55 Hours for Hope
Since quitting my radio job, Rev. Kevin George is one of the people I miss seeing the most. His weekly visit to the CJBK roundtable was a delight. His Twitter handle, @itsjustkevy, says a lot about who he is.
…Since quitting my radio job, Rev. Kevin George is one of the people I miss seeing the most. His weekly visit to the CJBK roundtable was a delight. His Twitter handle, @itsjustkevy, says a lot about who he is.
…When you see me, you’d never guess that I’m disabled. But, with hearing loss and by wearing hearing aids, I have a disability. It doesn’t require anything from anyone else except perhaps a little extra patience when I’m having trouble hearing them.
…I’ll never give up my Post-It notes until they pry them from my cold, dead hands!
…If you’re not familiar, Walk a Mile in Her Shoes is an international fundraising walk that’s not like all the others. In various towns and cities, the annual stroll supports different charities and organizations. In London, it’s Anova.
…Let’s see what people who don’t want to live honest lives are up to this week, shall we? The delivery scam is a new one making the rounds in the UK, so it’s a matter of time until we hear about it on this side of the pond because it works.
…License plates across Ontario continue to peel. Mine has just started to shred, and I’d better act quickly if I want to replace it for free.
…Wi-fi in this apartment is as weak as a hamster sneeze. Pages load slowly and sometimes only partially. Videos don’t play and audio files definitely don’t upload.
…One drunk driver caused an awful lot of chaos, terror, and destruction in London last week.
……If you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word… nothing actually happens.
― Richard Curtis (writer of Love, Actually and other great works)
Say so long to the tiny soaps, shampoos, and conditioners in hotel rooms. One chain’s doing it so you know they’ll all follow.
…Did you hear that so-and-so did something unpleasant and now they’re accused of something even worse? You didn’t?? Well, lean in and I’ll tell you what I know!
…A couple went to a show at London’s Budweiser Gardens. It was a last-minute decision and they purchased seats in the only section available – the nosebleed section. Their heads were touching the ceiling. It was so high (how high was it?) Cheech and Chong were up there with them. They couldn’t see through the clouds. You get the idea.
…I shopped like I was training for the Olympics when I was a teen. With a girlfriend or two, or my Mom, I could make a day of a trip to Eastgate Square in Hamilton. Back then, there were other great places to visit nearby including Boo-Boo’s (the latest denim with minor flaws) and Mother’s Pizza for lunch. (“Pick your Mother’s up or we’ll run her over!”)
…These email scammers are creative, I’ll give them that.
…As a child of the late 60s and the 70s, it always irked me when people called a 45 centre a “spider”. “Oh, that’s what it was called”, they said. “They”, being amateur historians who weren’t there when 45s were the most popular way to play music and needed the special bit of plastic to fit them onto a record player spindle! Harrumph, and other sounds of indignation…
…Occasionally, my husband develops a blotch on his skin. As a human being, he is as susceptible to skin changes. When this blotch is red, I will invariably suggest that he allow me to dab on a little bit of concealer. He will invariably recoil in horror and run like a cheetah to another room.
…Have you ever wondered how much more time you would spend outside if it wasn’t for the Internet? Me neither. I’m too busy viewing nature photos online.
…I’ve written about decisions a time or two because I find them fascinating. A boss I once had refused to make any decisions. He was so worried about making the wrong one, he made none. From him, I learned it’s better to decide on something and perhaps change your mind later, than to not decide at all and leave everybody around you wanting to pummel you with a wiffle bat.
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