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Damn these Pillows!

In a fit of desperation, our hero decides he has had enough. It’s three a.m. and he cannot sleep. The F%@#ing   hotel pillows are driving him insane!! Why are they like this! He thinks, becoming more agitated by the minute. He begins to pant, and sweat, like Animal...

Feeling Tipsy?

Quite recently I was in a liquor store (okay, I am there a lot) and I noticed a tip jar next to the counter. “Feeling Tipsy?” it asked me, a few coins gleaming from within. Huh? I need to tip someone, just for buying my beer? I pointed to the jar and asked the man,...

In Yer Face!!

I am humming along in my car, slightly annoyed at having spent too much time at the hardware store, when an Enormous truck cuts me off. Not a normal sized truck, a Ford Gigantor or Ram Behemoth. Not only does he barely miss my bumper in his need to race out front, he...

Grab a cart, and maybe a helmet.

I moved to North Vancouver recently, leaving behind the uber-urban “Kits” area.  I miss a few things about Kits, like the proximity between me and complete strangers, any number of which you see almost daily, if your routines jive. One person I ran into...