Merry Ho Ho

So I'm back home with the parents for Christmas, and, suffice to say, things are quite quiet around these parts. I guess I'm glad to be back. Beats the alternative: hanging around Ottawa on Christmas Day alone. It looks as though things will be a little busy for me next week as I continue to make some story pitches, as I contemplate a return to freelance journalism. We'll see how it goes. In 2010, more or less.

Getting back to Barry's Bay was a bit of a hassle. The bus station in Ottawa was a zoo, mostly as people formed a huge line-up for Toronto to head back there for the holidays. I felt sorry for the poor suckers. I'm glad I got there early as the Renfrew-Pembroke line, which I took, was a little on the long side too.

Once one the bus, I had the misfortune of having a young man sit beside me with an "electronic cigarette" that emits water vapour. He asked the bus driver if he could smoke it, and of course he got an answer of "No." So what does this dude do? He smokes it anyway all the way from Ottawa to my stop in Renfrew. Nice. I guess he was just looking for attention. But I couldn't help but note what a doofus this guy was. Only I get to sit beside the kooks, I guess.

So that's it for me for now. Merry Ho Ho and Happy New Year and all that!