Greed is the future? I’m GenX, and finding big financial success was all the rage when I was at university. Money was on almost everyone’s mind. The commerce faculties were flourishing in the nineties – people had taken all the wrong lessons from the movie, Wall Street – and many of the people I interacted with on campus had big plans to make big bucks. … Continue reading I Don’t Look Ahead – an off-the-cuff joint.
I live in British Columbia, and our motto is “Welcome to Beautiful B.C.” because we tell it like it is. The mountains, the coast, the interior, the north; the oceans, the rivers, the lakes, the islands – all of it’s fantastic. We’re spoiled for choice. It’s also large – B.C. is one-and-a-half again of Texas and nearly four times the size of Great Britain. And … Continue reading The Solo Retreat
I haven’t had a vacation I’ve not had a real vacation since before 2019. In fact, my last real vacation was my aborted attempt at a solo trip to Mazatlan. It didn’t end particularly well. There was a weekend up to Salmon Arm with my friendly acquaintances in the summer of 2022, although my memories of that one are tainted by my discovery that I … Continue reading Weekday getaways with a side of anxiety – an off-the-cuff joint.
My mom died on January 4, 2024, and we’re approaching that time. Autumn is when things got really hard. Autumn is when she started talking about ending treatment. Side effects are a hellscape sometimes. I find I’m spinning my wheels a bit as the anniversary beckons. Much of my movement these days is lateral. My ‘give a damn’ is a bit broken. Unless you cut … Continue reading Grief anniversaries- an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 