This morning, I was running errands around town. And at each store, when approaching the cashier, I offered the following comment: Looks like you pulled the short straw! And each time I mentioned it, I got a puzzled look in reply. It was as though the cashiers (male and female) didn’t understand what I meant.… Continue reading A Short Straw
A ‘polymath’ is a person who is talented in many subjects. Another term is more commonly known as ‘Jack of all trades.’ However, the latter is not a gender-neutral term, so I think that there should also have a ‘Judy of all trades.’ A third term is the ‘Jack/Judy of all trades, master of none,’… Continue reading Are You a Polymath?
I wanted to share some wisdom about self-isolation and social distancing – as a Public Service Announcement
I recently read that there would be 10, 408 babies conceived on Valentines Day in the USA. We in Canada, have one-tenth of their population, so in my estimate, there are 1,040 Canuck babies being conceived. Which also means that if your birthday is sometime between October 10th and December 11th, you may have been… Continue reading Valentine Daze
I had just returned from the walk at Skagit River Park and was trying to convince Holly that I would never leave home again unless it’s to go shopping for treats for her. And I couldn’t check my laptop for messages because she was sitting on my lap – staring at me in an ice-cold showdown… Continue reading A Fifty Dollar Walk
I was standing near the corner of the street, with three of my gal pals, in downtown Burlington, Washington, when I suddenly noticed something I had never seen before – a solar-powered garbage can. Now you’re probably more interested in why I was alone in the States, with three gal pals – more than hearing… Continue reading Skagit River Park Walk
Just a short message to my devoted readers. Today, I decided to delete my Facebook account. I don’t trust this social platform to protect my personal information, and the latest hack of Facebook was the final straw. It may take 14 days for the deletions to take effect. But this doesn’t mean you won’t be… Continue reading Goodbye, So Long, Goodbye!
There was a time, some sixty years ago, that I believed that most families had lives like the Cleaver family, of Leave It To Beaver fame. Mrs. Cleaver would often be seen vacuuming the floor in her dress and ‘high heels’ wearing a pearl necklace and full-makeup. And Mr. Cleaver, mostly wore suits and ties,… Continue reading A ‘Nooner’ at the Nat
During the Spring of 2017, I separated from a forty year marriage and began planning a new life for Holly Golightly and me. And as much as it pains me to write about such a private matter, I wanted to be very clear about one thing – it was not because of infidelity or anything nasty… Continue reading Chasing a Dream
I was finally moving into my new apartment, and it had only taken me a week to find it despite the numerous ‘No Vacancy’ signs hanging outside most of the high rises in the West End. It was on Alberni Street, a few feet from Stanley Park, and it had an excellent view of Coal… Continue reading My First Blind Date