Monthly Archives: August 2003

So August is drawing to a close

So August is a drawing to a close, and my days are filled with boxes, packing tape and dust bunnies. Moving in September has become an annual ritual for me – Chaucer could have opened up with this stuff. Every year, for the past five years, you could find me on the road somewhere, with [...]

let it spew.

This is where I speak.
Denizens of Nova Scotia are (re-)electing MLAs today. If an MP or MPP is a Parliamentarian, is an MLA an Assemblor? It is piss-pouring rain outside, which killed my Noble Act of Citizenry. I had planned to vote, and then move towards a local restuarant for a wicked breakfast where I [...]