The Glendale connection

Ok. I’m noticing a weird pattern. The girl who lives next door to me went to my high school about five years before I did. The guy who lives in the basement unit was the basketball coach at my high school. And the girl who lives in the suite underneath my next...

Old habits die hard

When I was living in my much smaller apartment, I developed the habit of coming home, sitting down at the computer and taking off my watch. I’d put it on the desk beside the keyboard. It was more comfortable to type without the watch on. I eventually started...

Drop in, drop out

The move has been all-consuming, but now that it’s mostly finished, I can concentrate on other things. Tonight I’m teaching my first drop-in workshop at the Staircase. I will be leading the class through a series of exercises designed to improve their...

Coffee Table Hazard

I built the new coffee table. It’s huge. It’s also got a glass top, so could be dangerous when running for the phone. But life becomes boring without a little danger. And this truly is a little danger. I haven’t touched the 10D since I moved....

Hell frozen over

The best time to go to Ikea is on a Tuesday afternoon, during the worst snow storm of the year. You get your choice of parking spots, and there are no lines at the checkout. I took advantage of the situation to buy a new coffee table, a silver garbage pail for the...