Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 7, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 7, 2004

Guilt-Free Living

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 7, 2004 – I’m not there yet, but I’m working on it in fast and furious fashion. Okay perhaps not that quickly, but one day at a time. Carpe Diem is Latin for “seize the day” and that goes quite nicely with “just for the next five minutes” and all the other saying that we mere mortals use to try and keep ourselves on track in life.

Who Broke The Lamp

Who Broke The Lamp

Who Broke The Lamp – I was working in my office early this morning  when I heard a mighty crash downstairs. Upon investigation I discovered my three dogs sitting beside a shattered lamp shade. The base was still in tact – but the magnificent antique tiffany-style shade was shattered into one million little pieces.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 6, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 6, 2004

Glass Flowers & Wooden Tulips

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 6, 2004 – I absolutely love fresh flowers, and if I was filthy rich – or even clean and rich – I’d have them in every room of my house, all the time. While I work on the rich bit, I have some alternatives that serve me well.

And So We Marched

And So We Marched

And So We Marched – In 136 cities on 6 continents to honour World Animal Day – October 4, 2014 – and to demand change, accountability and protection for animals all around the world. We roared for lions – elephants and rhinos – but we did not forget the plight of homeless dogs and cats – factory farmed animals who exist in dark, filthy barns – animals slaughtered in revolting religious festivals and those who are abused, chained, caged, confined, hunted and tortured. It was their day and we gave them a mighty voice.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 5, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 5, 2004

Moving Ahead

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – October 5, 2004 – I’m especially fond of the old saying, and here I paraphrase rather badly, about “insanity” being the repetition of behaviour that obviously doesn’t work, with the expectation of a different outcome. I think to myself, “That would never happen to me”. Well, folks – I’m coming clean, I have indeed been known to engage in this very thing.