Hmm. Oddly enough, every other major life event (well, really OLD one) has been hashed to bits in this little memorandum of mediocrity, but not my sole brush with the world beyond.
Well, it wasn't so much a brush with the beyond as a brush with a light standard.
But let me start... From the Beginning.
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Kingston in 1994 was a hellhole. )
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I know you meant it with love.
But now, I get to pick a song for you on Saturday.
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The amusing bit is, since you have a science background, I get to be Marcus, and you get to be Dr. Franklin.
Which means... I have a fighting pike, and you get sweaty play.
Dammit. I wanna be the doctor.
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Road snow can be weird though. On the way back from Hamilton last night I saw a car so something very similar to what you describe, although in somewhat less dramatic fashion. The car just ended up ramming the concrete divider on the 403 and then drove away. It was unnerving mostly because I had driven over the same patch of snow without any problems.
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The insurance guy pretty much said I should be dead. Which is amusing in its own way.
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In either case, had you died I would now not own a lovely pair of ceramic elephants.
And I didn't know there was Karaoke in Ganaoque. Of course I haven't seen anything more in Ganaoque than the inside of a motel room.
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Yikes.
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