I owe someone something. And it’s not the 20 bucks I owe you for that time you spotted me for drinks. It’s not the kick up the arse I owe Bill O’Reilly for just being a dick. It’s not the…
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Fixing Mall Santa's Pants or What I Did for my Christmas Vacation
Every Christmas, throughout my high school and university years, I added one more weird holiday job to the list of strange things I’ve done for money. I’ve doled out expired and melting lipstick to desperate and slightly insane women…
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Next Time, Get the Custard Tart
I don’t know about you, but on occasion I find myself in a situation where I start to look for hidden cameras. It is a situation that I feel can’t possibly be happening in the realm of reality, so I…Read more
Whitney & the K-town Iguana
You haven’t lived until you have lived with a horny Iguana.
My first year out of University, in the early spring, I landed a role in a play in Kitchener, Ontario. I had never been to Kitchener, though…