Monthly Archives

September 2005

  • Room full of studs

    It hit me like a hammer last night. I spend most of my time surrounded by women. I just wish it was because they find me irresistible. It’s not like that. Yesterday was the…

  • Composure

    I’m feeling a bit more settled this week. More than I have in months, in fact. Last week’s visits to prisons in western Canada may have had something to do with it. I’m also…

  • Handy

    I fixed my sister-in-law’s clogged plumbing today (sink and toilet), with the help of her 10-year-old son Rowan. We took the drains apart under the sink, back to the wall, and cleared sludgy black…

  • Do the math

    In Alberta, they call their premier King. He rules over a rich land (even if bookstores are scarce). There’s no provincial sales tax, billions of dollars are being invested in hospitals and infrastructure, and…

  • In case this is my last post for, like, ever.

    I’m sitting in Calgary airport watching CNN on mute in Montana’s Saloon. My quarter chicken (white meat) meal is picked to the bone and two pints of Rickards gone. Every couple of minutes the…

  • Some advice from Edmonton

    Don’t stay at the Day’s Inn. It was booked on my behalf, sight unseen. The $69/night rate should have been a red flag. Fred, the photographer I’m travelling with, rolled a towel at the…

  • Vancouver

    Vancouver > Mission Calgary > Drumheller Edmonton. Slammer Tour ’05 rolls on. I’ve met so many killers and bank robbers, I can’t remember them all. All on the shop floors of CORCAN work rehabilitation…

  • Busy. Body.

    I can hardly type tonight. The strep is gone, though I’m still on antibiotics. What’s getting to me is being so busy. Today I sent the final artwork for the Porchlight bulb box to…