Mar 2021 02

There’s this scene in the old movie ‘Clerks’. Dante can’t get the front gate of the Quick Stop to retract so he posts this big bed sheet out front and spray paints on it to let people know they’re open.

I’m here. Probably in the back storage room, tidying up. Spiders. Ick. Anyhow – knock loud or call if you’re looking for me.

In recent months, I’ve been doing the occasional Advertising Copywriting contract when they come up – in 2021, I’ve already worked for Leo Burnett, Cundari, and Jackman Reinvents.

And still planning a website revamp to better reflect my portfolio and stuff. But it’s a pandemic. Who’s in a rush to do anything, right? Painting walls, doing taxes, and selling overpriced GameStop stock that I bought during the frenzy.

Hope you’re well. I assure you, I am open. Capitalism goes on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sep 2020 25

Hiatus

Posted In Blog,The world

Still on a little break. Cooking up a new website, and other junk. But I lurk in the shadows and will return.

Open for sporadic writing gigs so you if you have something in mind, reach out and touch me.

 

 

 

 

 

Sep 2020 20

let us begin

Posted In Blog

 

 

 

 

Sep 2020 01

You think you’ve seen it all.

Then you’re out walking the dog at night at the bottom of Roncesvalles. And a gaggle of teenage boys all riding bicycles pull up behind you at the light to cross the street.

No helmets. No lights.

But armed with a boom box.

And they’re blaring … ‘Band on the Run’ by Paul McCartney & Wings?

‘If I ever get outta here… If we ever get outta here…’

And finally you turn around (you have to) and say “It’s not often you hear someone your age blaring Paul McCartney.”

And they look at you and say “For sure, man!”

And the light changes and the troop tear off on their self-propelled two-wheelers and up Roncesvalles as Paul breaks into the part where the tone changes and he soaringly croons ‘Well the rain exploded with a mighty crash as we fell into the sun…’

And you look at your dog and you say ‘What a strange trip this is, man.’

But you somehow feel better about the world.

 

 

 

 

 

Aug 2020 10

For your enjoyment, the Pigeons of Parkdale.

Was napping the other evening and as I came to, and wiped some drool from my mouth, the light was all Cloud City perfect and one of the pigeons that likes to hang out on my balcony sauntered by the open window. Precariously walking the railing at a perilous 120 feet up. No net.

 

 

 

 

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