It was my great pleasure today to show a journalist about my fine town. For the occasion I chose an artfully stressed linen shirt, sleeves rolled up as though I mean business. Mr. fix-it sets sight on cycle path planning: that would make a nice headline. Did you know iPhones are dictaphones? Is there something I should know these changeling contraptions in our top pockets cannot turn themselves into? Guitar tuners? Ice creams? Shatter proof?
Okay, for this look you just need that around-home ruffled hair, sloppy clothes, $360 Maui Jim sunglasses, and a few bikes to loan to those lionizing you with their interest. If on;y it were that simple though! You see, next they start asking you questions, and while they like to think you’re scratching your head for things you are thinking up on the spot, in the end they want catchy one-liners, as many as Robbie Williams can shoe-horn into a song.
So thank you Dzintra, and special friend Gus with the camera, for making me feel special today. If you’re reading this, David Suzuki, spend some jet fuel and come say hello too.