My GP tried me on 3.5 mg Viacoram.
It went down from 160 / 105 to 150 / 100.
He then doubled it to 7 mg Viacoram.
It stayed about the same at 150 / 97.
The third experiment has me on …
Viacoram 5/7mg every morning for the next 90 days.
Apo-Hydro (hydrochlorothiazide) 12.5mg every evening with dinner for 90 days.
I’ll be tracking results.
My father is Eric. His father Angus.
Born 1900. Died 1949 of heart attack.
He was “an ardent outdoor man and keenly interested in both domestic and wild animals. He was well known for his hobby of raising chinchillas, keeping mink, guinea pigs, rabbits and canaries“.
Grandpa trapped that silver fox. Had the fur made into a collar on my Grandma’s winter coat.
He worked for Hollinger Mines in Timmins, Ontario the 20 years before his death at age 50.
Obituary (PDF)
Thanks Mark del Monte for sending me this. He’s keen on our family genealogy.
For many Americans the Thanksgiving weekend is the most important family holiday of the year. I trust they enjoyed 2017.
Me?
I’ve been very lucky. And I’m most thankful.
Looking forward to the future.
I’m back in Bermuda. Life is good.
Planning to continue my retirement for about another 8 years. Then go back to work.
With all the hair.
From the Altadore Gymnastics Club 50th reunion.
Right?
I was born in the right era.
Despite my abysmally bad memory, I can usually find out what I want to know. 🙂
Bruce Ian McCulloch (born May 12, 1961) is a Canadian actor, writer, comedian, and film director. McCulloch is best known for his work as a member of The Kids in the Hall, a popular Canadian comedy troupe, and as a writer for Saturday Night Live. …
McCulloch was born in Edmonton, Alberta. … a graduate of Mount Royal College located in Calgary, Alberta. …
I’m 4yrs older than Bruce. Grew up right next to Mount Royal College.
Bruce just published a retrospective on his formative years called Growing up weird in Calgary:
Thirty years ago there were no wine bars. Only bars. The Shamrock, the Calgarian, the Port o’ Call Inn. …
In Alberta in the ’80s it was easy to be a punk. You just slept in one day and you were labelled. As young punks we drank at the Calgarian. Yep, first we took the natives’ land, and then we took their watering holes. These bars were so crappy, they chained up the toilet paper in the bathroom. …
It’s almost certain that Kate, Barb, Jude, myself and many of our friends drank at the next table to Bruce in the Calgarian. We had the same PUNK phase.
Click PLAY or watch Hüsker Dü at the Calgarian 1981 on YouTube.
Of the many bands I saw there, my sentimental favourites were The Breeders.
One New Years Eve (1978/79?) I got blitzed at the Calgarian, finally crashing into the band’s equipment on stage. Friends rushed me out and into Barb’s Volkswagen Beetle. I threw up in it. Rich was so irked he dumped me unconscious on to the snow boots in a basement apartment closet. Then closed the door.
On regaining consciousness next morning, I had no idea what had happened.
December 1986 The Calgarian was gutted by fire. And finally torn down. 😦
There wasn’t a lot to do in Calgary 30 years ago. On the weekend, groups of people would “go out for cheesecake.” This actually happened …
We drove to Tom’s House of Pizza, drawn by the resplendent neon sign and the jukebox. We played Nazareth and “Cold Ethel” by Alice Cooper. One of the most exotic things you could do here at that time was order a Hawaiian pizza. And we did. I remember the summer that guacamole came to town. …
… I went to 4th Street Rose, an upscale establishment that served salad in a jar (and, yes, cheesecake) …
read more – Growing up weird in Calgary
How many Caesar salads in a jar did I enjoy at 4th Street Rose?
HUNDREDS. 🙂
related article on Punk Rock in Canada – weird scenes from the 5 and the TCH: metropolitan structure and rock in Canada
Another article published 2011 – Punk at the Calgarian Hotel
Kelley Durbin-Williams linked to this great truth:
“The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him, he is always doing both.”
That Nepali barber shave felt GREAT after this. 🙂
Rick McCharles 