Sitting in my dental hygienist’s chair gripping the arm rests to the point that I was ready to rip the leatherette and stuffing away from the steel frame, I had to keep willing myself to be calm and breathe. Laying supine with my mouth gaping open while some dude was poking, and scraping, isn’t the... Continue Reading →
I’d rather be anything else in fact. I associate type 2 with overweight individuals, and on King West in Toronto it’s just not acceptable to be overweight. I have been avoiding getting my blood tested for six months now; while I do aerobics for 30 minutes twice a day and have drastically altered my diet,... Continue Reading →
I can remember Shannon (my youngest daughter) when she was 9 or 10, asking me why I didn’t just make her omelet by putting a raw egg in the microwave. I was grousing about having to clean out the mug I had just made her egg in and I answered her that I suspected that the... Continue Reading →
I can remember the first time I heard "Bobcaygeon". It was one of those colder than normal days with sheets of windblown snow hammering the windows. I was wrapped in a blanket on the couch happy to have the time to myself. I’m not sure the song was where I was at the time or... Continue Reading →
I’ve always been a gifted academic, fortunate that I see complexity as a puzzle that can be quickly solved. And long ago I learned to stop suffering from paralysis of analysis to make recommendations and follow through on them. But having an academic bent or good ‘gut’ instincts for the market means nothing when... Continue Reading →
