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Kale, ketchup and cancel culture

From potlucks to prisons

with a nor’easter on the way

on eighteenth century living

Our first six egger

You’ve got it good

on the shame of replacing a serpentine belt

on a night of dodgeballery

On adding traction to your truck and getting unstuck

On the medical benefits of being smacked upside the head

On essential oils, imaginary friends and other technologies for dealing with grief

When you need a moment of peace

On MACBETH, Jimmy Carr and impulsivity

On pulling a Brittney

An echo of Nova Scotian infamy

A fool’s guide to colon health

How the revelation of a toe caused a fool to gag

On chipped shoulders and the Darkside

Tools make me excited

On skating without laces

Time to celebrate five years of daily publishing on Substack

On becoming a flesh muppet

a fool and his community are soon partied

on protesting pain

Let your fingers do the walking through the Wishbook of connection

On preparing for storms

On reckless cocks and puffed up pigeons

Some thoughts on making space

on near misses

across the Musquodoboit

On a snowy day

On deciphering emoji on a snow day

How I stopped worrying and learned to love the lotto

On potluck testing and Tee Vee Pee

Unemployment metrics

When you take a hit, don’t lie there

What are you looking at?

On burning your dreams

Unemployed? Walk the dog. Don’t #@%$ it.

Four hens up, two hens down

once upon a time five years ago

On finding the rusty bolt

On cracked foundations and fallen kings

A simple trade: dough for dough

On leaking dignity while delivering the goods

Our last visit in the big yellow house

on reuniting with an old love

On slippery deliveries

On my bottom

Make life a buddy movie

in praise of my ladies brisket:

As we reach the home stretch

When the bike seat hurts

The porta potty plot (part4)

The porta potty plot (part 3)

The Porta Potty Plot Part 2

2025: the year I stopped worrying