Oct 22 2014
+Spent last weekend in Ottawa while Lesley attended the CODE conference. We were downtown, and when I walked the mostly empty streets I thought how dull the town was, and there was nothing for a weekend tourist in October. I felt proud while passing the American Embassy that here was a spot where Americans didn’t have to worry about violent attacks. I saw one guard on duty on the steps of the Embassy; she was behind a fence, but she was mostly bored and inattentive, pacing in a small circumscribed area with her head down not even glancing about at her surroundings, and that seemed like a good sign. There were many vendors in the Byward Market area selling pumpkins, and what did I find on Spark St. but full fall country displays with hay bales, pumpkins and other gourds. Surely, I thought, anywhere else these would be pilfered or taken up and smashed, but not in Ottawa. When I went past Parliament Hill, the few tourists there were mainly milling around the Peace Flame (which is totally cool)
Twice I overheard conversations in restaurants-both were about religion. Different restaurants, different days, different people, but the same topic.
And today, on those same streets all hell broke loose.
+I had been trying to get a new job and have been unsuccessful. I found out yesterday that I didn’t even know all the duties of the job, and I’m pretty sure that I made a fool of myself in the job interview because of that. Small wonder the interview team found me unacceptable.