Ever get asked if you want to donate to a charity while at the checkout of a grocery store? I have been asked and made the contribution. It makes you feel good to give a little to help. In fact I read about a study that asked people how they felt after doing something good or kind for a stranger. The response was positive, they felt good. A follow ( Read more... )

The one thing about ranting to yourself is you wish there was someone you could share your thoughts with. But you know if you call up any of your "friends" at 3 AM they aren't going to appreciate you going on about the quality of bread or height of curb in mall parking lots or whatever is causing you a sleepless night ( Read more... )

It was one of those days where you wake up with hope and optimism. Where everything is going well as you ease into the workload. I discovered that a job I had submitted to the chief for review was handed to someone else to complete. Not one of those discuss work loads and competencies meetings and deciding it would be better with someone else, it ( Read more... )

Since Christmas I have been somewhat pre-occupied with Agnes. She may not be new to the neighbourhood but she is new to my life. She came to my attention on the afternoon of Christmas day, I was reading a book, she was sitting on the rail of my deck. You may find that strange but Agnes is a wild turkey. There is a wooded marsh behind my unit, I ( Read more... )

I have made no progress on this. Didn't think it would happen over night. But I have taken a big step and turned the TV and computer off more so I will read. Though I did have two ideas for works ( Read more... )

I don't know about you but I often have these great rants, the words would flow with passion and precision, as Neil Peart puts it. The muse, that tricksy, evil muse, filling my mind with thoughts both beautiful and profound. Only to get stage fright and leave my vapid, monkey brain staring at a blank screen or someone's face, slack jawed, looking ( Read more... )