I have sacrificed my thumbs for my mind. I have what are commonly referred to as ‘mommy thumbs’, an affliction resulting from overuse and over-stretching…
A couple in a canoe are committed to cooperating. No need to spell out what happens if one person chooses not to cooperate, either by…
January 1 has no magic. There is a cycle to everything — years, seasons, life, diets and exercise routines. The trick is to recognize…
“Forgot, forgot forgot! That’s all I ever hear from you!” went my Mother’s shrill lament… I rely on this memory as evidence that I have…
Recently in Ontario there has been controversy over the sex education being taught in our public schools. Speaking only for myself, I will say I…
In my vast experience of this phenomenon, stress and stupidity feed off of each other in a Murphy’s Law sort of way — my stress…
A few years ago, I was introduced to a very nice woman. As I was shaking her hand I was not thinking about her. Through gossip,…
In my weekly production of this blog I usually know by Saturday what my topic is going to be. This week was different. I found myself stumped…
Last week, as I stopped to talk on my phone, I had a clear view into a gym. I could watch the trainer working with…
There is an entry in my Mother’s 1941 diary that reads; Sep 22 Mon, 1941, They brought us word yesterday that Glen has volunteered for overseas…