By the latter half of the Nineties, life had drastically changed for me. I had reached the quarter century mark, my schooling was entirely finished, I had a job, and I was living in a new city in a new province thousands of kilometres from “home”. I was an adult.
A Crock of Schmidt is 3. The dreaded Terrible Twos are officially history, though any seasoned parent will assure you that the Threes are worse. My predominant impression of this anniversary, admittedly one that holds true for most milestones in my life these days, is an overwhelming sense of bewilderment that it is even possible. […]
I’ve never owned a plentiful amount of record albums in my lifetime, but I’ve owned some interesting ones. I wish I could say it was the result of an exceptionally discerning use of my allowance but the more likely truth is that I was just weird. I didn’t exactly shy away from popular music. I […]
This is a first for me, a review of an audio book. That may not seem like a noteworthy distinction, but I’m growing ever more convinced that it is. I’ve been listening to audiobooks off and on for a few months now. They’re handy when out walking or doing some chores around the house and […]
Fame is fleeting. More often, it is completely absent. This is especially true of my family. It is likely true of most of your families as well. When presented with such dearth of familial fame, it is not uncommon to bask in the secondary glow exuding from those around us who have been blessed with […]