Oh, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
the band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light; and somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout...

‘We were the original punks’: the rebel women revitalising local music scenes

Anybody else find themselves humming the Velvets' "I'm Waiting for the Man" after they've called a contractor or repair person? Specifically the "He's never early, he's always late / First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait" part?

Sign that maybe it's time to give up running: being overtaken by a guy pushing a baby stroller.

Yesterday, my father received his $200 from Doug Ford. My father died last March. Mistake, right? Nope. It's on the Ontario gov't website: We're sending cheques to dead people. How absurd. Imagine what we could do collectively with the $3-billion they're blowing on this shameless vote-buying scheme.

My 94-year-old, God-fearing mother on Ford's rationale for calling an election: "That's bullshit."

One of the small joys of borrowing a library book is finding something stuck inside—a weird grocery list, or a bookmark from another place, for example. In this case, I hope the parents or grandparents of this child have another copy of their picture. (I put it back in the book when I returned it.)

Many were looking to access my recent Toronto Star piece - I've posted it here: www.climateandnature.com/media/opinio...