I make a point of excluding stories on this blog that only exist because the subjects of the story were drunk. Although I love telling a handful of famous drunken stories face-to-face, I don’t write...
“On the day of my grandfather’s funeral…”
On the day of my grandfather’s funeral, my brother and I got in a street race… kind of. We called him Bobby — my granddad on my mother’s side. He was a great man. He died when...
Intimidation, Sec. 423 (1)(e)
I have heard some of the dumbest things of my life come from mouths of my friend group, myself included. We seem to be a free gumball-machine of idiotic ideas, that breaks open once there is more...
The Cushion Competition
Like most people, I appreciate a challenge. In fact, for me, I sometimes only step up when I’m challenged on something. And sometimes, because of being challenged, I take it too far. During the...
Facebook Poke to Facebook Burn
I would like to think that, if I focus on it, I can be quite proficient in the spelling and grammar used in my writing. I don’t think people like grammar nazis that much. If they do, they...
$2.92 Per Hour
Three years ago, in the summer of 2014, I was deeply infatuated. Infatuation is a dangerous affliction as it can lead to some irrational and unadvisable decisions. The source of my bewitchment was...
School Runnings
It’s been a while since I wrote a blog post but I was recently reminded of a story from a couple years ago. My friend Nick paid me a visit and told me about the time he and James went exploring in...
A Painful Lesson in Physics
My family has a cottage that we love to go to every summer. It’s two hours north of where we live and rests on a quite developed lake but it is still a beautiful area. The best part of owning a...
New Hobby
A few weeks ago, after having a some drinks at a friend’s house, James was driving me home. We entered my neighbourhood at about midnight and passed by a busier corner a few blocks from my house. ...
You Pay Me After That
Good day. It has been a while and I can’t properly excuse my absence so I’ll just jump into a story: A couple of years ago I was biking downtown to meet a girl at our city’s most...