Trailer Park @ the Ball Park

I was at the ball game today. It was terribly boring - the ball game part. But I was privileged (some would use other words) to be sitting in front of about 5-6 friends who sounded like they were straight out of the Trailer Park boys... with one of them even named Ricky! HA!
The topics of conversation were so philosophical... the biography of each player, some guy who should focus on getting his education, buying a sunfire (not sure why anybody would), telling newfie jokes - although the guy telling it sounded like he was a newfie himself. Does that mean he's just merely telling a joke?
Anyway - just my luck to be stuck in front of a bunch of weirdos for 3 hours listening to the most absurd topics of conversation... do people realize they sound stupid?
OH and obviously - only me... I got kneed in the back of the head by "Ricky" - figures.

Children...

i haven't slept for 2 weeks because of the topic of children.
no i'm not married.
no i haven't been asked either.
but i've been asked to have children.
to carry a family name.
is that something to ponder?

Don't Push Me

I was driving down Meadowvale, about to turn left onto Old Finch when all of a sudden the sky flashed pink, a single lightning bolt lit the sky commanding silence. The street lights dimmed their glare in reverence and all was still and dark. I, on the other hand, almost had a heart attack from the sudden pinkness and then the absence of street lights.

Considering the speed at which your life is moving, a gentle nudge would be all it takes to radically alter your trajectory. One such small adjustment could have unexpected consequences. For the next day or so, slow down.

Wednesday

today i sat in the garage for 2 hours to do work.
the garage was the only place i could find quiet.
in the garage, in my parked car, in the dark, on my computer, doing work.