Coalitious
Well pull my trousers down, spank me and call me Stephen Harper.
Our government is in shambles and our Political leaders are doing the finger bang, pointing and trying to tickle the prostate of the other.
Like the ultimate heterosexual with his proctologist.
You can hear the lube greasing up the finger, “Bend over (glove snap) this […]
St. Lucia - Day Three and Four
St. Lucia - Day TWO
St. Lucia Day ONE
You Can’t Take It With You
I arrived back from St. Lucia and had a blast - but I’ll get into all that at another time.
R.e.: More Later.
I came back and called my friend Steve. He told me of a man that he said I knew that had potentially committed suicide. There weren’t defined parameters: Meaning there was no note that […]
The Word
Writing from the soul is hard.
Writing from intention is hard.
Writing from the moment is hard.
It’s all hard.
Putting yourself out there for the public to scrutinize welcomes both condemnation and praise and you try to take everything into perspective.
To balance why people are commenting and what their history is that brings them to this moment. […]
Proposition Hate
I’ve been pretty silent up until now about what went on in California partly because I’ve been shaking my head and wondering just what the hell happened.
Didn’t bigoted lines get crossed just a day before? Didn’t progressive thinking finally trump backward thought?
I guess not.
Part of my absence in the pool of confessionals was, […]
Oh To Have Voted. The Right Choice. The ONLY Choice.
Listen, I can tell you that you will not meet a more PROUD Canadian.
A man who, even when he lived there, was never about the Red, White and Blue but was about the simple Maple Leaf.
About the equality that we achieved WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY before the big brother U.S.
The one thing about being Canadian is about being […]
Darth Scoundrel
When does anger subside?
When is it replaced with empathy or even a basic understanding of what your “enemy” is going through?
“I did this but you did this so then I did this but it was because…” That sort of thing.
In his mind I was the root of the problem and in mine he was all […]
"SHOW ME THE BEAST!"
So Madge and Guy are calling it quits, are they?
He says she became a stickly tight assed pain1 and was shoving that red string in every which direction.
One imagines her running around their mansion, interpretive “ab” building, moaning Kabbalah this and Kabbalah that.
On her part he was typically British and callous in his affection. […]