Category Archives: Something or other but True

That’s Badass

“So this one time, I was in a hurry, and I sliced the tip off of the end of my finger with a wood chisel. So I drive down to Dr. H’s clinic there, downtown, and I’m sitting in the … Continue reading

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Sometimes the best ExMass story is a good Hallowe’en story

“So I picked up this midget hitch-hiking,” he started. You know it’s a good story when it starts like that. Particularly when it’s my Da telling it. “Used to want to be a midget wrestler, he did. The guy thought … Continue reading

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Even the end is true

“Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.”
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (Maud, and other poems) Continue reading

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I swear, all of it is true.

Matt stood there, holding my hand, as I wrestled with ‘should’ and ‘might’ and ‘can’t’ and ‘want’ and he stared at me for a moment. Then he let go of my hand. “You have to promise me you won’t tell … Continue reading

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This, also, is true.

Scott phoned my grandmother’s house one evening and asked if I was interested in going to a movie. I was. Oh God, I was interested in going to a movie. I was interested in going to ALL of the movies. … Continue reading

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This is a true story

The summer I was fifteen, the very last thing I wanted to do was to live on the farm in the hot shoebox of a pull-behind trailer with my mother who chain smoked and drank beer all day with vodka … Continue reading

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to be or not to be

First, go read this story about some Very Unpopular Decisions the Saskatoon school division has just made. Go ahead. I’ll wait. Now. It’s a pretty dumb idea. It’s dumb because, like the whole “we won’t fail your kid because it … Continue reading

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Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful

** There’s this guy. I see his leering face everywhere. He’s at the post office; he’s at the pharmacy. He’s in the city when I drive there. Sometimes, I even see him at the mall. It’s really annoying. I mean, … Continue reading

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And now, intolerance!

On the cusp of hearing the very good news about gay marriage being permitted in California, I read this article about severe douche baggery perpetrated by morons. Far be it for someone from the state of Florida to do something … Continue reading

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What isn’t said

There were people in the house. I could hear them downstairs, in the back room. I could hear footsteps on the floor below, and the particular timbre of the stairs as someone ascended. There were often people in the house; … Continue reading

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