I spent a good chunk of today worrying about my dog Jigger, which, in light of all the serious things in the world that one could be worried by, is a relatively luxurious concern. My worry wasn’t provoked by a crisis (he didn’t go missing or get hit by a car or drink radiator fluid). […]
In the film “It Should Happen to You,” Judy Holliday’s character Gladys Glover illustrates some lessons around privacy while we get a glimpse of personal branding, 1950s-style.
Reading an article filed today by the Montreal Gazette‘s Monique Muise about Monday’s horrific tragedy in St. Jude, Quebec, I was struck by the evocative quality of the writing. (A recap of events: in the early evening of Monday May 10, in the Quebec town of St. Jude 77 kilometers north of Montreal, an absolutely […]
My aching back suggests that blogging is like gleaning: it keeps me (intellectually) alive, but is generally thankless and often backbreaking. But the analogy is as artificial as a 19th century Salon painting.
Creating a floor plan from memory triggers several insights about why and how I accumulate stuff in my life, and why subconscious behaviors continue to shape my present.
Belfry Theatre’s production of Spelling Bee prompts a reminiscence of learning English, …and confronting the dreaded th-sound.
Seven years ago yesterday (March 31, 2003) I posted my first entry on this site, Powers of Discrimination & SARS. For some reason, I’ve been convinced that my first post was April 1, 2003. But whether March 31 or April 1, this blogging endeavor hasn’t been a joke. Seven years. And now it might all […]
Can a photo of a baby in a Hitler costume say anything valid about the nature of evil? In my response to Nina Maria Kleivan’s photos I argue it doesn’t, for it takes attention to context and circumstance, without which evil holds no power.
A late-night tweet, a disturbing dream, and a response to the tweets resolves the meaning of the dream. But will it change my feeding habits?