Can you feel it? The excitement in the air is palpable. Taylor Swift, music icon and legend, is performing her opening show in Toronto tonight. She's here for six shows - in the SIX. Thursday, Friday, Saturday, rest, then repeat the following week. Where does she get the energy? Hopefully it is fueled somewhat by the thousands of fans who are descending upon the city in droves to see her. Security is tight. Streets will be closed. And rightfully so. For with such popularity also come the detractors. Witness the concerts in Vienna, Austria, which were cancelled because of security threats. But this is more than just a concert. This is an event in the grand scheme of things; a polarizing mark in the space-time continuum. Where were you when Taylor Swift came to Toronto? Her largesse extending to the economics surrounding the venue; cities and towns reaping the benefits of the rewards of a visit by Her Swiftness. It has even been dubbed "Swiftnom
I have started a new book. It's called The Horse Whisperer. You may have seen the movie. I encourage you to read the book. It is written by a man who inherently cares so much about horses that he writes with excruciating detail. In fact I can only manage a few pages a day. I am wrought by such emotion that I need a whole day to process the events. And it is not a Schindler's List kind of emotional draining. It is a good emotional draining. A great way to start my day. Kind of like Holly Hunter's character in the movie Broadcast News where she starts each frenetic day bawling alone in her office, to clear out her emotional pipes, I guess. And as I sit there, weeping while I am reading, Princess the cat sitting on the mat in front of me, looking up at me wondering what she can do to help me, I have a confession to make: I read in the bathroom. Yes, while I am having my morning constitution, I am indeed getting my read on. There, I admit it. I am sure I am not alone. There i