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I wrote with my friends. Almost everyone did. Sometimes I wrote too much. Sometimes, others did. I liked to write. I still like to write. But I did not write to the point of blacking out, and I never sexually assaulted anyone. There is a bright line between writing, which I gladly do, and which I fully embrace, and sexually assaulting someone, which is a violent crime.

We wrote too much. We liked to write. You know, we... whatever the chart says, a word/page count chart.

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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 ...


1 day ago

五毛 in Morning Stream

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...


When I read that Tim Hortons, our most beloved coffee franchise recently launched bacon flavoured coffee, my fist thought was, “Why did it take this long?” We already have cereal flavoured coffee...


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...


The new coffeemaker arrived, works great. It’s got functions and fashions that don’t need, or appreciate and will never use. Such is life. I’m not going to set a timer. I don’t know when I will b...


An old man loses his horse before coming to a mountain pass. He decides to continue on foot. Horses come and go. You can’t lose focus on your goal. He’ll get a new horse later on, further on. St...


We are lucky to be here. We have the time and the internet connection, and a laptop most likely. A diary is something that you give yourself, like a clandestine visit into my favourite High Stree...


January 07, 2021

Serenity Towers in Long story, short

Mavis, who lived directly across the hall from me, was the queen of stating the obvious. “Sure is hot”, she’d say if she got onto the elevator with you in the middle of the afternoon. “Sure is wi...


We never really understood each other back then. We were just too young and without enough life experience. For me, there was just too much more out there to be discovered. I had a pretty good i...


January 05, 2021

Out of time in Morning Stream

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 in Morning Stream

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 ...


Three days at the border, waiting with the truck drivers and the pygmies, the families and the solo travellers, all of us waiting for the border to open. Maybe tomorrow, maybe later today for a f...


January 02, 2021

years lost in Morning Stream

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 in Morning Stream

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...


Lying on the side of the road as traffic passes you by is the loneliest feeling in the world according to Earl from New Brunswick after he wiped out his motorcycle on the way to a teaching gig in...


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 ...


People sometimes ask me what I do for a living. I always lie. I tell them I’m a carpenter. I tell them I’m a retired sea captain. I tell them I’m a rodeo clown. That’s the one they never believe...


December 28, 2020

Day 63 in Morning Stream

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...


December 27, 2020

Bushiban in Long story, short

Up in the bushiban we have four desks pushed together in the centre of the room and then two more along the short wall and three on the long wall. I sit with my back to the big window, right next...


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...


The most important conversation is the one I have with myself every morning. “Good morning”, I say. “What am I going to do today?” Mr Sake said, “I knew you’d call.” And then invited me over the ...


December 25, 2020

Safely at the station in Morning Stream

Another day begins. And another month, another year draws to a conclusion. After an arduous journey, an uncertain journey to a far-flung destination, another train pulls into another jerkwater s...


December 24, 2020

Safely at the station in Morning Stream

Another day begins. And another month, another year draws to a conclusion. After an arduous journey, an uncertain journey to a far-flung destination, another train pulls into another station. J...


The dreams I’ve been having lately have been so vivid, so confused. It’s like I’m dreaming someone else’s dreams, some sick bastard who thinks about skinny premature babies, slovenly urban hillbi...


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