I admit, I’ve dabbled. And while I don’t recommend going to a psychic, especially just ANY psychic, I find that in certain pockets of my life I’m drawn to the experience. My most recent…
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I have mice. Not your normal everyday nocturnal eat your food and run mice. I have Frat Boy mice. They party all day and all night. They streak across my living room in broad…
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My favorite part of Nic’s new motherhood post was her sweet husband blurting out how she was still sexy. In today’s enlightened times men have more awareness of female sexuality (clitoris, g-spot, right?) and…
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Imagine that you’re at home, wearing paint splattered mesh shorts, no shirt, a sleeping bra with leak guards, your hair is falling put of a haphazard bun, and your glasses are doing nothing to…
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I love Kennedy Town (aka K-Town) and there are nearly a hundred reasons why. Above is a pictorial view, only a small smattering, of the location where I currently reside in Hong Kong. By…
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A recent night out at the bowling alley with my closest friends from graduate school brought on a little uncomfortable situation: one of my best friends told me in a sort of nonchalant way…
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It is snowing in Wellington. Properly snowing. Which just doesn’t happen here…At least not for the past 40 years. There is snow in the garden. And while it continues to cause transit headaches, the…
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First, a footnote that we’ll come back to later. [1] When I graduated from high school I wasn’t keen on leaving my smallish BC town for university. I wanted to stay close to family, friends…
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In one state in Australia, christian chaplains are allowed to go into public schools and teach religion for half an hour a week. This fact has been the source of controversy and debate, in…
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There was a time, when I’d be sitting on our white leather couch, too sad to be entertained by television and stare out onto the icy, snow covered lake. In my fantasy I’d gracefully…