Just prior to Christmas I posted my intentions to donate money to Kiva, an international aid organization that distributes loans to budding entrepreneurs in the third world. I chose four people based on their business proposals and loaned each of them $25. toward their modest goal. …
I look with a bit of envy at painters who sell their stuff online.  …
In response to a bunch of comments about comments and the lack of them in response to my blogs, I’m happy to say that the ability to leave them has now arrived! …
I was one of the first of my peer group to get on Facebook and now I use it regularly. But does that put me on top of what’s hot? Apparently not! Facebook is, like, so last year! …
This afternoon I’m talking to first year students in the Broadcast Journalism course at Fanshawe College. It’s an unusual time in our industry and it will be fascinating for me to assess how much they’re plugged into what’s going on.  …
I forgot to blog today! …
I spent last weekend in the company of my wonderful friend Erin Davis at her cottage. …
Barack Obama will be sworn in as US President today. And I’m a little nervous about it. …
I’d like to apologize to the woman mentioned in yesterday’s blog, who mindlessly ate a meal on the subway. She might possibly be the Queen of Class compared to what I saw in Union Station yesterday! …
I hadn’t been on the Toronto subway system for a few months. …
I dropped into 680 News yesterday, a planned brief visit, the first one since I left its employ two and a half months ago. …
It happens. It sucks, but it happens. …
When will special interest groups ever learn? You can’t change the world by yelling louder or staging stunts that don’t appeal to the masses. …
It had to be too good to be true. …
A California college student is auctioning off her virginity to pay for her education in – of all things – Family and Marriage Therapy.  She already has a degree in Women’s Studies. You can’t make this stuff up. …
Are you as confused about health studies as I am? …
Here’s something I don’t understand about the nouveau riche “ladies who lunch” in the upper echelon of society. You know, the women who are buffed to a high sheen from weekly manicures and facials and plan their schedules around committee meetings about fundraisers and the like? Why are they so often described as a “socialite and handbag designer” by reporters? Does the world need thousands of people to draw blueprints for purses? …
My Little Sister starts college on Monday. But only by the skin of her teeth and not through any fault of her own. …