As I type this, I haven’t yet checked our lottery tickets for last night’s draw. You may be reading the blog of a multi-multi-millionaire who doesn’t even know that’s what he is. Perhaps that would finally start to bump up my web traffic (ha!) The draw was for $65 million, which is a ton of…
*Reporting Live From Ipperwash Beach* I’d thought that today was going to be more about poking around beach town than being at a beach, but the latter was voted for, so here we are. Taking a picturesque drive here revealed a huge section of beach that you can drive onto, so we opted for that…
*Reporting Live From Ipperwash Beach* We called an audible this morning and decided to try to shoot for a visit to an aunt’s place, the better part of three hours away, that this time didn’t involve clearing out more of my mother’s storage locker. Instead, it would be a visit to get to the beach…
I live near the Toronto shoreline in an area where we’re lucky enough to have various sized parks in easy walking and biking distance. It’s always been a joy to walk around because of the openness (physically, and for one’s eyes and soul to stretch a bit), and because you never know what birds you…
Today I was flashing back to a TV show idea that I’d gotten a few years back. It was about a single dad (I’m a dad) of a young girl, who has to get back into the workforce after years at home raising the kid (as I did), who in a bit of desperation for…
A couple of decades back I heard about someone’s suggestion for the “2-minute rule”. I used it for a while and then forgot about it. But given all the stuff we need to do around the house these days, I’m bringing it back. It’s super simple: Any task you’re presented with that will take you…
“Hey, man, how’s it going?” Hmm? Who’s this? “This is the central conceit of this bit. Go with it.” Um… okay? “Listen, it’s the end of the first week of your first try at Blaugust, and I just wanted to just check in and see how you’re doing with it.” Good, I think. I’m posting…
I’ve long maintained that I listen to a pretty wide variety of music. Classic rock was probably the first thing I really tweaked to — one of my earliest memories is of falling asleep on my mother’s lap at a casual house party my parents and I were attending, with the smell of pot in…
When I was preparing for this first swim into the waters of Blaugust, I was jotting down ideas for potential fodder for blog entries. It was just a simple checklist that I’d tick off as/if I used them. It struck me, though, that a number of them were negative in nature. Me pointing out bad…
We’re on the way to visit one of my aunts while we continue to clear out the remaining storage locker that has contained my mother’s belongings since she was admitted to long-term care with dementia ages ago and still is today. The cleaning out of these storage units has taken an embarrassingly long time to…