so, it's really not true about the monkeys.

woohoo. I manned a Police Week booth at the mall for my evening. As a change from, you know, manning a lottery booth at the mall all day. A few people commented on the fact that I'm "everywhere". Well, maybe, but not all at once. I think I will probably end up manning the same booth at a Safety fair on Thursday. We had a police car in the middle of the mall, and a fair number of people came over to look at it, climb inside, ask to take it home, were we selling raffle tickets, etc. All in good fun.

I want time to go a little slower, right now. I've got a lot of essays to write, and school is winding down for the kids and there's all these other demands on my time... And I'm tired.

Vernon was a lot of fun. A bit tiring, though, as I slept somewhat badly on the bus on the way out and then on Saturday night ended up staying up all night again because I was talking to some fascinating people (and drinking, which I almost never do...) My head is still reeling from all the information I took in, I'm trying to sort it out and decide where to file some of it. At 4 am Sunday morning we (James, Nancy and I) were discussing with two cops about how being in dangerous situations changed their view of life and death. Then someone pointed out the time, and James said to me, "aren't you supposed to be leaving at 6?" so we made some coffee and then the sun came up and I went home with a nice lady who had offered to drive me home so I didn't have to take the bus home. I spent a lot of time with three women who are RCMP from here and down south on the Island, and they all have a terrific sense of humor.