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Forty-Three (I Wanna Pole You)
It’s not a compliment. If you’re at a southern, South Korean bar and a guy comes up to you, saying that, to your face. It’s Busan. It’s a tight-knit ex-pat community down there, but still. It’s definitely not nice. It’s embarrassing if you’re there in a group of teachers from work. If that Irish colleague […]
“Don’t do it then!”
May 18, 2014
Okay. An inside joke changed my life. Me and a friend were on this bus that sometimes did a double shift on Sundays, going the extra mile all the way down to the beach. So it was rich watching the driver not a give a shit about an elderly woman struggling with her stuff off […]
Apartments
May 6, 2014
I take the streetcar to High Park and see this: apartments for us all as shown here. After a monster drag winter, I do this a lot. It’s pretty lucky that I didn’t have to take the streetcar anywhere important during that ice storm. My preferred way of getting around intentionally above ground already has […]
Yellow (and Purple)
April 1, 2014
This is Toronto’s new streetcar pulling into Main Station. The business casual guy with a laptop sat far away from everyone else was the junior exec. Emailing his boss about test times, I imagine. Everyone else was in full uniform plus a subordinate glow-in-the-dark vest clearly for underlings not seen here. Those vests must feel […]
Shirley
January 28, 2014
RUSS Mary’s boyfriend and not Tim’s father MARY my hospital roommate SHIRLEY Mary’s sister TIM Mary’s son THE LAST ACT Same jokers from yesterday. Originally from Halifax, only going down home for Christmas if Mary’s discharged in time. Looks like she’s gonna make it! Russ: Shirley says she’s gonna call. Mary: Well, there’s […]
Apt
January 5, 2014
Initially discovered via Branch Magazine, excerpts copied & pasted from sadcore dadwave for my personal development. I Am Angry At Something Nonessential by Guillaume Morissette my dad was a dad when he was my age. the only thing I am a dad to these days is the amount of rice that I make, either an […]
If You’re Going to Go All the Way Down to Memory Lane, Call First
January 13, 2012
I usually get rid of things this time of year. Things I don’t need like empty CD cases, loose buttons for clothes I’ve long since donated to The Salvation Army or Goodwill and every kooky gift I’ve received from an out-of-touch extended family member. But, I find things, too. Like the trophy awarded to me for being […]
What I am Sooo NOT Doing Next Year
December 20, 2011
It’s easier this way. To think about what I don’t want in my life than what I’m going to put in it. And it’s a great litmus test too, isn’t it. For all of the stuff that you’re absolutely sick of because those are the things that’ll probably come to mind immediately when you’re making […]
O Steve Martin, Steve Martin, What’s the Point, Steve Martin?
November 16, 2011
Dear Older Men, It’s not you, it’s definitely me. I watched that stupid movie, Shopgirl, twice, and I still don’t get it. I am certainly not about to read the novella, no matter how short, to find out. That probably has everything to do with me being at least 10 years older than you crossed your fingers and hoped I was […]
Feathers make the blog, Mark Twain!
Hyperactive Inefficiency 
June 4, 2014
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