We don’t talk to Scoobi about Santa Claus. Not since the heart attack. Something about having sat on Santa’s lap moments before his vital organs began to expand and contract in violent spasms causing him to collapse in a sweaty heap on the cottony fake snow surrounding his chair that makes the whole Christmas season eternally unsettling to a child. Share the post “Excerpts” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
It’s not even winter yet and I already hate winter. Share the post “” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
While cleaning up around the place this afternoon, “Generation X-Wing” stuck itself in my head. It was enough for me to actually muster up the courage to scour my (very) dusty CD collection and dig up Matthew Good Band’s Raygun. After that, it became a kind of marathon of tunes I hadn’t heard for a while. Ahh, memories (of drives by myself). It was nice. I think radio has damaged my head. I’ll have to charge my mp3 player more often, because there is really… Continue reading
Fact: If you are traveling to a place you normally wouldn’t for work purposes (e.g., a conference two hours away, traveling to a different location for purposes of training, etc.), your company is not required to pay your mileage but they are required to pay you wages for time spent traveling. Seems especially unfair when the cost of gasoline used may be the equivalent of wages earned in these days of ridiculous fuel prices and minimum wages. Please remember: You are covered by the OHSA… Continue reading
Miklos and I are hitting up the town as depression-era newsies. I can’t wait to get pictures. Since my gums are far too sensitive for (too much) candy these days, pictures are the sweetest part of Hallowe’en for me. I’m having a cat dilemma. That dilemma is that Rico’s craving attention at 1-, 3-, and 5AM are driving me bat-shit bananas. I have never met a more annoying cat OR person than Rico. Yet I am obligated to love him. I would defend that cat’s… Continue reading
I bought some bras today Refreshing supportWires poked out of my three month-old ones The promise of longevity brokenHST cheque Revive me, spiritI am eternally happy bliss. Share the post “Modern Poetry” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
Designing your house to look totally freaky is cool I guess. Norm MacDonald was great live. I’d see him a hundred times. Share the post “” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
I hate getting blood drawn. I was told after doing so today that “it’s okay to breathe, keeps the oxygen levels up.” Who knew? She asked me very seriously if I was okay, which says to me that I might have cringed or looked a wee bit upset or both during the leeching. So it turns out I do have a fear. Having blood removed from my body. Ew. Share the post “Bloody Hell.” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
If you don’t like Everybody’s Fine, you are either a monster or Roger Ebert. I won’t make the offensive “or both” remark, but only because Ebert is so highly respected… for I don’t know, eating popcorn and critiquing movies he’s too bitter to understand. As for me, I’ll be bawling my eyes out in the corner for a few days. Share the post “Wah wah wah” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
Just when you thought feet were done washing ashore in BC… Another foot found Share the post “” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading
