Tag Archives: cottage

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 [...]

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 [...]