THE ART OF THE #SELFIE

I often wonder how a perfectly respectable camera dodging introvert like me could have raised one of the all time great selfie posting maniacs to ever have graced Facebook.

My daughter, Chloe, a self-confessed selfie posting maniac

KOHOS BEFORE BROS.

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As the youngest of four children, I will always remember those special moments growing up when, seemingly out of nowhere,
the gauntlet would be thrown and my brothers Danny and Kevin would begin fisticuffing right in the middle of my teaching lesson with my imaginary, but still somehow awful students.

WILL CLOSE FOR CATS

There is a great secondhand store I visit from time to time that is filled to the rafters with furniture, pictures, knick knacks, collectibles, sheets, dishes, pots, pans, blankets, mugs, books, and more! 

A TIME FOR SANDALS

In my earlier post, Kitsch Culture, I reflected on why our culture feels the need to collect crap - ie. souvenirs, tacky knick-knacks, and bulky bric-a brac. Things that inexplicably take hold of our sanity and convince us we need to have them in order to feel complete.

Past fads like pet rocks, mounted singing rubber fish, glass klackers, metal lawn darts and more recently, Beanie Babies are the physical evidence of this insanity. 

SUDBURY'S LOCK ON LOVE

Locked on love

You can add Sudbury to the growing list of cities around the world where the trend known as love locking has taken hold.

MY SPIRITUAL JOURNEY IS DEEPER THAN YOURS

"Get ready for the Buddha Cannonball!"

I have recently been walking a spiritual path and boy, are my arms tired.

I'LL PASS ON PASSING ON

If death had a door there would be a sign that welcomed salesmen, peddlers, solicitors and people from all religious denominations.