Monthly Archives: September 2019

One of a continuing series of authors and the famous whom I’ve encountered in night dreams. Auden was younger than this pic, in his forties, but his face was still very recognizable, even without the deep lines of his later … Continue reading →

is symptomatic of the belated end of the long-past British Empire in the Brexit era. Other long-time businesses will likely follow. Harrod’s? Anything is now possible.

“But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have to stand naked” –Bob Dylan, “It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)”, Bringing It All Back Home, 1965 A.D.

Google ‘Canada Post store’ to see most of the very limited edition items now available. (There is also a First Day cover and a cut sheet.)

(taken by my daughter on her patio)

what’s an individual to do? Well, having causes and taking actions for what believes in still works. I still drop money in the jars for causes and support charities I believe in that need support. I still speak up when … Continue reading →

Superior shit stuff all the way: Trudeau. “Some animals are more equal than others.” Smiling as he apologized yesterday: the depth of his sincerity and honesty. He has long had zero credibility and substance. His favorite/main trait is ‘dressing up’ … Continue reading →

The Tin Palace still lives with the excellent outdoor patio and the semi-outdoor section (where my party sat) which feels like it’s outdoors with overhead cover and openable windows. Still not much they can do about occasional vehicles suddenly roaring … Continue reading →

when old rock stars who are older than you are dying and you’ve never even heard of them or can’t identify one of their songs.

The blinds were closed that Sunday September afternoon. I had closed them for my wife’s father who, otherwise, would have been blinded by the light as we watched the football game on the tube. A familiar context, for sure, and … Continue reading →