Monthly Archives: February 2015

Much there is that makes us distrustful of others in our daily experiences. Too often we find too few to trust or believe in the honesty of. Openness is a key state to receiving whatever benefits of love and affection. … Continue reading →

Early April, 2007. Driving back from Winnipeg after my mother’s death. I stopped the car north of Regina on a wide expanse of big sky prairie. Above me were mobile skeins of myriad bird flocks flying north for yet another spring … Continue reading →

I was never a Nimoy or Star Trek fan, though I used to enjoy a 16 mm film I showed in the classroom several times of him reading and explicating Robert Frost’s “Mending Wall”. He had a very good reading voice also … Continue reading →

(Brian Kells clowning–bottom right with sponge mop–and some of the S.H.C.I. Art Club 1966-67; my close friends Hugh Hanson–top left and Dave Cherrett–top right; we’re still connected today as well) (R. Glenn Martin, starting out promising Harvard graduate in the late … Continue reading →

or a good British series, you cannot beat the Poirot Complete Cases collection on DVD with David Suchet as Hercule Poirot. Having now watched 3 series from the set, I have yet to see a weak/er show. Excellent acting and … Continue reading →

(for me anyway). I find that it is nice to have the physical and inner parts and workings loosened up and freed. Although I live and enjoy life as a retired free man, massage has been a big bonus. Extra freedom … Continue reading →

The old drunk who arrogantly dropped in on the Edmonton shelter to tell the ‘bums’ to get jobs after he had axed thousands of jobs and ruined thousands of Alberta dreams and lives gets his comeuppance in today’s Edmonton Journal, … Continue reading →

(repeat of my earlier review of Boyhood) Hugely overrated. In no way is this film a masterpiece or a miracle. Weak trivial ‘plot’. Uninteresting episodes. Not much here of note. Boy himself lacks interest, depth, and consequence. Familiar domestic situations … Continue reading →

  1965 vintage VW. Side tent-flap up. Find Momo book already inside.

“Gwanpa, you come in here, too.”   “I can’t fit.” (Special Affects from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Calvin and Hobbes) Family Day=Family Play