Moving Day (Or Week) II ….
What a mess! So the detritus of four decades of reading lie in a motley pile against a wall …
What a mess! So the detritus of four decades of reading lie in a motley pile against a wall …
Any semi-serious reader who has moved knows it is a weighty matter. Books are heavy. When you’re …
“A fathomless secret of the cosmic flowings that we call Life is their separation into two sexes.”—Oswald Spengler, Decline …
“Feeling summertime sadness? Seasonal affective disorder is not just a winter thing.” “Are you polychronic or monochronic? Struggling …
We construct our own complexity cages and then obediently step inside and close the door on ourselves. Once inside …
Call us lone wolves. Sometimes Steppenwolves. Lately I’ve come across a new term: Sigma males. We’re not …
You hear Saint Louis before you see him. He wanders the lower Plateau with his dog Cookie singing his …
No quotes today. No high minded thoughts. Sometimes I just sit on a bench in my favourite …
Fatigue and ruin Recently I’ve been boning up on my Canadiana with a short book on the history of …
The year must have been ‘78 or ‘79 and I was fifteen years old. The costumed and face-painted …