Bob Wiseman

Susan liked her room in the shared house, it meant she really had arrived. Previously, she stayed with Svetlana which was good the first couple days even though it was […]

A student wrote me to complain about another student who they thought was a threat to the class vibe and should be addressed. The student they complained about, presented a […]

I ate a kumquat for the first time at John Oswald’s house sometime in the 90s. A kumquat is like a miniature orange and the skin is just like any […]

In 2014, I did a tour through the Home Routes Agency based out of Winnipeg who have developed networks of house concerts through a few provinces but especially Manitoba. Being […]

Teaching her piano slowly or rather as quick as whenever she wants to do more, which is slowly. I love it when it amuses her. Playing by herself, making things […]

There was a certain dead fish eye look among the few people I knew who were heroin users. Brent was one, I didn’t put that together until he died from […]

This PhD business is supposedly four years. I’m not too far from finishing the first quarter. Time goes faster as you get closer to the cliff. Bet death is just […]

At the pedagogy workshop the guest speaker changed the spelling of her name so we could view it phonetically. Soo-Zan-Uh. She encouraged everyone else to rewrite their name. The teacher […]