Recently, a man in an unquestionably intoxicated state swam across the Detroit River and back, or claimed to do so, and I became so fascinated by the folk hero-level of coverage his story received that I wrote a bunch of silly blank verse about it. To be filed under WIP: Keys to the City. Um. Yep. *drops poem and runs off*

The Legend of John ( Read more... )

It was only a happy accident that found me in the audience at the Matchbox Twenty show at Caesars Windsor last night - an extra pair of tickets and a why the heck not? shrug of the shoulders. Sure, I'll admit to owning copies of Yourself or Someone Like You and Mad Season. I have car danced to "She's So Mean", and, okay, Rob Thomas is still ( Read more... )

The other day I read this article about how two different parties are going to be investigating the mysterious Windsor hum, a phenomenon that has for some time both intrigued and amused me. This inspired me to start work on...( whatever you want to call this )

It is a little known fact that some of the best restaurants are tiny holes in the wall that you have passed by without a second thought on your way to somewhere else. Marathon, located in downtown Windsor, falls into this category of culinary gems that are small on space but big on character. The decor is warm and inviting, the food presentation ( Read more... )

My ears were saved from the shrieks of dying cats trying to win an iPhone at a local apple festival by a 65+ year old man who took the stage to perform a lively rendition of "Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven ( Read more... )

( a shot of Rye )

I am so beyond geeked about this that I haven't the words. Okay, maybe I have a few. Origin stories can be so brilliant if done right. Also: Franco.

Pretty sure that Michael Cera works at our neighbourhood Starbucks.

And, lastly, in other (not) news: snow.

Tomorrow morning, with the wind chill, it is going to feel like -24 degrees Celsius here (-11.2 F). So, um, the plan is just to crawl under the blankets, and someone can wake me when that becomes a more reasonable number, yes? The kids will understand. Speaking of, Sebastian insisted that I colour stars purple tonight, loves blueberries ( Read more... )

I meant to scan this when I saw it in the newspaper, but, as luck would have it, it's still up in the Windsor Star online classifieds.


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