Dear Winter
Dear Winter, We need to talk. I realize you’re busy with the snow production, as well as the freezing rain and blustery winds, but if you wouldn’t mind taking a break for a moment? Thanks much. You and I have always had a somewhat testy relationship, but I’d like to believe that I’ve learned to…
Pluck: The Myth of Overcoming Illness and Disability
Updated July 14, 2024 The other day, as I was doing preliminary research for how I’d to spend my two allotted monthly credits at Audible, I came across a new release called Strong at the Broken Places: Voices of Illness, a Chorus of Hope, which looks pretty interesting. I haven’t fully made up my mind…
Silent Poetry Reading: Thomas Traherne
I’d almost forgotten about the Bloggers’ Silent Poetry Reading that has happened for three years now on the Feast of St. Brigid, but I think I can get in under the wire. This year, I’m going to be posting part of a poem by Thomas Traherne, who entered my life in a completely sneaky and…
Selfcontrol
The Tech God came over last night to change the battery in my iPod and I am eternally grateful, because for every four hours of charge time, it gave me 2 1/2 hours of play and who can read books like that? So, after he’s finished his dinner, he gets out the tools and starts…
Hubris
I’ve just made a new friend, who also has chronic pain and during a discussion of pain management techniques, I held forth with great confidence and rather alarming (and likely annoying) length about how important it is to ‘listen to your body’, ‘work within your limits’, ‘save energy for the next day’ and I believe…
Defending Tom
At the end of last week, I saw a reference to the Scientology training video with Tom Cruise that apparently has everybody snickering and commenting on “Mr. Looney Tunes”‘ latest exhibition of strange behaviour. So I hunted it down on Defamer and settled in to watch, prepared to witness the weirdness that is Tom these…
Change of Plans
I wrote a post last night. Suspected it was one characterized by some rambling idiocy, but nevermind – I write posts like that all the time, right? However, this morning, in the bright light of day, the post revealed itself to be a) rambling idiocy; and b) rambling idiocy without a point. So it’s been…
To Be Expected: A Tale of Mole Surgery
Update June 11, 2022 I was a teenager in the 70s. Back in those days, it was all about the tanning. About baking in the sun until you burned to a crisp, because you had to burn before you could tan. To facilitate this burning, we’d spray ourselves repeatedly with water or use oil, in…
From Sex Object to the Fourth Plinth
This week’s been beautiful in Toronto. Positively spring-like for a day or two and I was wandering down the street, most decidedly not wearing a jacket and whistling this song (which has been in my head for weeks now. Weeks) when I caught a man giving me an appreciative once-over in the chestal area. Which…