Bob Wiseman

I liked accompanying Sam Larkin thirty years later in another incarnation of Fat Albert’s coffee house. The original place was very different, basement of a church and more youth. Now […]

A girl in the new lyric writing class wrote, “I just want to wail sometimes, all my clouds and rain. My disappointment voices, my mental pain. Trouble looms and ain’t […]

I marked a lot of papers today and many more to go. Took a break and viewed the Picard trailer. The most exciting thing, realizing Amanda Plummer is the villain. […]

The new limbs on the cactus grow towards the full spectrum light and if I leave it alone, eventually it falls over, no worries it’s accomplishing the mission, growing to […]

She’s learning division at school but is also repelled because it doesn’t make sense to her. I was trying to show her simple equations then recognized that expression when you […]

A few people sent me direct messages about the agent business offering new people and agencies I never heard of before. That was great and useful, more useful than the […]

A few years ago, while eating lunch at Juice for Life on Bloor, Mariel Hemingway walked in and sat at a booth with her friend. Impossible not to recognize her […]

It started with me finding audio from the old film Harold and Maude, soon the algorithm played Tea For The Tillerman and I remembered that movie catapulted Cat Stevens into […]

In one particular grocery store they list every price as “great price” and then add their fee. All the time I marvel at this sham. Obviously, they want your mind […]