Things You Should Know About Me

I don’t use the food bank. I’m glad it’s there for people who need it, but I’m not one of them. So if you see me walking downtown, I’m not looking for it. You don’t have to ask me that question now. I’m not looking for the Salvation army either. Glad they’re there, but unless …

I Didn’t Know You Were a Mute.

I swear the strangest things happen to me when I’m out and about. Like this little gem for example. I’ll be standing at an intersection waiting for my chance to cross and not get killed. The time comes, andI’ll step off. Suddenly, without a word spoken, someone who I didn’t even notice beside me will …

Thought Avalanche!

This monster of a post has been building for a while, and there’s so many different things I want to say that I’m afraid it might get away from me. So try and stay ahead of the thought avalanch if you can! Now that I’ve said that, whatever I could produce will look like nothing …

I am Blind! Not stupid!

God! What is with anything in a specialty market? The people who are selling these products think, and let me emphasize the word THINK, that they have the people who want it by the short and curlies and can sell it for whatever inflated price they want. They also think that their customers sincerely believe …

My Unlucky Thursday Thirteen

Before I start talking about who should get hoofed in the bag, I have good news. We have our miracle apartment! We just have to sign a few papers and hand over a bit more money and it’s ours! Now, back to kicks ahoy! These can be people, or groups of people. Aren’t I generous? …

Silly Jabberings on an Awesome Day

I don’t know what it is about awesomely sunny days, but they make me want to gabble about random things that usually I wouldn’t think are worth being posted. But since it is so awesome out, here goes, off into the land of my silly mind. I’m so glad to have that annoying census thing …

Strange Things People Say.

Now that Babs isn’t with me, I get all kinds of strange comments. They always start out normal. “What happened to your dog?” I explain it to them, and then all the weirdness begins. One favourite is, “So, are you able to get around now?” Well, how did I get around for 20 odd years …

Random Bitchfest

I don’t know. I just have a bunch of thoughts, and none of them feel long enough to make posts of their own, so I figured I’d throw them all together to make a bitch stew. So eat up. Ok, some of these were provoked by Steve’s post about the bank machine Braille and the …