10.51 You Gotta Fight

A few weeks ago I went to see the band Stars. They are celebrating 20 years as a band and so decided to mark this in a different way. It was at Crow’s Theatre in the east end of Toronto and was a hybrid of a concert and a play. There was a set, the band members played themselves, and there were scenes between the songs. Their goal was to show the audience what it’s like to be a working band for 20 years - all the fights, affairs, marriages, kids, success, failures. They would do a scene, tell you a story, and play a song from their catalogue that reflected it.

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10.50 Five Cups

When I’m up to five cups of coffee a day, I know I’m in trouble.

One advantage to getting older is being able to have a better understanding of your moods. Anyone that knows me, knows that I can be a bit moody at times. A bit. Okay, sometimes a lot. My friends and family are gracious enough to be patient and accept all of the different angles that make me up. And I hope I do the same for them.

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10.49 December Dispatches!

At this time of the year, I usually make the joke - this is my last [post, blog, episode, show, etc.] of the year. The joke being that the next thing will probably be coming up in the next few weeks after the holiday season. I just enjoy people perhaps thinking about how it might be a long time before they hear from me again, only to be inundated with all sorts of stuff pretty much right away. Anyway, it’s hilarious to me and never gets old.

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10.48 The Mattress Revolution

The government wasn’t doing what it was supposed to be doing. It was the same then, as it is now. I’ve been thinking about this since the sightings of the mattresses. It’s been well established that I like to go for long walks around the city. Just to take in what’s around me, how people are living, to feel the space between me and everything else.

When I saw the first mattress, I figured it was just an isolated incident. The second one merely a coincidence. The third one, a confluence of timing. By the tenth one, I knew something was going on.

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