Counting Beers Back in 2000, when we first moved into our place in Dunham, Quebec, on a beautiful spring day, I noticed a pickup truck parked outside by the mailbox. Rotating on its top was a radar thingofamabob which I found curious. There was a woman sitting in the cab looking down at some notes. I… Continue reading Counting Beers
Did I say, “Easy to do”? Most people who strongly believe that they couldn’t sit for 20 minutes haven’t learned how to meditate properly.
What attracts me to a song is inevitably the melody or rhythm. The lyric is the icing on the cake. A great song combines a meaningful lyric with an unforgettable melody.
My wife paid me scant attention this morning while I was leaving for work– she had her face in my new iPod playing her favourite game: Scrabble.
After mulling this over a few minutes, I stopped and wondered: What would Aliens think as they listened to Earth’s different peoples talking to each other
I think that it was my mother who told me, many years ago, that there would always be someone better than me in something.