"She made 100 psychiatrists laugh."
Christina Raposa, Mental Health,
Scarborough Hospital
Crazy circles the Airport but we’re the one who clears it for Landing.
To paraphrase Shakespeare “Work is but a stage and we are merely players.”
In my case this is not just a metaphor. I am in the theatre business so this story
involves an actress called Elizabeth Ashby. Many years ago she won the lead role in the Broadway play, Tennessee Williams, Cat on A Hot Tin Roof. She played the love-starved Maggie who moved through life like a hungry cat. To prepare herself for the role Ashby went to the streets of New York City
Categories: News... | “Scientists at MIT now say multi-tasking is bad for our health. Just like smoking; as soon as we get good at something they want us to quit it.” At no other time in my life did I learn to improvise more than when I was a working mother. Not even when I was at Second City, where improvising was born. I always felt I had to make the house perfect in order to go out to work. Call it some form of female Homeland Security. I blame it of Martha Stewart. We almost got ourselves out of the kitchen and that broad came
Categories: Motherhood | When I lived in the big city, I blamed the fast pace of life on urban living. I would drive to my business careening through city streets doing my lipstick, talking on a cell phone and breast-feeding two kids all at the same time. Now that I live in the country, I realize I have not slowed down one iota. I am the type of person who believes the speed limit is merely a suggestion. I think I am trying to drive as fast as I think. I used to drive 118 kilometers per hour, now I’m doing 130 kilometers per
Categories: On the road | Every winter we doubt spring will come. But sure as anything one morning we will wake up wearing a hat and mitts and then by afternoon we’ll be wearing shorts and applying sunscreen. Climate Change has almost made spring obsolete. Almost cut out this transition season. But I love spring. Spring brings flower buds and new ideas and the bunny who brings candy. You have to admit that was one fertility story that went horribly askew. I never really bought the Easter Bunny Neither did my daughter. When she was about seven she came up to me and said, “Mommy the
Categories: That which doesn't Kill makes you funnier | At cocktail parties there seems to be a lot of people double kissing — a gaggle of revellers who insist that one kiss is not enough; that if you kiss them you are going to have to turn the other cheek. This is how it goes. You say, “Oh, hi!” and move toward the person, perhaps kissing them on one side of the cheek, and then just when you’re about to move on to the next person, they pull you back in for the second smooch. Frankly, it feels contrived, affected really, but when I expressed my concern to one partygoer, she
Categories: Workplace Hug | Friends, Romans, Countrymen-do not lend me your ears. I come to bury gossip, not to praise it. For the quality of slander is not restrained. It is twice cursed. Gossip curseth him that gives and him that takes. Since the beginning of time people have talked about each other. I am certain in caveman times they sat around rubbing sticks together: “When is Ug ever going to evolve and get his paws off the ground? ” However, the word gossip didn’t surface in our language until Old English. The word godsib originally referred to a close female friend present at the birth of a
Categories: Gossip is In the Ear of The Beholder | When I lived in the big city, I blamed the fast pace of life on urban living. I would drive to my business careening through city streets doing my lipstick, talking on a cell phone and breast-feeding two kids all at the same time. Now that I live in the country, I realize I have not slowed down one iota. I am the type of person who believes
Categories: Road Warriors | How can one person eat a bag of Bowel Buddies in two days? And what’s with that name? What next? Colon Chums? Shit Disturtbers? On the sixth day of January this year, I had an epiphany. I decided to be a better person. I decided to be a person who helps. I had just turned 50 and I thought, now that I am getting older, I had better start cramming for my finals. Besides, I was sick of just writing a cheque for charity and buying cheese from the school kids. I wanted hands-on helping. So I went
Categories: News... | Whether you are a new writer or an experienced one, writing memoir or fiction, it’s time to get your pen moving! Using a series of right brain exercises this workshop is safe, fun and will get your creative juices flowing. Creative Writing workshop January 21 2010. 10 to 4 pm 100 dollars plus GST. Amherst Island Studio. Call 613 389 9675 LIMTED TO 15 Participants. Leave Millhaven at 9:30 am. Don’t miss the boat!
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The Reality of Multi-Tasking
January 23, 2010
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Confessions of a Road Warrior
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That which doesn’t kill you makes you funnier.
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To Kiss of Not To Double Kiss.
January 17, 2010
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Gossip is in the ear of the beholder
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Road Warrior
the speed limit is merely a suggestion. I think I am trying to drive as fast as I think. I used to drive 118 kilometers per hour, now I’m doing 130 kilometers per
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NEUROSIS DU JOUR
January 6, 2010
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