Our New Year’s Misadventures as Told by Someone Else
It was an American woman in Montreal. She volunteered to come visit us for New Year’s. I couldn’t have done a better job than Tracy retelling our whirlwind love affair of two girls,… Read More
It was an American woman in Montreal. She volunteered to come visit us for New Year’s. I couldn’t have done a better job than Tracy retelling our whirlwind love affair of two girls,… Read More
Anyone who is my grandmother (or similar) should probably not watch this. Happy New Year from Le Clown, and Tracy Fulks, and me! xo (a little nod to Speaker7 in there…did ya see it?)
I haven’t died/run away/gone blind. I’m just tired, and unmotivated, and trying to fight of The Big Dark while the real dark of winter creeps in. I’m not alone, so it seems. Lots… Read More
At home, my anniversary of uterine expulsion was a low-key affair. I stayed in pyjamas until 3 pm, let Le Clown herd and disperse the kids to their respective day prisons, and tried… Read More