mini reviews on most things cultural
I’m sitting in the shady corner of the porch. The leaves on the trees are still lush and green providing a natural awning from the surrounding windows. It’s sunny and bright but the air is cleanly cool, not bracing. There is no subtle foreboding that soon all will be naked Read more…
Queen Elizabeth died. I tested positive for Covid.We both had a good long run. No I am not comparing myself to one of the longest reigning monarchs of all time. But at the end of the day we are all dust and ashes. And before that we are a multitude Read more…
When I started acting in Hollywood I believed every audition was a potential Golden Ticket. All my fortunes could change overnight based on my interpretation of a few pages of dialogue. All I had to do was learn my lines, come up with interesting behavior for the character, make bold Read more…
I feel bad about my ‘socials’ habit. I’m told it’s not my fault. The algorithms are set up that way. Intentionally addictive. There’s always just one more. Scroll scroll scroll along, very unmerrily, and then inevitably forget the damn thing I wanted to post in the first place. I have one Read more…
The province is going into its third lockdown. Minneapolis is in the spotlight as the George Floyd murder trial begins. Traumas are resurrected. Spring seems to have had a false start. Everyone is grieving. Even if you don’t know it. Even if you do, it might be deeper than you Read more…
I love a list. I love the satisfaction of crossing something off it. One slash of ink and it is obliterated. Wielding lead and pen like a superpower. One stroke at a time the looming monolith of the day’s tasks is felled. I strike a hero’s pose and my metaphoric Read more…
We’re halfway through our month ladies! Have you been celebrating our incredible feats despite cruel odds? Have you celebrated your wins? We amaze me. I’ve been reflecting on the women in my personal history who’ve wittingly, and not, contributed to my journey thus far. One post isn’t enough to pay Read more…
Who remembers this story; a boy walking home notices another kid carrying all their books and school gear, the kid stumbles and falls (or gets pushed) and the boy offers a hand. On the walk they talk and bond and the other boy shares that he had cleared out his Read more…