Cut to some Friday in Winter, 1974. I’m at the Babysitters in an Apartment Fourth St. It’s about 4 pm or so & Mum has just come to pick me up. We were going to see Aunt Agnes again. At the time, there was a little Dairy Queen on 4th & Lonsdale & I remember […]Read more "Queen of Surrey"
Again. Coffee be my Savior. It’s 11:12 am & I can’t even make my BRAIN work, let alone my fingers. So, I’m just gonna keep typing away until something hits me. You know that feeling when you first wake up & everything, just EVERYTHING going on around you is Sensory Overload. That’s what I’m going […]Read more "Village Green Inn"
So here I sit on this Monday morning. It’s already 11:20 am. I haven’t even taken a sip of my Coffee & I acn’t make my fingers hit the right keys. It’s sad how dependent I’ve become on Caffeine to be my Waking agent. 11 am on a Monday Morning. Only the Unemployed can boast […]Read more "Condensation"
I’ve been debating whether or not to recount this story, but it seems to come up next. At least, Chronologically. It may, or may not be safe for Children’s reading. Again, I leave it up to you good Readers to decide. Meanwhile, I’ll try my best to keep it as clean as possible. Ah, the […]Read more "Pop-a-Flower"
*WARNING* I plan on being very self-indulgent with this Blog as I intend it to be a repository for as many memories as I can recall. So yes, there’s gonna be a lot of me me me here. I am at the moment currently Unemployed and therefore have some time on my hands and have […]Read more "Guantanamera"