Glen Cram

When I was young, long, long ago, there was a magazine called Fate. It was one of the only ones of its kind at that “The Strange Death(s) of Jack Cram”

My sister Suzie has recently opened a souvenir store at Old Harry in the Magdalen Islands (Îles de la Madeleine), Quebec, in the middle of “Caught in La Trappe!”

A few years ago, I wrote about modern music. It seemed to me at the time that the music of the current generation was a “Not That Old!”

I am very excited to announce that I have been asked to participate in RAW Toronto: Impact, a multimedia art show featuring my various works on May 23 at the Mod Club in Toronto. The show is actually May 22 – 24, and you ticket covers all 3 days. Love to see you there!

I wish I could remember the name of the teacher of the art class I took at McGill in 1973-4; he was excellent. Every week “1973: The Selfie Project”

Call me an old codger, but in my day music dealt with a variety of themes: love (of course), politics, fantasy, drugs, sex (all varieties), “Modern Music”

X While surfing Youtube for odd finds, I recently came across a really odd one: a film from 1930 called Sunny Skies. And as I flipped “Sunny Skies, a Lost Gay Classic from 1930”

I haven’t seen the latest Star Wars movie, but did see The Force Awakens when it came. I wasn’t that impressed; it was basically the “Girl Wars”

My 25+-year quest has reached, let’s say, a significant milestone. I have published Book I of my novel The Acts of Simon Magus in the “The Magus Unleashed!”

I have decided that I really need to finish The Acts of Simon Magus, and have redone his website, as well as adding a blog “Simon Magus Returns”

An interesting article on the BBC website today, presenting the results of a study on the evolution of the hand. Apparently, uniquely among our relatives, “Fists of Fury”

From: Glen Cram To: Rick Santorum Subject: Job application Mr Santorum, Having read with interest your interpretation of God’s instructions to Adam regarding his rights “Can I Be Your Good Steward, Rick?”

Two nights ago, in a secret location somewhere in Los Angeles, someone we will call “Jim” won an award. A very prestigious award, voted on “Kardashians Writer Tells All”

How did homo erectus get to remote islands like Crete or Flores without boats? Floating rock from local volcanoes may be the answer. A recent “Pumice Rafting To Crete (and Wallacea) with Homo Erectus”

Up to now, I have admired Barack Obama and really wished him well, but this oil spill thing seems to be right over his head. “Bad President”

…with the rockin’ Del Aires! A favourite of my youth, from The Horror Of Party Beach! http://www.zombiestomp.com

You’ve all seen the charmingly-worded epistles from the Dark Continent, calling down God’s blessing on you if you can just see your way to accept “Nigeria Calling (via Camp Hell)”

Further to my post Smells Nice! regarding the show Hoarders, it’s very instructive to see how the English handle the same problem. In the American “How Clean?”

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