The Little Words Mean the Most

Mayor Rob Ford

recently commented to the press (true) re: the abundance of oral intimacy at hand (?) in his marriage, an utterance memorialized here Sunday at a downtown Toronto sports bar, a place that sells drinks by the fish bowl (true). In other Toronto news: city buildings have organized themselves into a rooftop hockey league.

Toronto streets

Textile Museum of Canada

We enjoy small museums. This one in Toronto is brilliant.

greetings from Balmer, best crab cakes I've ever eaten

Balmer? "Baltimore," as Virginian Sally Kirby Hartman has it. Those best crab cakes, so meaty, no filler, with perfect spicing? At Luna Del Sea, on Pratt, short walk from the Inner Harbor. The bartender on duty was fun to observe. She teased a businessman tucking into his first cocktail, "You know, hon, what happens in Baltimore stays in Baltimore." A local bigwig spent a few minutes nestling with a couple a few seats down. His signature breakway line, leaking molasses: "Damn, this is fun!" At the conference hotel, they upgraded me to the presidential suite. It was vast. Two bathrooms. Lots of entourage seating. A full kitchen. On the coffee table: Wine Spectator and business magazines. I read the article on "The 7 Deadly Sins of Investing." Committed them all; going to financial hell. I huddled in a corner and tried to feel presidential.

"Doyoulikeme?"

Strange thing to ask yourself.

 

 

Or is it?

1,500 signed up for my webinar

a new record for NonprofitHub they said. Topic: "Everything I know in 60 slides." Jim Rattray asked, "Really? You needed that many?"

I am a pen

attached to a life-support system

I'm getting my wardrobe ready for 2013 Toronto AFP Congress

I passed the time until my rescue

cleaning the insides of my windshield. I had the microfabulous lens swipe in my shirt pocket with my cheaters. And spit. And over five days you can cover a lot of square inches.

Until all you can hear

is the terrified screaming from the words left on the page, keep trimming.