Archive for August, 1998

Bring It On!!!

Today I am full of hope. I cast my gaze over the city from my perch at the Hospital and close my eyes, smelling the impending Autumn cool. I love the Autumn. And what’s more I can smell its arrival. Sweater weather, the crunch of fallen leaves beneath your feet, the dazzling spectacle that is […]


Last night was the long-awaited “Craig’s Singles Bash” party at the 7th Pocket in Markham. It was really great to see some of the people I hadn’t seen in a while, Harry, Colin, Dave, Ron and a multitude of others that over the pastĀ 6 years of knowing Craig, I have met in one capacity or […]

Back To School?

It is finally done. I am sure that none of you care in the least, but the ISDN line is now operational. I have booked myself into Cisco training for Sept 14 and I am finally almost into this job full time. It is about time. Today Dan came (he held this position before I) […]


Mariska and I do not agree to disagree. We seem to find redeeming qualities in the claims of the other even in the most diverse of topics. However, I am convinced of the psychological damage of prostitution. I am convinced that the instant a woman takes money for sex she will be haunted by it […]


August 24, 1998 – (Note added later: Written under extreme duress.)I am disgusted with the lengths to which some people will go to screw you out of your money. The facts here are as they will be reported to the police and as they will appear in court. The accused is A1 Moving and Storage […]

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone

So, the President was on TV last night telling ‘all’ about his involvement with Monica Lewinsky. I know you are all probably sick of hearing about this, as am I, however there are some interesting points to be brought up now that he has publicly admitted to being a liar and a cheat. The American […]


August 6, 1998. 32C 100%R.H. Traffic frustrates me. It is the one thing that really turnsĀ me off about this city. It was raining, the humidity and the heat were sticky under my clothes and even with the air conditioner pushing the opaque clouds of cool air upon me I sat, fogging the windows with my […]

Techno-war, ISDN and the CRT

I’ve got my muffin, my diet Pepsi and I am finally able to sit down and take a second to collect my thoughts. I had a crisis last evening. Mariska asked me to hook up one of the home computers so that she could send off her change of address to her prospective employers and […]

life in a box

A man’s reach must exceed his grasp, or what’s a heaven for? …Browning My life, in a box, taped carefully is the signature of my existence. We are still moving, be patient, I have to be. We are officially in, we slept there last night, but there is still much work to be done. We […]