, and everyone who heard it just looked at him blankly and wondered what the joke was. I guess you had to be there. Eventually I got it, and it was funny. But if you want to hear it, you’ll have to ask me in person.
know what’s cool? there’s a spring nearby where you can get fresh, cool, clean water. I’ve never seen that before. I guess that happens more often when you live next to a mountain. do-it-yourself spring water is good.