*thinking* “Shoot, I’m late. Better call a cab.” “Wait. I’m not nearly ready and if I rush I’m going to forget something. Better get everything together first, then when I’m about five minutes from being ready – THEN call.” “Good.” I nodded to myself. “Smart thinking” I ignored the brightly coloured fairy lights flitting around [...]
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Whirling and whirling
Posted: January 24, 2012 in ADHD, LifeTags: ADD, ADHD, backtrack, forget, humor, Life, living, meds, shiny
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Tell the Truth
Posted: January 19, 2012 in Life, living, truth-tellingTags: blather, capricious, chit-chat, fire, I hate phones, living, passion, risk, romance, scary, truth
“I DON’T BELIEVE YOU ALVIN!!!” Teacher barked in clear frustration. ”You’re acting. Stop it!” Teacher sat back in his chair, face all red, incensed. “Bob, sit down. Let me work with him.” Bobby quickly made his way to his seat and Teacher stood up at the front of the room and faced Alvin. “You’re [...]
Rainy Paradise
Posted: January 2, 2012 in Life, living, writingTags: alternative medicine, Canada, friendly people, massage, more rain, organic foods, rain, rainforest, Tofino, travel, wellness, yoga, young people
“You need to pay more attention to your Chi.” I heard those words while sitting in a diner in Tofino, B.C. today. Seemed to resonate soundly, fitting completely with the laid back young atmosphere of this rainy little resort town. Tofino is a beautiful anomaly. It hardly rarely gets any warmer than 15 degrees during [...]
The extent to which people will go to separate you from your money is ridiculously amazing sometimes. I was thinking about this when it got to be time to go through and see the fish caught in the helpful spam net provided by WordPress – comments that never made it to my blogs because of [...]
Sometimes the privilege come your way and you don’t even realize it until the moment’s gone. That serendipitous moment that leaves you stunned and staring in disbelief. You don’t even want to move, because you might blink and in blinking you might miss a crucial half second of this moment. So you just stand there, [...]
Voyeur and Voyager
Posted: November 21, 2011 in Life, living, writingTags: art, bits and bites, creativity, death, disease, instability, Jitterbug Perfume, joy, Life, nesting, The Machine, Tom Robbins, writing
How much electronic pain must be suffered at the delighted hands of masochistic fairy muses, who flit about teasing the writer with half-formed ideas? All day long this one has been continually dive-bombed by brilliant sparkling thoughts, only to see them fade away as soon as the mental hand reaches out to grasp. At [...]
Advice to My Teenage Self
Posted: November 13, 2011 in ADHD, Life, livingTags: acting, ADHD, advice, awareness, empathy, Jitterbug Perfume, Life, music, open mind, prejudice
If you could write a letter to yourself when you were sixteen, what would you say? Joseph Galliano, an editor, has compiled a list of letters from people many of us know, and has created a book from that collection, entitled “Dear Me. A Letter to My Sixteen-Year-Old Self”. So….. What would I say? It [...]
Just Tell It To Me Quick Doc – I’ve Got Places To Be
Posted: November 10, 2011 in ADHD, LifeTags: ADHD, Chinese medicine, ethics, Indian medicine, Médecins Sans Frontières, pills, placebo, psychsomatic illness, quick diagnosis, self-diagnosis
“You’re having trouble urinating? Here’s a script for OxyContin. Won’t help the problem, but you won’t care anymore.” You wouldn’t trust a doctor who treated you this way, and neither would I. Some patients are looking for just such treatment though – and for them, a doctor who did this would be a god-send. There [...]
Trying on Some Moccasins
Posted: October 22, 2011 in Life, livingTags: Arab Spring, being poor, mortgage, no house, no job, Occupy Wall Street, OWS, protests, Tiananmen Square
You know, when the news first came out about the Occupy Wall Street protests and demonstrations, my cynicism kicked in. There were no clear demands. I didn’t know what they wanted. They had lots of complaints, but little to no information on “what should we do about it?” In the 60′s, the protesters demanded peace. [...]
Laughing, Loons, Lakes and Landings – Our Canoe Trip Part 3 of 3
Posted: October 19, 2011 in humor, Life, livingTags: back pain, bears, camping, canoeing, lions and tigers and bears oh--no just bears, loons, Pepper spray, sunsets
The final campsite looked over the water of the lake to the west. When we found it initially I was just glad we had found something. A place to set up our tent. I had no idea of the beauty we were going to eventually see. I’m sure Angie did. Not me though – my [...]
Camping Nemesis – Now It’s Personal (Our Canoe Trip, Part 2)
Posted: September 23, 2011 in humor, LifeTags: camping, canoeing, I detest bugs, I hate bugs, It's not that I've got a bug phobio oh who am I kidding bugs terrify me
(This is a continuation of the story of our summer canoe trip. If you missed the first one, go here) As long as I could remember, I had a fear of bugs. Not the kind of stand-on-the-chair-hold-your-skirts-and-scream-like-a-little-girl fear. No, it was a dread that went bone-deep. A loathing that made my mouth go [...]
Hijacked City-Boy
Posted: September 15, 2011 in humor, LifeTags: are we there yet?, Canoe, canoeing, even more pain, excruciating pain, fear, pain, pain where you feel like you want to die but can't, panic, Portage, really bad pain, Skype, the things we do for love
I don’t know. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I hadn’t seen her for a couple of years, at least. Frankly, I had lost count of the number of months that had gone by since I’d last spoken face-to-face with my daughter. Other than on Skype of course. Skype is the poor [...]
One Sunny Morning
Posted: September 11, 2011 in LifeTags: 9/11, America, anger, Bush, Canada, grief
That fateful morning, I was grumbling, because I was late for work. My office was 50 km. (30 miles) away and I had to wait for the next city to city commuter bus. Funny what you remember, isn’t it? The little things. The bus air conditioning was freezing, almost unbearable. I remember cursing inwardly, because [...]
Might Be Goy
Posted: August 22, 2011 in dating, humor, Life, living, romanceTags: apartment, artistic license, climate control, dating, humor, Jewish, living, water pressure
Have to admit: since moving in to the new place I find I’m falling more and more in heavy like with it. Not yet willing to pilot the boat to the end of the Tunnel of “Love” just yet. Give it time. Oh there are a few little annoyances. Like the fact that the laundry [...]
Rocky Romances
Posted: August 19, 2011 in dating, humor, LifeTags: broken hearts, drinking, Life, Monday, romance, weekend, wild
Look, Monday. You can’t keep showing up on my doorstep. Every time you do, you say the same thing. “We can make it work.” And, “I promise you, this time I won’t mess you up. I’ll set the alarm this time. Make you some coffee.” Every time, I let you in, and every time – [...]
Summer Sponge
Posted: July 29, 2011 in Life, livingTags: clubs, conversations, David Bowie, flirting, night, summer, walking, warmth
Everywhere you go, you hear complaints about the heat this summer. You understand. You’ve walked out into the oven blast usually experienced by workers at pizza shops. Your shirt soaked with sweat testifies to the minimal movement required to raise your temperature. But when the night comes and the summer breeze washes your face….. well isn’t [...]
People Soup
Posted: July 21, 2011 in Life, livingTags: aboriginals, behaviour, father, homeless, homosexuality, Toronto, weird
People here are fascinating. And not in a “gee, what wonderfully intellectual stimulation” sense. I mean behaviours are just so far outside of what I consider “the norm” that time chases its own tail trying to keep up. Toronto is defined from the mix of its people who make their way here from all [...]
Release
Posted: June 24, 2011 in humor, Life, living, writingTags: divorce, living, marriage, taxi, writing
The capricious breeze sauntered carelessly through his stubborn hair, pushing this way and that until the dogged gel that was holding everything together finally sighed, shrugged its shoulders and gave up. Whereupon, the follicle company, mimicking the primordial warrior dance of the galaxies, began its mad performance. The hair’s owner, oblivious to the upper level [...]
Evaporate Into The Light
Posted: June 16, 2011 in LifeTags: dream, dreaming, Jitterbug Perfume, living, martyr, The Machine
The average looking girl, with her dirty blond hair in ponytail and harried face slips into the subway car and into her seat without anyone giving her notice. She’s not participating in the collective consciousness of the riders. She may as well not even be there. At the next stop, a guy walks in, clad in jeans [...]
