It is the middle of June in a year when people still actively remember Y2K fizzling out. I book a one-way flight to Toronto on a whim, with no real plan for when I land. Somewhere in my head I’m
March 21 – Rosie O’Donnell gets a schubladenbrief

It is the middle of June in a year when people still actively remember Y2K fizzling out. I book a one-way flight to Toronto on a whim, with no real plan for when I land. Somewhere in my head I’m
I’m at a party on the 22nd floor of a building downtown, and based on the decorations it must be New Year’s Eve. My friends are all around me but for now I am alone. I’m watching the city below,
I’m walking my friends home from the bar because the air is crisp and the friends are clean. As we approach their place, I acknowledge that I will not be immediately continuing on. There’s unfinished business inside, and although I’m
I saw you perform on February 24, 2016. I remember the date not because of how funny you were – although I did get a few good guffaws in – but because it’s also the day I found out I
RECENTLY I WAS WATCHING YOUR SPECIAL AND EATING DELICIOUS CANDY, GENERALLY LOVING LIFE. I GOT TO THE LAST CANDY AND, BECAUSE I DON’T LIKE HOW BAD MY WILLPOWER IS, I DECIDED TO CHALLENGE MYSELF BY LEAVING THE CANDY ON THE
I watch the cars crash into each other from my front patio. I sit with a book and a drink and I wait, three floors up. The most dangerous intersection in the city is right outside my door. I didn’t
My mom was describing this thing she’s picked up recently called “mind clearing”, an approach to meditation building on mindfulness approaches, with the ultimate aim of reducing suffering caused by mental, emotional, relationship and spiritual distress, by (as you may
Standing at the deli counter, I ask for 75g of parmesan salami – the good salami, the $3.49/lb one, the one that shows your girlfriend you don’t mind throwing a bit of cash around. Now I’m well versed in the
I, like my dear friend Megan, find myself regularly acquiring an enemy for a day. A temporary adversary to mix it all up, found at coffee shops, on the street, in a tree. A stranger and I unexpectedly connecting for
A few years ago my friends and I bowled in the lane next to you on December 23rd. I remember the date not because of my incidental brush with a Canadian icon, nor because of the Festivus holiday. For myself,