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It's a Box Hill kind of day. Oh, not because it's so hot and sticky - quite the opposite: apparently we've just had the coldest ...

When I was younger, I used to wish I could write songs. Music, for so much of my life, has been an expression of who I am, but I've alwa...

Comparatively... I'm not doing so badly. On the other hand, comparatively, I'm a loser. In case you missed it, I've been compari...

I'm in the middle of a conversation with a new friend about pictures. It all began with a metaphor which cropped up in a discussion we h...

It's a day for randomness. Here are some tidbits of thoughts running through my mind today. I'm mourning the death of a magnificent ...

We had some kitten drama this past week. Took Morty to the vet for his SPCA-mandated checkup, and the vet diagnosed a fever. Did you know ca...

I've learned something in my twenty-five years of living in Canada: when in doubt, talk of the weather. It's a legacy of Canada'...