Tag Archives: all yesterday’s parties

shit just got real

Cottage people fed us quiche and beer for breakfast and cradled our puppy in their laps and named her after a teevee lobster. In other news, my feet and most of my Sherry are glowing bright red.
The things that Ontario people call “cottages” are called “cabins” in many other parts of the country. As a [...]

save a horse — ride a lawnmower

A wedding is no longer a one-day event. It spans months and is composed of several preliminary gatherings in plain clothes before a catered climax in coordinating colours. It is a time for celebration, but also for reflection, and for integrating the results of these reflections into your everyday life. A wedding is like Black [...]

lake fever and the unlicensed bird surgeon

I got the co-op student to take my shift last Sunday. He quit or got fired or ran away or fell off a balcony or sold the wrong stuff to the wrong guy on Saturday and his tenure here is over. So my shift fell into someone else’s hands. She’s an interesting character too, but [...]

instrumental

It’s been an eventful couple of weeks.
Christmas came and went with its attendant flurry of chaotic consumption and forced family merry-making. The Red Polar Threat left offerings under the family X-mas stick to persuade me not to come after him and make him pay (in blood and pain) for the damage his toy factories have [...]