Hey everyone, come and see how good I look!
Continue reading “Look, look, looky-look!”Author: Lkvy
I'm a Deaf vagabond currently living on Vancouver Island. Bicycles dominate my life, but I also make time for climbing, hiking, camping, and cats. And if I have time left over after all that, I write about it.
In the grand scheme of things… this isn’t so grand.
Yann talks to the cats in front of me. It’s cute because he’s inclusive: he signs simultaneously so that I’ll understand him, even though the cats don’t.
He asked Enfoiré the Perpetually Hungry:
“Do you know how much food you could get for $5?”
*dramatic pause*
“A small bag of treats! That’s it!”
“Do you know how much food you could get for $5?”
*dramatic pause*
“A small bag of treats! That’s it!”
That’s a dilly of a pickle.
Yann pointed to a row of pickle jars on the bottom shelf at the supermarket and asked, “Have we had these? Where they good?”
Chronically unmotivated.
I’ve owned a robot sculpture for years now, handmade by my uncle, and given to me as a Christmas gift. This pseudo-bot measures less than a foot tall and weighs about five pounds. Its got wrought iron arms welded onto a steel box, topped off with a vacuum tube head. For years, it’s purpose was to stand there and look cool.
Until now…
Continue reading “Chronically unmotivated.”A short distance overseas.
On Wednesday, Yann reached another milestone: the anniversary of his conception. He celebrated the usual way, turning it into a destination Birthday. Last year, we were at the base of Mt. Albert Edward. The year before, we were in France. Before that? New Hampshire.
Anyway, you get the idea: August is a good month to have been birthed.
In the time of Coronavirus, we had to be low-key with this year’s destination and tote a pump dispenser of hand sanitizer. I also brought a chair, binoculars, and at least twelve articles of clothing even though we were gone for just a night.
So, where did we go?
Continue reading “A short distance overseas.”