When I was a kid, we used to go to the Westwood Theatre most of the time when we wanted to go to the movies. It was located in Etobicoke, or should I say the former Etobicoke, in the midst of that traffic monstrosity known… Read More
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Why do you listen to all that traditional music anyway?
I may have shared this before, I’m not sure. This is the kind of thing I like to have around for those days when people say, hey why do you listen to all that traditional music anyway? This is just right, just perfect.
Sneakers on a wire
It’s a widely held belief around these parts that sneakers on a wire have to do with marking the boundaries of gang territory or signifying the presence or availability of certain drugs. A pair of sneakers appeared the other day on a wire crossing 27th… Read More
What are you reading these days?
Having just finished By Blood by Ellen Ullman, I’m about to start Canada by Richard Ford. I don’t know much about it except that it is about the life of a teen-aged boy whose parents rob a bank, and that it was published last year… Read More
By Blood
I started reading By Blood by Ellen Ullman on my road-trip and finished it up tonight. Ms. Ullman challenges us early on to suspend our disbelief with a premise that might seem overly contrived, but I bought in and was well rewarded with a somewhat… Read More
The Kittens
Gracie and Phyllis (Gracie is the one with the shorter hair)…
Poppies & Peonies
Give me an “M”
During the week I was away, the shovel garden grew madly. I added an “M” to the Imagination Station behind.
Teacup bird feeders
Tuffy P asked me to make a couple teacup birdfeeders for the garden. This involves simply drilling holes through cups and saucers and installing them on the end of threaded steel rods using nuts and washers. Here they are….
Sunday Afternoon
27th Street 