Happy Jolabokaflod!
For several years now, my wife and daughter and I have celebrated Jolabokaflod, the Icelandic tradition of giving books to each other on Christmas Eve. The phra...
For several years now, my wife and daughter and I have celebrated Jolabokaflod, the Icelandic tradition of giving books to each other on Christmas Eve. The phra...
My phone is dying. It’s a Samsung Galaxy S8, which was not quite the best one available from Samsung at the time, because I’m one of those types who...
To say I enjoy music is a huge understatement. There is no other art that speaks to me so deeply in such a breadth of emotion. It’s more than just being g...
Being in Canada, we get plenty of our entertainment from American sources. Sometimes on TV, that comes via American broadcasters who, of course, run American co...
There are times I’m struck by unexpectedly gorgeous art, be it a photograph or illustration or painting, as well as other arts, like writing. I’m no...
A few days ago I wrote about the personal issues I’ve dealt with of being full-to-overflowing with news and social media for years, and the peace and enjo...
Today marks the last day of my month away from Twitter and Mastodon (and Tumblr, which I recently realized I was still on). What I will or won’t do with T...
I read an interesting article this week about the growing problem of using the term “guys” when referring to a group that isn’t strictly male ...
I recently wrote about my choice to take a one-month hiatus from all social media (or rather, the scant social sites I’m on these days), and how that̵...
Social Medialess October isn’t a thing. But perhaps it should be. I finally quit Facebook a handful of months back after long intending to ditch it for go...