the smell of the end
Saw a skunk dying, it seemed in the throws of death, unable to balance, kicking it’s paws in a spasm, then still, then kicking again. It released it’s smell too, […]
A blinking biped in the age old tradition of song and dance.
Saw a skunk dying, it seemed in the throws of death, unable to balance, kicking it’s paws in a spasm, then still, then kicking again. It released it’s smell too, […]
Earlier, they got soaked near the basketball courts inside William Osler Elementary School, where they listened to Reg Hanna who wasn’t part of this group of friends because he wasn’t […]
Trump, ending the presidency with him and Melania walking off into an airplane while blasting YMCA by the Village People threw me at first but now I get it, maybe […]
I knew a guy who studied South Indian dance who told me that smiling was part of the training, as in one was supposed to smile was dancing and that […]
Another thing I love about The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov is that there’s music playing throughout the book that the characters are noticing and questioning or haunted or […]
The first days after I moved to Toronto, my brother Ronnie and Ray made me feel welcome by marching me up and down Beverly street and the Art Gallery of […]
While walking today, I came upon a section of the path where a red headed bird, which at first I thought a woodpecker, was busy scrounging the surface of a […]
I am reading so many things for school it doesn’t make sense to try fitting in something unrelated for pleasure but what a pleasure it is to start The Master […]
Sometime around 1995 I was scoring the show Twitch City for CBC made by Don McKellar and Bruce MacDonald. It was only 13 episodes which was too bad because it […]
found out fellow students in one of my last classes, unhappy with their mark, complained and got their mark raised. what then should one do if willing to accept their […]