breeding doctors
today while listening to cbc's as it happens, i developed a real liking for it. in fact, so much so, that i've have decided to label it "the best cbc program on radio one". even if one denies the supremacy of its content, mary lou finlay has an undeniably distinctive voice and personality that 'outdoes' any other radio show host.
but its content is what grabs me really. for instance, today's discussions included:
"'social allergies' lead to numerous divorces" (mabye this is my problem... i'm highly allergic to people)
"the ruins of a ming dynasty possibly found in Cape Breton by an architect who believes it to be chinese due finding a winding road that was of standard chinese width and protected by two brick walls that would open to what appears to be the remains of an ancient chinese community"
and then finally, but not least,
talk back concerned itself with a small community in manitoba that has decided to (read this next part over carefully) breed its very own doctors. it's really quite clever and absurd due to the hindering fact that it boils down to issues of trust. the program is called be a med friend and it works by asking every household in the small community to pay a minor fee of $10 per month for 4 years. this money would then be offered to a manitoba medical student graduate. This money goes towards the medical student's existing loans hereby, attracting new doctors to the small community who are eagerly awaiting to pay off debts. the contract is a 4 year committement by that doctor to remain in the community. if the new doctor does not complete his/her contract then it is expected that he/she repay the money. if they complete the contract, they may at that time, if they so wish, move from the community no strings attached. wow, talk about trust and setting your goals a little high. it makes me want to move to manitoba to practice medicine.
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a side note,
the famous pop shoppe people have returned to selling their deliciously colourful pop in their clearest of bottles! i can't believe it. oh, how i've missed thee, dreaming of its return over the last 15-20 years (give or take). i had a friend, whom being from deep river had never had the opporunity to try the southwestern ontario soda, in my presence. i encouraged him to try one. i watched as his lips met the bottle and i watched his every facial expression as the love affair began, as i knew it would. it must be intoxicating and highly addictive, as i'm not even a soda drinker. i thought i hated the stuff. perhaps i was just holding an internal protest.
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dear c...,
i hope things are well. i've been watering your plants and checking the mail... I've even been lazing around on your sofa as it's a pleasure to escape my telephone and responsibilities every now and then. once i was even thinking of taking your bike out for a brisk ride before realizing that it wasn't there. i was a little heartbroken and left home with bullet sized tears. well not really... but i was a little disappointed. i know, i know, i have my own bike. it's just not the same with a mountain bike. i hate being so practical sometimes. marcus made me feel bad once for wanting two... i've decided to feed the greed. once i'm in a position to, i'll buy another bike, this new one to be 'old school' style of course.
take care and give the boys my best
but its content is what grabs me really. for instance, today's discussions included:
"'social allergies' lead to numerous divorces" (mabye this is my problem... i'm highly allergic to people)
"the ruins of a ming dynasty possibly found in Cape Breton by an architect who believes it to be chinese due finding a winding road that was of standard chinese width and protected by two brick walls that would open to what appears to be the remains of an ancient chinese community"
and then finally, but not least,
talk back concerned itself with a small community in manitoba that has decided to (read this next part over carefully) breed its very own doctors. it's really quite clever and absurd due to the hindering fact that it boils down to issues of trust. the program is called be a med friend and it works by asking every household in the small community to pay a minor fee of $10 per month for 4 years. this money would then be offered to a manitoba medical student graduate. This money goes towards the medical student's existing loans hereby, attracting new doctors to the small community who are eagerly awaiting to pay off debts. the contract is a 4 year committement by that doctor to remain in the community. if the new doctor does not complete his/her contract then it is expected that he/she repay the money. if they complete the contract, they may at that time, if they so wish, move from the community no strings attached. wow, talk about trust and setting your goals a little high. it makes me want to move to manitoba to practice medicine.
******************************
a side note,
the famous pop shoppe people have returned to selling their deliciously colourful pop in their clearest of bottles! i can't believe it. oh, how i've missed thee, dreaming of its return over the last 15-20 years (give or take). i had a friend, whom being from deep river had never had the opporunity to try the southwestern ontario soda, in my presence. i encouraged him to try one. i watched as his lips met the bottle and i watched his every facial expression as the love affair began, as i knew it would. it must be intoxicating and highly addictive, as i'm not even a soda drinker. i thought i hated the stuff. perhaps i was just holding an internal protest.
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dear c...,
i hope things are well. i've been watering your plants and checking the mail... I've even been lazing around on your sofa as it's a pleasure to escape my telephone and responsibilities every now and then. once i was even thinking of taking your bike out for a brisk ride before realizing that it wasn't there. i was a little heartbroken and left home with bullet sized tears. well not really... but i was a little disappointed. i know, i know, i have my own bike. it's just not the same with a mountain bike. i hate being so practical sometimes. marcus made me feel bad once for wanting two... i've decided to feed the greed. once i'm in a position to, i'll buy another bike, this new one to be 'old school' style of course.
take care and give the boys my best
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My bike isn't there? It should be! I think that elenor has a key to the apt and maybe she has it. If you run into her could you ask. Is my computer still there?
I guess Lucy is gettin into trouble at Ma and Pa's! They will likely have a lot of stories to share with us. Maybe they will be transformed into cat lovers ... maybe not!
It's beautiful here. Wish I packed you in my sack for the trip. Today the destination is Victoria! yippee!
opps... i was supposed to remind my brain and my mouth to tell you that after going into your room the other day (to see if there were any plants in it), i saw your bicycle. i figured it would give you quite a scare. it's still there, as is everything else other than Lucy Lou Who.
however, your ficus doesn't seem to be looking any better. i'm afraid he might be dying. i'm attempting two modes of combat; Internet research and then follow whatever procedure is necessary according to the diagnosis, and then of course sneaking out to quickly snip off a couple small branches off the super's ficus in the hallway and begin rooting the saplings.
i figure, either way, you should have a ficus tree in your kitchen window upon your arrival home.
For future reference, i too wish that you packed me in your sack for the trip!
I really suck at caring for ficus. I think this will be the third one I have murdered in like 4 years. I thought this one might make it, but alas I think I may have left the re-pot too long. I am glad to hear that my bike is home and safe and sound. I can't wait to get on 'er and give 'er a good ride. She deserves a vacation too!
As I was telling you, I am in Victoria right now and this is yet another place you would love. We drove over the mountains the last few days (didn't see any bobcat, mountain goats or elves) and tooke the fairy accross the Georgia Strait last night. I really do not have sea legs and was feeling a little ill the whole trip, but it was still worth it. If I don't make it back with the boys, I have stayed on top of a mountain somewhere.
We play here tonight at an art gallery opening and tomorrow in Vancouver. I'll write again and give you the story. So much to share with you when I get back. Well have to spend a night with a good bottle of wine.
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