Where the Walls are Soft…

Yes: All Hail Shirley the Great, for allowing such a lowly peon as myself to repost this wondrous epistle. She built this form letter to save time, I think. She also gave me express permission to rip it right off, but I will pay homage to her regardless. She has spectacular [...]

Part I – The Waitress In 1957, Ruby was a 30-something waitress/barmaid/short-order cook in an out-of-the-way “backwoods” tavern down a side road off Highway 17 in the Algoma District. She was also the bookkeeper, the housekeeping staff and the bouncer, although she didn’t get paid for those tasks – there was just no one else [...]

… so far, anyway, but I’ll be the first to admit that any “plan” I ever made in my entire life just turned around and bit me in the ass. I’ve begun writing again, as My Landlady Story can attest, and I was pleased to discover that not only CAN I still write (which I had [...]

Ruby has gotten used to me writing down everything she says, now. She even seems to be looking forward to reading all the stuff I’m making up about her, if I ever get it printed and bring it over. I hope she still feels that way once she reads it. Contrary to what I [...]

In case you missed it: Part I – The Waitress Word to the Wise: I strongly suggest waiting to read this if you’re about to eat, just ate, or, ulp, are in the process of eating – especially if it involves eggs; or in Suzi’s case – aigs. Part II – The Whiskey Ruby had [...]

Apparently, there is another writer in the family. Check this out – spell checked and the whole nine yards…

I’m enjoying school again – when I’m there. I’ve been having trouble getting there, but I’m happy to report that I AM working fairly steadily at home. The course I’m currently working on is Flash Basics which, truthfully, hasn’t really taught me anything I didn’t already know; I’ve been working with Flash for a few [...]

…strikes me funny that is. Another little collection from “The Landlady”. “She still hasn’t forgiven me for that time I hit her over the head with a shovel.” “I was black and blue from all the pokin’ around.” (About a nurse drawing blood…) “I had the stupidest dream. It was Christmas, and all these dead [...]

Kyla will be singing the National Anthem for the opening ceremonies of this year’s Relay for Life, tomorrow evening at 7 pm, at the John Rhodes Centre. Last year was the first year she was invited to sing, and she was some nervous, as Ruby would say. There used to be a [...]

In Case You Missed It: Part I – The Waitress Part II – The Whiskey Part III – The Handcuffs “Well, now. Ain’t this just a fine mess,” Ruby slapped The Little Drunk on the shoulder with her free hand. “Wilson! Hey!” The Little Drunk stirred in his chair slightly and mumbled something. “What’s [...]

…or rather, It’s ordered me to take care of some things I’ve been avoiding; loose ends that need to be tied up, legal issues, school concerns, employment and living accomodations. I hate the Real World. It’s no longer a friendly place for me to be, and I find much more comfort in the acquaintances [...]

In Case You Missed It: Part I – The Waitress Part II – The Whiskey Part III – The Handcuffs Part IV – The Great Escape Ruby was having a lovely dream. She knew it was a dream because she could hear Roy snoring, but Roy was dead two years last Christmas. She dreamed she [...]