“These sudden inspirations… never happen except after some day of voluntary effort which has appeared absolutely fruitless and whence nothing good seems to have come, where the way taken seems totally astray. These efforts then have not been as sterile as one thinks; they have set agoing the unconcious machine and without them it would…

The warthogs? No. I started a small group class about tapping into our creativity and about creative writing. It’s held by a wonderful woman ( of which I probably will be referencing her as time goes by ) named Dari. With each class she has them come up with a name for themselves. With a…

So I’m drinking my starbucks and I read on the back of their cup Chances are you are scared of fictions. Chances are you are only fleetingly happy. Chances are you know much less than you think you do. Chances are you feel a little guilty. Chances are you want people to lie to you.…

Like any group of people, the swing band that I am in is going through the stages of becoming a performing teams. I think anytime you get a group of people together they inherently “want” to be a performing team, but whether they can go through the phases is a test of character and dynamics…

Last night was the first public gig for the Blue Morris 6! If I do say so myself, we kicked! Half way through I was in a little pain ( long story involving canada day celebration, beer and a big step…) but I stood like a flamingo on one leg and played away. There were…