Category: Narrative
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Hurry, hard.
Posted in: NarrativeIn light of the Olympics and for the benefit of some of my new Canadian friends, I’ve dug up this old post from back when I first moved to Canada in the late 90’s. Hopefully it’s relatively amusing…. I mentioned earlier that this installment would contain a discussion of curling. Well, it would except that…
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And the stockings were hung out the window with care…
Posted in: NarrativeSo I trashed my knee. Not that one*. The OTHER one. The one I didn’t trash 15 years ago. That’s news. It folded the other night when I was playing hockey. It did make a very interesting ‘pop’ as it did so. So that sucks. It seems to be not as bad as I initially…
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An open letter to anyone who’s ever bought me a drink.
Posted in: NarrativeHey man, that was great, thanks for picking up that round. What a killer time we had. Unfortunately, after you bailed because you had to be up early the next day, I stayed at the bar and drank with those couple of people we met there. Then, when they left, I drank until the bar…
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Womanized.
Posted in: NarrativeI tell you what, I’m tired of women. I live with 4 of ’em and I work with 7. Well ok, 3 of the 4 I live with are ‘women-in-training’, but they already exhibit some behaviours of their full-grown counterparts. I’ve had the unique experience of working both sides of the coin. My old office…
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Reason #2,347.
Posted in: Narrative“Why did you move back to Canada?” I get asked this alot. My buddy Ryan said the other day that we should go play hockey sometime at lunch at the park up the street. “There’s ice right up the street?” I said, incredulous. “Yeah.” He tells me. “At the park.” Today we went 2 blocks…