today in winnipeg, manitoba, the last canadian penny is to be crafted.
and there's a little, teeny-weenie pang of nostalgic sadness about it for me.
it's not horribly sad, or terribly sad or even actually sad.
sad about how little kids could fill their cupped hands with those tiny coppers and ask the cashier, hopefully: what can i buy with these?
i know. it's costing us 1.6 cents to make that 1 cent coin.
and it doesn't make sense intellectually, financially, philosophically, economically, weight-ily (evidenced here in a snazzy video)
but hey - how many things really do?
just a little bit sad. and you?
hope your weekend is nostalgically good, nicies!