Gods I’m tired. Woke up at 6am. Can’t fall back asleep. Well I could. If I didn’t have “All Star” by Smashmouth running through my head. Somebody once told meThe world was gonna roll meI’m not the sharpest tool in the shed I’m definitely in ‘buyer beware’ mode of late. I question everything, when it…

I got nuthin’ tonight.

Yet another consequence of Covid is not seeing my family in person. Maybe twice this year I’ve seen my brother Kevin mask-to-mask, where we’d socially distance-drink Tim’s coffee and play Scrabble. And we got to visit my mother-in-law Renee last month. Again, socially distant, all protocols taken. But for the most part, it’s been phone…

Today I provided my recent credit card statement to the business partner who is discussing the situation at the company. In doing so, I discovered a NEW suspect charge on my card. $180 to a photography studio. Even the name of the company is suspect. I’ve blocked my card and asked for a replacement. Also…

Okay. I have a title for today’s post. I’ve entered the Toronto Fringe based on a title alone. AND got in. So. Yeah. (8 hours later.) Yeah. I got nothin’. Even my dreams were boring. Not that I can really remember them. When I was a kid, I had such vivid dreams. Flying, just high…

I’m feeling frustrated vulnerable tonight.

I just had the most interesting conversation with myself. I was witty. I made valid points. I changed my own mind. I’m in trouble. Aren’t I. Fuck that noise. It’s a panic attack. Harold is riding in on a horse. I recognize it’s a panic attack. That’s a good step. I can deal with that.…

Covid’s really done a number on me. It’s done a number on us. All of us. But this blog is about me. And I’m not narcissistic. But. This is about me. So suck it. I think, if I’d been living alone. Covid would’ve broken me. I certainly wouldn’t be dealing with my teeth. Too concerned…

The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;the score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,a sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game. A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The restclung to…

The lightBegin to bleedBegin to breatheBegin to speakD’you know what?I love you better now I am fallingLike a stoneLike a stormBeing born againInto the sweet morning fog D’you know what?I love you better now I’m fallingAnd I’d love to hold you nowI’ll kiss the groundI’ll tell my motherI’ll tell my fatherI’ll tell my loved oneI’ll…