A very special guest Reynoworld post by my cat, Monty. Given the overwrought emotions that come with being a 43-year-old, childless, single man, what’s more with no full-time job or clear indication of where the rest of your “life” is headed … I guess it’s understandable. Yes, understandable. Molly, the beagle, my worthy constituent (asContinue reading “The Full Monty: The Cat Strikes Back!”
Monthly Archives: July 2013
Coffee. Just … coffee.
Grip it and dip it. Then slurp it. What four-year-old wouldn’t want to do that? I sure did. And I did: Me, chubby with a homemade haircut, darkness under my eyes already, at the kitchen table past 10 p.m. with a row of Graham Wafers and a mug of coffee — heavy on the creamContinue reading “Coffee. Just … coffee.”
When Faith Fails: Blame It On the Humidity
I did what I was told, I behaved, I wished, I hoped, I prayed so faithfully on my knees, with my hands clasped so hard, and my eyes shut so tight, I’m surprised I didn’t burst a blood vessel. April 1980: I was 10 years old, and this was serious — as serious as anythingContinue reading “When Faith Fails: Blame It On the Humidity”
Hollywood Gone: This Post Is Longer Than My Film Career
I recently Facebooked that I’ve started reading The Shipping News by E. Annie Proulx, and some friends commented about the book vs. the film. The movie was partially filmed in my home city of Halifax, which reminded me of my film career. Two If By Sea (1996), starring Denis Leary and Sandra Bullock, was filmedContinue reading “Hollywood Gone: This Post Is Longer Than My Film Career”
Gluttonous Redux: Back on the All-You-Can-Eat Wagon!
I’m out of game shape. And, let’s be honest, past my prime. But no false modesty: For a while, a long while, I was the guy. I was the Gluttony Guru — the fastest eater, the highest-volume eater, the most consistent beverage consumer. I even had an enormous glass at home my father called the GluttonContinue reading “Gluttonous Redux: Back on the All-You-Can-Eat Wagon!”
Hit the Road, Jim: Some Favourite Driving Tunes
There are many things to love about summer, but one of my favourite times is when I head out on the highway. On a warm day, with the window rolled down, a clear stretch of road, and the turbo fully engaged on my four-door, grey Corolla, a summer drive can inspire. And, of course, havingContinue reading “Hit the Road, Jim: Some Favourite Driving Tunes”
Wheels on Fire: How’s My Ride?
Bob Dylan said it. So did Don Henley. And I think there’s something in the Bible about an over-the-shoulder glance being directly connected to a pillar of salt. Don’t look back. Good advice, that. Learn from your mistakes, move on. Don’t dwell on the past, live in the present, and look forward to the future.Continue reading “Wheels on Fire: How’s My Ride?”
Lucky Strikes: When Good Fortune Allows
Factoring in wind effects and gravitational pull, coupled with time elapsed as well as my reaction time, together with the trajectory of the brown, empty Keith’s bottle, and the fact I was clueless about what I was doing — I had no choice but to literally shoot from the hip. “Whoa!” my older brother KevinContinue reading “Lucky Strikes: When Good Fortune Allows”
Working at the Out-of-Home Office
She’s kidding, right? She’s kidding. … Is she kidding? “Don’t move those,” Kayla says to Mike. “He’s going to help us out.” “He” is me, and “those” are boxes of supplies. Kayla is standing behind the counter at Starbucks in the Chapters on Wellington, Mike is on the other side of the counter unpacking boxesContinue reading “Working at the Out-of-Home Office”
A Monetary Lapse of Reason: Poor Purchasing Choices
At the time, the silence was deafening. In retrospect, it was hilarious. When I was in high school, one of my friends really wanted to see Jaws: The Revenge (or Jaws 4 — the one where a shark targets a family and follows them from New England to the Bahamas!). So four or five ofContinue reading “A Monetary Lapse of Reason: Poor Purchasing Choices”
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