Last week was a bit busy, but I’m now stationed in Mariposa. I still have to make my way down to Toronto every so often, but that’s not much of a bother. Here is what happened last week.
I like the way the English speak. For whatever reason, I’ve come to enjoy the British temperament. My favourite comedies are British. Besides, what man, in his right mind, wouldn’t want to be swooned by a beautiful British woman? Or, at least listen to her while she speaks to another man, and dream it were… Continue reading I Prefer to Pronounce it “Ber-nerd”
It would have been about three months ago, now. My friend, a good friend of mine, asked me why I am not writing a novel. We were standing in a smoke-filled garage, at a going-away party for a mutual friend.