Score one for the freaky hippies

What is usually the worst part of my allergy season has passed without me having to use a single loratadin tablet! Sure there were a few sniffles and sneezes along the way but nothing too severe and no itchy burning eyes at all. This is especially impressive since I have started wearing contact lenses occasionally again this year.

I credit the delicious raw honey I've been eating and drinking all winter, courtesy of my hard working girls. The freaky hippies claim that the pollen and such in the raw honey retrains your body to remove the negative associations with that pollen that create the allergies. It makes as much sense to me as the idea that you develop allergies as you get older as your body's defences learn to associate actual airborne toxins with specific pollens. This is the explanation I was offered for why I was allergy free as a kid but have allergies as an adult.

I've even gone to so far as to push the envelope by eating mucus forming blocks of delicious cheese. Still no clogged sinuses. Allergy round two comes in August so lets keep our fingers crossed.

Sunday afternoon

I went out onto the mean streets of Mississauga today to get re-acquainted with an old friend. With her usual grace and brilliance Smoove treated me to a wonderful afternoon. The nice weather helped.

This was also part of my tune up program for commuting by bike this summer. The combination of girth, gas prices and the Accuweather App on the iPhone have me planning to bike in all but the worst weather for the summer. Gotta be in suit shape by August at the latest and I'm losing the juicer this week :(

I'm pretty sure that the commute will not be as pleasant as my ride today but its still go to be better than the traffic I've been sitting in lately. Which reminds me, I have to dig up my good backpack.

Science Fiction

When you say science fiction many, perhaps most, people think of lasers and space aliens and not much else. But good science fiction is so much more, and less. I just watched an excellent science fiction movie with neither lasers nor space aliens - Moon.

It was brought to my attention by the ECJ who also told me that he couldn't tell me what happens just that it was worth watching. I agree, so I'm not going to tell you about the movie just that is very good. What makes it good is that it makes you think – as a bonus its well done from a technical standpoint as well.

It's a shame really that we can't have two different names for the different types of science fiction. Its unfortunate that movies like Independence Day and Moon are lumped together as science fiction when aside from the setting one is an action movie and the other a... not an action movie. But I guess you could say the same thing for other genres like war movies and westerns to name a few some are mindless fun and some have something to say. I think there is a place for both I just want an easy (lazy) way to differentiate.

Disrespect can be earned too

An NFL coach is the hot topic of conversation du jour for stating that certain championships have a stain on them. He's done lots of backpedalling since in an attempt to avoid the heinous crime of disrespecting an opponent and I think that is unfortunate. Mostly because I think he's right. The championships he was referring to are the New England and New Orleans Superbowl victories. The stain he referred to comes from both teams being sanctioned by the league for systematically breaking the rules during the periods they won their championships.

A lot of the talking heads focus the debate how much value or competitive advantage, if any, was gained from the forms of cheating they did and the fans of the teams always rest on the cheaters' eternal claim – that everybody cheats. Well, everybody doesn't cheat.

Philosophically my problem with cheating in sports comes from the fact that sports are silly to begin with. People agree on an arbitrary set of limitations and objectives and compete to achieve the objectives within the outlined constraints. In that sense to cheat is simply to privately admit defeat. Cheating is admitting to yourself that you don't think you can achieve the objective within the agreed constraints – admitting that you think our opponent(s) is (are) better than you. In recreational sports this is the height of pathetic.

In pro sports it is unfortunately understandable but I still object to cheating in the pros for two reasons. The first reason is because, like it or not, the pros are role models for other athletes so when they cheat it encourages cheating at all levels of sport. The second reason is the reason that cheating in the pros is understandable - because professional sports is all about the money and I don't like to be reminded of that.

One last problem with cheating is the result. Now some people will say “hey, they won” that's what it's all about. But really, for the reason I outlined above they didn't really win and when your talking about the kind of questionable advantage cheating these teams were engaged in you can only wonder, could they have won fair and square? I'll never know, you'll never know, and they themselves will never know if they really could have been the best playing by the rules.

That's the stain and cover it, conceal it or ignore it but it's still there.

Albert's Honour

So there's this winery with a misleading name. In my opinion. The winery's name is Malivoire. Maybe it's just me but its kind of a negative sounding name. Mal, voire, sounds like bad, look en français to me. 

I've had a couple of their wines - the 2008 Red (a GSM blend I think but am too lazy to look up), fabulous. Buy it, enjoy it. But the real prize - Albert's Honour, Old Vines Foch: Best. Wine. Ever. Buy it, (maybe invite me over for the evening), open it, breathe it, drink it, live it.

Your Welcome.

Soon I'll have to try their Guilty Men.

I came across the Albert's Honour when on a Niagara region wine tour we purchased a bottle of Maheral Foch from Caroline Cellars. It was excellent enough that I went hunting Foch wines at the LCBO. They had three different ones and all were very good but the Albert's Honour was the best. Ever.

In wine speak Foch = awesome. Apparently. I wonder why there isn't more of it?