Sunday, January 30, 2011

What my phone sees

This is the worst cookie I've ever had. It tasted like earwax and dishonesty.

Beer-tasting tower. Conclusion: the Polish beer was not so good.

Debbie Travis' terrifying countenance will follow you all over Canadian Tire when you're just trying to buy a hammer.

My morning commute-corner. Morning. When is summer again?

Despite the whining above, I actually really enjoy my twilight bus gig. And sometimes I'm surprised by really beautiful scenery like this.

Hoar frost: scandalous name, otherworldly appearance.

Winnipeg has its own genus of harmoniums. They cluster on the walls of bus shelters and feed off the vibrations from strangers' conversations. When someone smokes a cigarette inside the shelter, they shrivel up and die.




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