On the radio last week, they were having a contest to win tickets to see Brian Wilson – of Beach Boys fame – in concert. I actually thought that Brian Wilson died a long time ago, which is the reason I am rarely, if ever, upset by celebrity deaths. I often think that the death […]
I have one simple request: to have sharks with fricking laser beams attached to their heads.
February 17, 2017 by 5 Comments
This week has been a seemingly endless series of irritations, both of the minor kind and of the more sweeping variety, and I have been – possibly due to Female Cyclical Emotional Upheaval – unable to keep my usual Om Shanti outlook and am instead empathizing with Cersei Lannister. Yesterday, I felt that I, too, could […]
Sweatin’ to the Oldies
February 10, 2017 by 3 Comments
I was driving home from yoga on Tuesday when I heard on the radio that Southern Alberta is under an extreme cold warning; Calgary is NOT included in this warning. I looked at the dashboard and the temperature read minus 26. What does a city have to do to get an extreme cold warning around here? It’s […]
Glory days
February 6, 2017 by 6 Comments
The other day I had just finished showering, preparing to teach an evening class, when the dryer finished its cycle. I brought the basket upstairs, in my bathrobe, and pulled on a pair of socks that were on top. I am now ruined for non-dryer-warmed socks. Regular socks are just a sad imitation of a […]
I, for one, welcome Shakira Law and look forward to much dancing in the future.
February 3, 2017 by 2 Comments
This morning I was at the barber shop with my youngest, and I popped on to twitter for only a moment. That moment was long enough to see this: YOU GUYS. I laughed and laughed because a) I am not and never have been a Tolkien fan, but even I know the Lord of the […]
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
January 31, 2017 by 4 Comments
This morning I heard Copacabana on the way home from yoga, and it set the tone for my whole day. I have been doing the merengue and the cha-cha all day, humming about yellow feathers in my hair and a dress cut down to there. At least I know all the words to Copacabana, which […]
If it’s not Scottish it’s crap.
January 27, 2017 by 4 Comments
I have been browsing through a Facebook page for a brand-new, just-opened-in-November, Mexican resort. On the page are the sort of reviews one might expect: terribly bitter complaints about some small bit of incomplete construction or a delay in service on opening week, complaints about having to walk fifty steps from the pool in order […]
