Tag Archives: humor

In which I am institutionalized

Posted on July 12, 2018 by

When I was a rebellious young man growing up in Antigonish, NS, some construction took place on the grounds of the local university. And surrounding this construction at StFX was some hoarding, high plywood walls painted a pristine white. My … Continue reading →

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Have you seen this nostalgic man?

Posted on July 5, 2018 by

Lost: male, white, 52, gently used. Wears glasses and occasional beard when the benefits of not shaving outweigh the benefits of not itching. English speaking, French faking. Distinguishing characteristics: avoids eye contact and commitments. Last seen in Nova Scotia, in … Continue reading →

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Put These Books on Your Summer Reading List, Idiot!

Posted on June 28, 2018 by

The Girl Who Was, Like, Whatever By Kelly O’Nelly This literary tour de force from the acclaimed young author of Rockabye Rat Trap tells the story of Kenmore Levinson, a girl so neglected that her mother named her after a … Continue reading →

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Distant family doctor

Posted on June 21, 2018 by

“Unfortunately, due to family and personal reasons, I must close my clinic at the end of August 2018. I will be moving my medical practice to Abitibi, specifically the emergency room in the hospital at Rouyn-Noranda. … I will remain … Continue reading →

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It’s hard to move forward when your knee is jerking

Posted on June 14, 2018 by

Just over a week ago, Deb and I booked accommodations for our New York City trip in August. We did extensive research (“Which listing comes up first in Airbnb?”) and put down our deposit. A few days later, U.S. President … Continue reading →

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Me, trying to sell tires at the end of my driveway

Posted on June 7, 2018 by

I am alert. From my porch, I sense you lurking at the end of my driveway, where lie 10 used tires, propped just so in their sets of four and, oddly, two. But these are not just tires; they are … Continue reading →

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Hell is sober people

Posted on May 24, 2018 by

Having consumed my entire life’s quota of alcohol during the first half of my adult life, I no longer drink at all. Recently, though, I had to attend a work-related reception and dinner in Montreal, and though I did not … Continue reading →

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