Another crisp day in Burlington, right along the shores of Lake Ontario. Harsh temperatures sitting around -16, -30 with the wind chill. It’s the first real encounter we’ve had with the winter’s bitter edge this year, and if I recall it might be on the tail end of a two KEEP READIN'
I’ve got glasses.
It’s 8:24PM as I write this from behind two panes of glass before my eyes. This whole spectacles business is a strange adoption. I’ve gone from mostly human – au natural, shortcomings and all – to and old man in a matter of hours. This morning I woke up without KEEP READIN'
Dickhead
I fear that I may ventured too far into the curiosities of the human condition. I’m caught with eyes, now, that wonder too often how the suffering of daily life, good or bad, has tempered the fragile soul of a beautiful woman (any).
Inclement Weather, Freddy.
The City of Burlington, Ontario is blanketed, as it continues to snow, and I can’t help but celebrate amidst inclement weather warnings. I celebrate the joys of nature, and how they overthrow the economy of man’s day to day, rendering even the biggest egos into helpless fools, skating around in KEEP READIN'