“Men want to be him and women want to be with him.”. That’s how New York Times writer Elizabeth Vincentelli described the Jack Reacher character played by Alan Ritchson on the new Reacher series streaming on Amazon Prime Video. She also described him as a giant tenderized side of beef. This should give you a pretty good idea of why the action series based on…
When I read Bonnie Garmus’s New York Times’ best-selling debut novel Lessons In Chemistry, it reminded me of the old Monty Python phrase, And now for something completely different. The story begins in the 1950s and it reads a bit like an old-timey television show. The plot eventually evolves into a chemistry-themed television cooking show, but getting there takes some time. Elizabeth Zott is a highly motivated,…
When I first heard that the Canadian government has mandated free sanitary products in government and public buildings I found myself saying a silent thank you on behalf of all women. One step forward. Would anyone expect to encounter a washroom not supplied with toilet paper to attend to our personal sanitation needs? The same guidelines apply to other sanitary products. Half the population would…
Much as I have enjoyed reading Barbra Streisand’s nearly thousand-page opus My Name Is Barbra*, its sheer volume and level of detail had become tedious. So, about two-thirds of the way through, I switched to a nice little book I downloaded from the library called “Breaking And Entering” by Toronto Author Don Gillmor. It turned out to be the perfect diversion. I’ll return to Barbra later….
Timothy Leary’s rallying cry for hippies of Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out has new meaning these days. Turning on has lost some of its rebellious cachet now that weed has been legalized in Ontario and boomers are tuning in on a different frequency. If you’re like me, many boomers are now committed owners and users of hearing aids. Just as surely as we all…
I’m taking a few days off to celebrate the holidays. In the spirit of reduce, reuse, and recycle, but mainly because I’m feeling lazy, here’s an encore version of an earlier New Year’s post, with some minor modifications: The reason I never make New Year’s resolutions is that I cannot deal with the stress of inevitable failure. Sure . . . I’d love to lose…
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