“Son, are you doing religion?“ “Are you like me, you enjoy a good ham and cheese sandwich, but oh no! the bread is just too small and the ham is drooping and touching the dirty table you kept promising to clean with an antibacterial wipe but just couldn’t get to? Do you crave multigrain with…

I don’t advertise this. But I sometimes get feelings of things to come. earliest memory I knew the moment my paternal grandfather passed away from cancer. I was at a high school drama club party, and I got hit with a feeling. Like someone had just walked through me. I went home and fell asleep,…

I’m gonna glow in the fucking dark any day now. My lovely wife Marlo drove me to Ajax for a 2am MRI scan of my lower back. How does this relate to my tendonitis and a lesion lurking in my foot? The neurologist wants to rule out a herniated disc or pinched nerve. Of course,…

I was hurt. I was angry. I was losing my best friend. The digital clock shone 11:11. The superstitious say ‘make a wish’. I refused. What if it came true? I burnt the meatloaf in the microwave. Sleep if for the meek. This won’t hurt, now, didn’t it? Rest, brave soldier. Your watch is at…

I will be the first to admit I am woefully unprepared for what comes next. And maybe I should just keep my nose clean. But I need to say this, for good or ill. Because of his conviction, Trump cannot vote and is barred from all but the safest intelligence reports (and probably delivered paperless…

Tendonitis. Nerve pain. My right foot is, for lack of a better medical term, fucked up. Okay, it is getting better. I can walk without the cane without tendonitis pain (but I still have nerve pain in my right foot). My balance is still shit (I nearly fell over leaning back against a wall while…

I didn’t write a happy mother’s day post to my mum today. She’s been gone 7 years now, and I always think of her on days like this. But today I didn’t. I have other reasons to celebrate this day. But I left her out. It wasn’t intentional, and that makes it worse. At least…

Oh my god, you guys. I just out of the wildest, winding chat (with an AI chat box and 3 2 customer support representatives at Amazon (Canada). I’m gonna clean it up, and remove/replace names for their privacy. It felt like a David Lynch film. For over half an hour, I was trapped in the…

I will not leave the house again without my cane. Holyfuckinggodthishurts. I will not leave the house again without my cane. Holyfuckinggodthishurts. I will not leave the house again without my cane. Holyfuckinggodthishurts. I will not leave the house again without my cane. Holyfuckinggodthishurts. I will not leave the house again without my cane. Holyfuckinggodthishurts.…

In 1994, I was: It’s amazing how much I’d forgotten until I saw this flyer posted on Facebook by my friend Chris Hayward. This was the year I’d met Joe (from the NY TheatreSports team) and we became instant friends (after being so sure we already knew each other). He extended an invite to jam…