My buddy Aaron is moving to Alberta the begining of the new year. He says-if he likes it up there-that he'll probably be there for at least three years. He'll be living with his cousin and around March or April will come back for the rest of his items. I volunteered to look after one of his trucks but he then informed me that he was taking those ( Read more... )

 I've always had sort of a (bad) habit of talking out of turn. Not when someone else is making a presentation but just at random intervals. It hasn't gotten me in trouble yet however now it's given some in my class something to look forward to every day. Sometimes they complain if I don't say anything. If they understood they would know that ( Read more... )

Mary waved Aaron over with her hand, almost as if she had a secret to tell him. My first thought was that she was going to throw him in with the barefoot guy who came in wearing a shirt that was mimicked after the famous Alberto Korda photo of Che Guevara but instead had Cornelius from Planet of the Apes wearing the beret.

“Do you wanna go in the ( Read more... )

Right now I'm laying on my bed while looking out the window as I type. I'm back at 251 Brien, back home again. And after six days of being home, I'm missing what I had back in Waterloo. I didn't have to worry about my dad having a heart attack brought on by me not shaving; I didn't have to worry about school; I didn't have to try to remember where ( Read more... )

Walking home this morning from the grocery store, I saw two squirrels humping. I translated this as nature's way of saying that everyone gets more sex than me

This was always a story I found interesting. Every year I would read a snippet about it in the paper and was easily hooked by the mystery behind it. And while the secret has finally been revealed, it's a bit disapointing because the mystery behind it is gone. I always wondered if it could possibly be the ghost of Poe himself, mouring his too short ( Read more... )

It had been a fast paced 36 hours. I was leaving soon for Waterloo where I had two job interviews so that I would have employment when I moved up at the end of the month. It was mid-April and I was defiant in going but knew struggling against my parents wishes would be useless.

About ten minutes before I left, I overheard a conversation with my mom ( Read more... )

Last Tuesday at around 3AM a young Jamaican came into the store.

“You got crazy bags back there?” he asked softly, indicating towards the cigar display. I had assumed he was searching for a particular type.

“No crazy bags?” he pondered in the same volume-we were the only ones in the store.

“You want bags?” I asked. I moved towards the post where ( Read more... )

I’ve started to grow familiar with some of the regulars during the midnight shift. Very early in my shift, at least three Israelites will come into the store, usually buying two or more deli sandwiches and drinks along with something from the grill, a sausage more often than not.

Cab drivers also come in with empty Slurpee and Big Gulp cups, ( Read more... )

Working the graveyard shift has thrown my sleeping pattern out of whack. I usually sleep between 7:30AM and 2PM at the latest. It reminds me of Batman comics I would read in my youth, working all night, coming home to sleep during the day while still appearing to be normal.
I wake up and try to get outside for a walk uptown and complete my usual ( Read more... )