Slices of life past and present. Some bitchy, some not.
Why a former grade-four kid who bawled her eyes out on stage in front of a entire gymnasium full of parents and students during a school concert wanted to sing is beyond me. This is the same student who hyperventilated and vomited before each mandatory public speaking class in university. It is the author who … Continue reading When You Gotta Sing
Photo provided by Jenn Stone. He stood in our front hall, smiling from ear to ear and almost quivering with excitement. There wasn't a nervous bone in his body. He had taken great care choosing his outfit. The same way anyone else who was preparing for a job interview would. Gold lamé pants from a … Continue reading When JT Asked Santa For A Job
Photo by Alan Hardman on Unsplash. Since it is November and moustaches are on many people's radar, I thought, in the interest of full disclosure, I would admit that I could grow one. Mind you, it would be the moustache of a fourteen-year-old boy, but it would still be noticeable. For that matter, I could … Continue reading Speaking of Moustaches …I Could Grow One
Photo by Jake weirick on Unsplash. It wasn't like it is today. Everything happened after dark. No self respecting kid in my neighbourhood went out trick or treating before it was dark. You got home from school. You had dinner. You went through the closet of old clothes to toss together something to go with … Continue reading One Halloween Night Many Many Years Ago
As the regular baseball season comes to an end, my favourite team will not be going to the post season. Yes, I can still watch the post season, but it's not quite the same when your team isn't playing. By next week, I will be having withdrawal symptoms while looking for something else to fill … Continue reading Why This Bitch Loves Baseball
Before my sister was born there was another baby, a girl who died in infancy of some unidentified condition. I never really met her. At birth, her prognosis was not good, so I believe my mom and stepdad just decided not to officially introduce her to myself and my older brothers to keep us from … Continue reading For My Sister
For years Mickey was comatose. I honestly thought he was dead because he wasn't as young as he looked and hadn't shown any signs of life for over thirty years. Mickey is close to fifty. He came into my life when I was thirteen and adorned my wrist everyday for a couple of formative years … Continue reading Mickey Goes To The Doctor
