Oh my dears… It is reflection time. We are being chipped away at by His Royal Highness Of the South. An orange glow pervades world-wide media. An evil grin lights the sky. The man I speak of is not well or at least probably lacks empathy, I am not a doctor so cannot be certain.Continue reading “May 18, 2026”
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Second Class
(Father has a business, strictly second hand…) Second Class Oh gosh. It happened again. Darn. I met someone, we started chatting… he says to me, “How about if we have dinner?” I say…”..Oh, yeah..” Then, after we set a date, exchange phone numbers, I start to think this could be something to pursue? Maybe. MMM.Continue reading “Second Class”
By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise
I could not sleep longer than 3am. The best I could think to do was to grab hold of Facebook and scroll away. I did so. I am weak. This is not good. The man, Mr. Zuckerberg and his company, his cheating and lying and good ‘ol college boy antics / attitude have taken usContinue reading “By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise”
(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)
I am enjoying refuge at Starbucks, in their clean well-lighted place, but I am not Hemingway, he was more closeted than I ever have been. I sorta feel bad for him. An honest adventurer who couldn’t consider the whole picture, a real man who didn’t understand.. but I digress. There stood a time, once, forContinue reading “(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)”
Caution
Proceed with caution, dear audience. The possibilities follow imagination. Take good care to remain positive, to find humour where there is none, to enjoy that the dentist’s face is often upside down…. There is more to come, I have awakened once again.
I did not mean it
this time or that other time. I stand humbled by algorithm and the need to express myself. I am as weak as any other one of us. The designers of social media programs have done their homework and we are vulnerable. Being the human being that we are often challenged to be is not anContinue reading “I did not mean it”
You Cannot Say Hoar Frost Anymore
Spring returnsto Thirsty Harbour,whose thawing windows reveal slowjust how fast a once-trickle streamflows, constant now,without promise or flavour. Mudded brown,many mixed and broken thingsswirl downas watch then we old news,the morning, the night,each lighted bright and piled onthe noon. Someone pulled a golden handlemarked ‘flush’and our glorious daysby manufactured magic rushto disappear.Who knows when itContinue reading “You Cannot Say Hoar Frost Anymore”
The Clock Alone Has Time
Time,the shining mother ship,transports our trusting souls,aloft, a-sail,across the dome of space. Wind and circumstance,by strong or gentle motion,bend what they are passing,so can time be proven.(A thing was here that nowis there. I am baldwho once had hair.) Contrariwise,I true believe,we never leave the moment.There is no was andwill no futurecertain be,though ebb andflood,Continue reading “The Clock Alone Has Time”
Regarding Bill C-11 in the Canadian Parliament
The Internet Streaming Act or Bill C-11 is causing a major stir amongst service providers, less so among service users. Youtube claims that the act will cause Canadian content creators to lose their audience, not increase their audience as is the stated aim of the bill. Since the Canadian content creators have larger portions ofContinue reading “Regarding Bill C-11 in the Canadian Parliament”
Pussy Cats, Candy Crush and Angry Birds
Have you noticed, I have, that politics are poison? A poison made more deadly by the delivery device? Yeah? Why? I think I know why and I think I know a lot of other illusory stuff, too. I am pretty smart. I am smart like a TV or a phone. Today, everyone has an opinionContinue reading “Pussy Cats, Candy Crush and Angry Birds”
Robert On The Air 