Public

Morning Stream

by Sho

Entries 188

Page 1 of 8

May 15, 2021

the porch report

I’m on the porch again. The neighbour I never see was out working on his front garden but now he is engaged in conversation with my nexties on the lefty. When we first moved in he worked as a sc...


May 14, 2021

Mansion Canyon

Spring looks to have sprung. My neighbour, the little fireman, across the street, two doors up, is out with his power equipment, working on his postage stamp size front lawn. First he cuts it wit...


April 14, 2021

Life without Lee

I seriously was considering selling the RV. Now is the perfect time. Demand is high. Supply is low. I bet I could get what I paid for it. It still has fewer than fifty thousand kilometres on it. ...


April 04, 2021

He abides

I decide to get back into writing again. Again, I had stopped and drifted away and then felt like there was something missing. It’s the mind dump, the daily abandonment of figments and fragments,...


Taiwan is a magical place and a backwater. I love far flung and forgotten places like Taiwan. It actually hasn’t really gotten much better known in the 30+ years since I first set foot on the isl...


It’s funny how life goes. First a little baby born in a time of Scandinavian furniture, sparse rooms with big ashtrays, bookshelves full of books. I was a Norman Rockwell boy. I had a slingshot ...


January 28, 2021

Ten days in Manila

It is so easy to change life. With so little effort and planning, I could pick up and move half way round the world. I could change my name again and then my wardrobe. I’d make new friends, estab...


It seems sometimes that the news is getting better. But is it really? Maybe it is just getting less bad. Or maybe we are just used to this level of badness. I shouldn’t lay in bed listening to ne...


January 26, 2021

slipping on the cheese

􏰪􏰱􏰄􏰉􏰅􏰄􏰂􏰧 􏰷􏰂􏰂􏰞􏰆􏰤 􏰪􏰱􏰄􏰉􏰅􏰄􏰂􏰧 􏰕􏰈􏰄􏰂􏰇􏰆􏰂􏰈􏰂􏰞􏰆􏰤 􏰀􏰆􏰂􏰇􏰋􏰈􏰉 􏰎􏰄􏰋 􏰀􏰁􏰂􏰅􏰄􏰇􏰄􏰁􏰂􏰄􏰂􏰧􏰤 􏰀􏰁􏰮􏰮􏰁􏰂 􏰍􏰉􏰆􏰮􏰆􏰂􏰇􏰡􏰤 􏰼􏰄Her laugh sounded like a Canadian Goose walking on a wet road like he owned the place getting hit by a bicycle w...


January 23, 2021

Call any vegetable

Eggplant like, the Holy Roman Empire, which wasn’t really holy, wasn’t totally Roman or much of an empire as we have come to define them, isn’t an egg or really much of a plant. It is a weird nig...


January 22, 2021

Felonious flight

My mom keeps sending me worthless family treasures, most recently a couple of books that look to be 100 years old, more maybe — The Count of Monte Cristo in two little volumes. I open the first o...


January 21, 2021

Billy-goatgate

I’ve been down so many roads, been in so many rooms, I’ve met so many people that nothing surprises me anymore. I don’t feel tension when put into uncommon circumstances. I certainly never freak ...


January 19, 2021

Burly ravioli

Some people live lives full of chaos and haphazard adventure. They drop their phone in the snow while wrestling with the squirming cat, a handbag and a set of car keys. The cat gets loose and can...


January 16, 2021

Interpretive knowledge

I like cooking omelettes for breakfast, if only because it gives me a reason to cut the cheese. I cut into some Limburger yesterday at lunchtime, it was like being in Belgium, in 1917, trench war...


January 15, 2021

Chirp like a dolphin

Turns out that all the Youtubers in China and not only those in China but those who were in China and got kicked out, those positive to China and those anti-China, the whole kit and caboodle got ...


January 14, 2021

五毛

After years of lurking, I suppose it was mostly out of boredom that I start commenting on YouTube posts. I wanted to see what would happen. Naturally my comments were thoughtful and mainly positi...


January 12, 2021

The sweet allure

I can go days and days without speaking to anyone. I can go weeks, even months without having any kind of meaningful conversation. Is it apathy or is it just an aversion to social clutter? Maybe ...


Day 49. When I’m out driving through the countryside, over the rolling hills and roads that run straight as far as the eye can see into the distant horizon, and on both sides of the road, I see o...


January 05, 2021

Out of time

Someone left Frank Zappa’s Overnight Sensation in the patrol car, so I play it all night while driving from one side of town to the other, checking on the guards at the numerous construction site...


January 04, 2021

Prairie thoughts

The old part of the house is drafty and cold on long winter nights. And when it’s late, after everyone has gone to bed, you can hear the cold air whispering under the door jambs. You can witness ...


January 02, 2021

years lost

I’ve noticed that I play classical music through the deepest darkest parts of our Canadian winter. I like the atmospheric, sweeping sounds of the Russians and the Germans. It’s mighty and minimal...


January 01, 2021

dystopian ball drop

I got up this morning and banged my head on a cabinet corner when trying to get the coffeemaker working. I had overfilled it and it has shorted itself out (I think). It is currently upside-down i...


December 30, 2020

remove doodads before burning

What’s changed is that there are all these little boys in the neighbourhood, two next door (sons of the policeman), one next to him (son of the P.O.) and one next to me on the other side (son of ...


December 28, 2020

Day 63

If my math is correct, that means I’m 1/3 of the way there. And it’s back to work today if you call what I do work. It’s not. It’s farting around, acting like I have the answers, prodding and ca...


I started the countdown at 102 days till March 1. Today it’s only 65 more. That’s progress. I’m like a third of the way there and feeling great. Pacing myself with good habits (like morning pages...


Book Description

Most days, I like to write first thing, before the demands of the day invade my time and change my space. These are the uncooked, unconnected thoughts.