I’ve heard a rumour that some people don’t use a news aggregator like Google Reader. RSS might as well sand for “Really it’s Something Strange”. And for those of you who come by once in a while hoping for something new and heart broken to see the same post as before, I send my apologies…

Come down to Tree’s Organic Cafe, 8pm, 450 Granville, and listen to me with the Blue Morris 6. Great pie; great coffee; great music. All we ask for is tips.

My previous post triggered something. I remembered of all the other poems I’ve written. Some I’ve shared in this blog and others I’ve kept quiet. But the thing it triggered the most was how much I enjoyed poetry. I would write it constantly and endlessly. Maybe it was my adolescence, like the poems of Carmina…

I don’t post enough poetry. Last night we had an exercise in class called, ode to spring, and here is the poem that came from it. A landscape of white desert Nothing but howling of the wind being torn by sleeping claws of trees Each wooden stump a tombstone engraved “2005 A devoted Mother” But…

Garr over at Presentation Zen has a great article on the Lessons Jazz can give everyday life. These lessons might come from the music world but can be used in any situation where 2 people are connecting. “The most important thing I look for in a musician is whether he knows how to listen.” (Duke…