If we talked about what happened in Charlottesville the same way we talk about events in a foreign country, here’s how Western media would cover it.
Reading: “Instead of ruthlessly abusing each weekday as if it is some blunt utilitarian instrument, what if we leveraged everything we had to make each day stand for itself?”
Reading: “The opioid epidemic could kill hundreds of thousands in the next decade. But America can beat it, with the right political will.”
Meanwhile, in Canada… “There is no pride in saying ‘we are better than you,’ especially when we are not.”
When my heart feels heavy, I find levity by writing letters to friends. This card, among others, is a ray of sunshine on a dark day.
“People find joy in so many different ways, and that joy, in whatever way it is found, should be celebrated.“ I like the photos of your lunch.
The story of the Duck Tales theme, history’s catchiest single minute of music. And now you’ll have that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day.
Reading: “The worst thing as an urban dweller is to be stuck with the auto as your only option.”
Reading: “Men are trash; we need to listen to women when they flame us w/ the truth about ourselves. It’s only when shitty behaviors are confronted that true behavioral change begins to takes place.”
This evening, L and I decided to embrace our inner teenagers: we went bowling, ate fast food, watched a blockbuster movie in the theatres, and went glow-in-the-dark mini-golfing. An evening full of delight, laughter, and so much fun.
Wait: thousands of bags of Doritos washed ashore a decade ago and nobody called me when it happened? I thought you were all my friends…
It’s raining outside, so I figure it’s a good time to share The Pessimist’s Umbrella: www.theschooloflife.com/shop/the-…
A short blog post about reading fifty books this year so far, and how I wish I could read much slower, to slow everything down, in the second half of the year.
Reading: “We are ancestors. We are descendants. And while we can’t fix the problems of the past in the present, we can make sure that we break the patterns that formed those problems.”
July was a dry month; our lawn, like those of our neighbors, was tinged with beige no matter how much we watered the grass. Last night, the rain came, torrential, unrelenting, loud, almost frightening. I stared out the window and rejoiced at the majesty of the downpour.
Reading: “Nostalgia, which fuels our resentment toward change, is a natural human impulse.”
Reading: “By keeping your book in one location each time, you free yourself from the distractions of a commute or the pounding waves of a beach. As a result, a strange new relationship forms, between you, the voice of the book, and the room.”
You’ll find the West Loop near the edge of Springbank Park. It’s a modest walking trail of about 2.5km, from the parking lot, down to the river, then back up past the playground. L and I do this loop often in the evenings: an after-dinner stroll to settle our bellies and spirits.
Reading: “For us to be fully effective as a humans, entertainment is a critical outlet, because otherwise we might just be ruminating on all the problems in the world, sending our minds into downward spirals.”
Friends from out of town came to visit today. We spent the day in the backyard, swimming in the pool, snacking on the patio, eating grilled goodness from the barbecue, laughing and chatting, and catching up on life. A perfect Sunday afternoon.