Red Card Frustration

Memories of September, and watching on the laptop on the island as the pantomime villain provokes a red card.  You would think we could avoid something similar, but fatalism loomed in the air and the result was always going to be what it would be.  Fun though, even despite the agony.  Some brilliant play, and still lots of optimism that there is a lot of football to be played.

Football to be played and work to be done.  The SE Asia wedding is now basically locked in, which sets up the next set of voyages.  Scotland/England, Montreal, Newfoundland, France, and then nothing until 2017...  So will Guatemala stand as the one new country?  Or can you squeeze in a Dominican Republic escape or the like?

That seems less important than the non-impulse purchase on the island, which is a decision that seems already made but which will mark both a turning and a launching point for global decision-making for at least the next 5 years.  The key is to think of the firm trajectory, and with 2015 finishing nicely and 2016 setting up nicely, maybe it really is setting up for a 2019 exodus?  Who knows what the future holds.  The Castle could come calling as early as next Fall with a 20th anniversary sailing, so there is that to process, as well as the timing for the white continent.  That too must be done, so the question is when and whether it gets combined with SA.

Oh well, more to ponder later, as we wait to see if Brady proves his worth on the road.  I will sleep away another Sunday in dreams of brighter, more epic tomorrows...  Keep thinking Tancook is a part of that broader scheme, and no cause to doubt that yet.

"Your logic is inescapable"

Welcome to 2016.  Isn't it rich?

So far so good, anyway.  Since the last installment, the inevitable unfolded, but in a way that ticked the box without leaving any appetite for more and avoiding the natural questions that might arise.  It was a funny turning of the tables, to be for once in the position of the non-suitor, and see properly how non-desire manifests itself in practice.  Nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture. 

Anyhow.  Safely home from the wonders of the Mayans and the relaxing roll-out of the new year.  Such a tonic, to escape and avoid the usual turning and quick start of the new calendar.  Instead, to savour it, and loaf in to it a bit behind.  The silver dollar back on Hillside, although not without a potential theft fortuitously averted, and so the luck for the future secure for the next round of days to come.

It helps to return to some interesting work.  The title of the post taken from the Province, a feather in the cap to the legal career thus far.  It will be nice to get through that and other matters before the 37th birthday falls in June and France beckons.  Diseases are disastrous and a reminder to focus on what is critical, and sessions with young law students an opportunity to reflect on the practice to date. Choices made have generally been good ones.  Travel and sailing, remembrances of fateful hearings past.  Who would have thought the days trying to decipher a generic rate filing process would loom so large on the path to be followed. 

But so it goes.  Inevitably.  Inescapably.  So I say again, a welcome to you, 2016.  Let's see what you have got.