Monthly Archives: January 2004

So I have this Communist lapel pin. Big deal. I was supposed to throw it in the deepest, darkest hole that I could find when I became a ‘Comrade-at-Arms’ in the Royal Canadian Legion, but I couldn’t bring myself to … Continue reading →

Barely more than a year and a half ago my weekly ritual included taking a Greyhound Express bus from the Kitchener Terminal bound for Toronto to attend a fruitless audition, only to grab the milk run back home to Kitchener. … Continue reading →

Today, in the bitter cold, a homeless man made an interesting proposition to me. Coming out of a store, into the bitter cold, I was met by what appeared to be a smile with two walleyes perched on top. The … Continue reading →

A good friend of mine and I were walking home the other night by way of Don Jail Road, for the scenery I suppose, and witnessed what was likely the end result of months and months of build up. A … Continue reading →