We’re approaching Vancouver. We’ve just made it through customs and immigration.
It all went very smoothly. In fact, the immigration officer asked us if we would build her a Web site—she wants to have an online store online in time for Christmas.
She makes Celtic dresses.
I need to give our mover a great big tip for recommending we cross the border in Sumas near Abbotsford instead of the Peace Crossing on the I-5.
Tonight, we sleep in our new apartment, under sheets we plan to borrow from Martin, all this assuming we get the keys from the concierge at the front desk.
“Almost every American I know does trade large portions of his life for entertainment, hour by weeknight hour, binge by Saturday binge, Facebook check by Facebook check. I’m one of them. In the course of writing this I’ve watched all 13 episodes of House of Cards and who knows how many more West Wing episodes, and I’ve spent any number of blurred hours falling down internet rabbit holes. All instead of reading, or writing, or working, or spending real time with people I love.”
“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”
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