Over the past year this blog has seen quite a bit of activity. Averaging approximately a post a week, we've managed to talk about many a thing. And as we continue to dig into the statistics that WordPress has kindly provided, we are struck by the power of cats. Kittens, especially, are a…
<I met a fisherman on a cold autumn evening by the river side. I was preparing to leave and he was just settling in for a night of fishing. We got talking. His story was very simple. He was a taxi driver, uprooted from his native Bangladesh and transplanted thousands of miles away…
Announcing my new blog. As days go by I will figure out how to cross-link the two. Stay tuned.
Sometime in the past, we had listed a series of things we could chat about and we asked our faithful, feckless, faceless and fearless readers to vote on them. And no one voted for Fish. And none of the regular contributors to this blog (!) could remember what the hell the intent was.…
It was a dark and stormy night... no wait, it wasn't. It was a typical Calcutta night, the searing heat of the day dissipating into a warmth with just a touch of cool about it. And it was late at night when we got home. It must have been the late '70s, the…
The Slo-man's alter ego has kept him busy and occupied and the other personalities that live with him have been tied up too. You could argue that that is to be expected and you would be arguing with yourself. However, this post is about feedback, not the kind that Hendrix harnessed so harmonically,…
Sunday Jul 23rd, 12:30AM EDT: Now at home sipping tea after the longish drive back from Niagara-On-the-Lake for dinner and theatre (or theater, if Murrcan) with the missus. Every time I see or read a play, I'm amazed at the depth of emotion playwrights can evoke in me. Schaffer's Equus or Amadeus, in…
The immediacy of internet tools, such as Twitter and Wordpress, and the ease with which anyone with time, little or no talent, and nothing original to say, can write and be published seem to have broken the shackles with which grammar bound the lazy and diffident, and the modern reader has neither the…