Yearly Archives: 2002

So I’m sitting here in my little house, going through some old papers and posting a few nifty little things I’ve found, and what do I suddenly notice? The roar of airplanes overhead. My house is situated between Lake Ontario … Continue reading →

Even a man who is pure in heart And says his prayers by night May become a wolf    when the wolfsbane blooms And the Autumn moon is right. Picture of me and Red Riding Hood** at Convergence 5 in New … Continue reading →

Unfortunately, I don’t have the drawings to go along with this, but picture if you will a “Frank and Ernest” cartoon by Thaves: Beave.       Beaver.       Beavest. Woodchuck.       Couldchuck.       … Continue reading →

Das machinen ist nodt for gefingerpoken und mittengrabben. Ist ezy for brekken das springenwerks, blowenfusen mit loudisch poppen und spitzensparken. Ist nix gerwerken by Dumkoffs. Das rubbernekken sighdtseeren und stupidisch goofoffers bast relaxen, kipp hands in pockkets und vatch das … Continue reading →

A couple of months ago, I was talking about Before and After, and how my dilemma [was] whether to go ahead and shave [my beard] off, or find someone who wants to share the thigh-tickling experience of “Before and After” … Continue reading →

it’s sickening to watch them attempt to fondle a woman that just wants to be friends Historically speaking, I have had the opposite problem. I have such a gentlemanly, hands-off approach to women that I too often end up with … Continue reading →

In case you were wondering, I’m sitting at my desk at my office, which is located across the road from the pub where my writers’ group meeting was supposed to have taken place this evening. Well, I was there at … Continue reading →