Twelve Hours.
That’s what it took to go from this: To this: I did some other sorting in another area of the basement too, but the big focus was the craftsplosion area. Continue Reading →
Month: June 2010
57 Channels and Nothing On
There’s far more than 57 channels now, but Springsteen was right even then. TV is overflowing with crap. And yet, I still watch it because somewhere among that crap are Continue Reading →
The other F word.
In this case, F is for Feminist. I find it hard to believe that I have not written about my uneasy relationship with this word in all of my years Continue Reading →
Retro-Censorship at the War Experience Museum in London
When I heard about this on CBC this morning, I yelled at the radio. Basically, the poster welcoming visitors to the Winston Churchill’s Britain at War Experience in London, U.K. Continue Reading →
Sunday again?
The past week flew by, partly because my sleep patterns got thrown out of sync. Never mind though, I reset by Friday morning because even though I was working from Continue Reading →
Screenwriter’s eye
When I awoke this morning, I had been dreaming of the mess my van was in after trying to hastily back out of a parking space but instead entangling it Continue Reading →