Sybilla Oritur

When did we stop pressing still living flowers between the pages of books? When did we stop pollywogging and blowing dandelion fluff into the breeze?

My flights to Rome begin at 3pm and i still have to purge the pile of clothes that needs to go into my suitcase and go out for breakfast with the parental unit. However, before bombarding my readers with new tales of my travel adventures rather unexpectedly, i thought i would provide some reflective thoughts [...]

It only seems fitting that given Montreal’s prestigious “Boardwalk” slot on the World Monopoly board that we should be hosting the three day national championship. This morning on the drive-in to work CHOM was interviewing the judge of the tournament being held from May 28-30th at the Montreal Science Centre.
Apparently most of the players are [...]

February 26th is Do Over Day - an opportunity to reflect on the mistakes made in the past and the good times shared.
My recent personal philosophical development has made it that i do not immediately jump to regrets when i think of Do Over Day and its possibilities. Although i am not yet at the [...]

Lost hard-drives also mean lost electronic address books. As i rummaged through my travel journals looking for the means to send Christmas cards, i found notes i jotted down while in Amsterdam in May 2007 with the infamous Auntie Lorraine.
The Rijksmuseum was under renovation and most of its collection in storage. I was captivated by [...]

I had a blonde-moment yesterday when i realized that i had confused the dates of both my Friday night and Saturday plans. Luckily, both moved one day later, so there was no conflict. However, i found myself with nothing to do on a Friday night - and that is not okay.
I decided to head over [...]

Akumu Ink is a Montreal-based clothing company that provides dark, yet whimsical designs printed on American Apparel t-shirts and tote bags to a growing, loyal client-base. Incidentally, the designer, Joey, is a friend of mine from high school and i have very fond memories of his sketches in my agenda - most of which implied [...]

One night last week i couldn’t sleep. As i lay there, i decided to make a concerted effort to “relive” as much of my life as i could by reviewing the memories both of key events and people whom at one time or another were important to me. My friends and family have often seemed [...]

As you find yourself putting off writing a final draft of your dissertation by doing an unnecessarily detailed edit in red ink, you are excited by the idea that your use of the term “world view” merits a footnote on Habermas… and you’re going to have to look up that citation.