Bob Wiseman

I got a fortune cookie at the end of the meal. It had many points. When you enter a room, your footsteps are powerful sound waves to bed bugs, termites, […]

I went to Sheila Gostick’s home today to buy a book. She tried to sell me two but I only wanted one. I made the mistake of asking which one […]

Marking the last songs people wrote for the class. One young guy always has songs about death and I think they’re quite good. His final submission is about the fact […]

I was tasked with doing a literature review on improvisation and climate change. To help complete the task I approached the librarian at the university and took couple tutorials with […]

Last class. Goes by fast when you’re old, slow when you’re young. The leaves on the High Park trees are all gone and you can see through the Savannah now. […]

In the class this morning, the song one student chose as their “song that changed your life” was Money by Pink Floyd. It surprised me to view the lyrics to […]

close my eyes listen imagine what might happen next notice i’m distracted try to stop noticing i’m distracted fight about whether i am capable of stopping noticing i’m distracted return […]

don’t know why i didn’t think of it sooner but this year in the song writing class i offered the students the choice instead of handing in essays on different […]