I just got back from what I like to call “unshopping” — a painful and ludicrous part of consumer culture. This is when we de-stuff-ify ourselves. In this particular hour, I made four stops: To the...
I had pancakes for breakfast yesterday and I took it totally for granted. God, how quickly we forget the hard times. Back in the day, (when I was living on...
Dear Danny, I just wanted to send you a note to tell you that I was thinking about you. I’ve got the kettle on and it happens that way. Whenever I go to make my...
There are lots of good reasons to love guys… My husband is SUCH a guy. He and I went to meet the OTHER Canadian Colin for coffee Sunday lunch-ish… I didn’t stay long as I had...
Colin Phillips, Karaoke King. K-Box, Cranbourne Mansions Private Karaoke Room The Berlin Room! Leiceister Square Saturday Night Colin did Sinatra and ABBA proud, and sang along with gusto. Maybe it was the Tsingo Taos talking. Or the influence...
Just when I thought it MIGHT be safe to go to work at the pub again. Nawp. Sure every other pub in town is sighing with relief at the death of England in the World Cup, but not...
I’d like to stop. I’m not addicted. I don’t have to have it. The problem is, I don’t, technically, have to give it up yet. No zygote. No pregnancy. No excuse. So why say ‘no’ to just one...
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