All this past week, James Corden has been broadcasting The Late Late Show from London. On Thursday night’s show he had a Carpool Karaoke with Paul McCartney and a performance by the Foo Fighters. I had been anxiously awaiting this episode all week. So Friday night, once we had settled in for the evening, Isabelle and I plopped down on the couch in the movie room and proceeded to be thoroughly entertained. (click the video below to watch)
There are times when I feel that my body operates on a very different level than the rest of the world. For the past 10 years I have lived with the fact that I am diabetic. I have a physical need to inject myself with insulin for times a day as my pancreas is not producing it. As a result, we diabetics need to be mindful of the amount of sugar that we ingest.
The logical conclusion is that if minimize, or eliminate, sugar from my diet and continue with my doses of insulin, I will maintain a healthy blood sugar level. But my body seems to be blissfully unaware of this bit of logic.
As I’ve written previously, this summer marks my 40th birthday. A few years back, I discovered that I shared birthdays with James Corden, host of The Late, Late Show on CBS. Not only were we both born on August 22, but we were both born on August 22, 1978. Yes, James Corden and Chris Budd are in fact Birthday Twins! (I still maintain that’s a thing…)
The weekend of May 4-6th was a beautiful gift for me. Earlier this year, my wife registered for an online training program called Académie Zérolimite. As part of the program, there was a 3-day live event in Quebec City, to which she also had a free ticket to bring a guest along with her. Thankfully, I was the chosen one! 🙂
At what point does a job shift to become a career?
A little over 10 years ago, I joined my current employer’s ranks. I was in my late-twenties, and had just escaped from a 5-year stint working at Chapters. Escaped may be a harsh term, but I’ve never hidden the fact that I was not happy for the last 2-3 years of my time there. I had been part of the store’s management team, working under a string of seemingly increasingly inept General Managers (I think we went through 6 GM’s in the span of my 5 years there, including a good 6-months with no GM at all). We started off as a leadership team of 7-8 people and then got down to 3 for an extended period of time. Needless to say, I was burned out when I left.
Until this point, I had gone from job to job since the age of 16. Some lasted a summer, some lasted a couple of years, but the simple fact remained that they were just jobs; a means to an end. I worked the job, they paid me. Upon leaving Chapters, I then took a job at my current employer – a health insurance company. I was a seasonal hire in their contact centre and eventually ended up being hired full-time. I didn’t like the job in the call centre, but it was a job. There it is again… job.
One of my fondest childhood memories is of the countless hours that my brother and I spent playing Fireball Island. In the late 80’s, Milton Bradley had released a revolutionary (to me at least) board game. No longer was there a flat two-dimensional board on which to play, but here was a three-dimensional island board, with rivers, bridges and caves. At the centre of the island was the primitive idol Vul-Kar. The objective of the game was to reach the idol at the top of the mountain, steal the jewel and escape the island. Continue reading “Fireball Island”
One of my all-time favourite bands is Black Label Society. Formed 20 years ago, Zakk Wylde had stepped away from his years as the guitarist for Ozzy Osbourne and formed his own heavy metal band.
Over the past few months, I had noticed a new BLS album on the shelves of our local record store, but when glancing at the cover and seeing the title Grimmest Hits, I dismissed it as a greatest hits compilation and didn’t give it a second look. A few weeks ago, I was perusing the shelves, looking for some new music to bring with Isabelle and I on an up-coming road trip. That’s when my eyes passed over this album cover again, but I noted a sticker saying “12 brand new tracks”. So I immediately picked it up and headed home with it. Continue reading “Black Label Society – Grimmest Hits: A Quick Review”
As I take a step back and look at the entire scenario, I can see the Divine Intervention that was happening all around me. Everything that happened to me over a period of at least six months was done to ensure that my journey here on Earth continued. The synchronicity that became so prevalent could simply not be ignored. Continue reading “My Second Life Day: Divine Synchronicity”
I awoke utterly disoriented. My throat was on fire, raw as though I hadn’t had anything to drink in days. The lights above my head were blinding me, forcing me to squint. No matter where I looked, I couldn’t situate myself. This wasn’t my bedroom. It wasn’t my living room. Where was I? I remembered being at home and in bed, but this wasn’t my apartment. I was beyond confused. I was still extremely weak, and not able to move much, yet I tried to stir.
After purging my body of all its contents, I rightly proceeded to call in sick to the office and promptly went back to bed. As I was carpooling with my mother at the time, I let her know that I was ill and not going to work. Having seen my state over the weekend, Mom offered to call the after-hours clinic to see if they could take me, which I gladly accepted.