Tag: the city
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Poe’s Deadly Daughters
Hey, hi, how you been? What’ve you been up to? Me? No, just busy, is all. But I’m hoping to get away soon-ish. Do you tweet? As an early birthday present, I scored an invitation to be part of the fabulous Poe’s Deadly Daughters blog this weekend (this weekend in Canada, which is a few…
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Mind plays tricks
Coming down the escalator at Greenwood Plaza, the long one, at the end of a long day — concentration dead, eyes heavy, brain fritzing randomly — I saw from the corner of my eye a woman two metres down the escalator from me, turned to her left and gazing intently into the eyes of her…
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The stranger
“I have a story to tell, but if I tell it, they’ll kill me.” “Who will?” I ask, compulsively. Because even sober I’d want to know the answer to that. “When I was 18, I was beaten by six screws. I was naked. Neddy Smith asked me if I’d screamed.” My thoughts settle into the…
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“It looks like Mars out there.”
Six o’clock in the morning, that’s what my roomie said. Didn’t understand what he meant. He was right.
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Bad pennies
Much excitement at chateau deborahb this morning, but not the good kind. Turns out we had a break-in last night while we were sleeping. And before anyone feels TOO sorry for me, I have to confess that all I lost was a window (400 bucks, thank you very much) & whatever peace of mind I…
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“please bring either an umbrella or a frozen spatchcock –“
“– and some toothpicks.” Yes! Fans of the mysterious Craig unite! He’s finally creating headlines with his bizarre street signs (though another article says the signs haven’t been seen for some time). Craig should be easy to spot. His favourite costume is “a pirate outfit on the top half but has clown pants and big…
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Vale Valhalla
So, I’ve only just heard about the demise of the Valhalla Cinema in Glebe, & though it’s a shame to lose that crazy old arthouse den, on the other hand I’m not surprised. Because of the smell. That place always smelled bad. And it was creepy. I felt like I was entering the First Layer…
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I have seen my future. In it, I wear the same shoes.
I’m in town today with my friend K. & she points out that there’s a homeless guy ahead of us who seems to be partying on pretty fiercely. “Gee, he’s having a good time, eh?” she says, as the bum starts ranting & singing & rumaging through a bin & singing & ranting some more.…
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Update: Local Guide
So I just saw a guy wheeling a shopping trolley with an office chair in it, all the way down my street. And I’m thinking: why’s he need the trolley? The chair has wheels. Just push the chair. I’m telling you, shopping trolleys are the new mode of inner city transport. The only thing I’d…