Dread Poets Sobriety

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  • Kabelsalat

    It’s true I’ve never been a particular fan of Oktoberfest but were I do find German culture excels is in having a word to describe everything*. So saying, “Kabelsalat”, or, ‘cable-salad”, meaning the resultant tangle formed by disorganized cords over time. And they say magic isn’t real… Don’t even get me started on the pragmatic… Continue reading

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  • “Nice Guys Finish Whenever”

    What REALLY comes first? “Women and Children” or “Safety”? …Not where you thought I was going with that? You’re gross. I bore no intentions of posting today but like some insidious, cursed relic the laptop overcame my objections and drew me into its quasi-warm, somewhat irradiating embrace. Sorry boys. Today’s piece is original and really… Continue reading

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  • “Cooch Carter”

    I’ve got me some hoop dreams, Coach! That said, they have nothing to do with basketball… If you didn’t get that joke it’s like because you weren’t in my grade 11 Law class when the ex-convict stopped by for a Q and A. Your loss, I assure you. Some things you never forget. For me… Continue reading

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