One crazy $%#*&!

I left the office last night, at around 6:00 pm, to meet up with a friend to play squash. As I walked down towards Bloor, I could hear somebody yelling in the distance. When I reached the corner, I waited to see who was yelling, and what they were saying. A little ways down the street, I could see a man coming towards the corner where I stood, and I could start to make out what he was yelling... it went something like this;

"Repent! Turn to Jesus! Ask Jesus Christ, the son of David for forgiveness! You ****** ******* son of a *****!"

At first I thought he was a little dilusional, but religious, until I heard the last portion of his tirade. He proceeded to say this sort of thing over and over, while walking down the street, approached each person he passed.

I let him pass me, and continued to walk behind him, to see what he would do. I was a little nervous with him at my back, so I wanted to let him past. At one point he pushed a woman that was walking in the opposite direction, and another man came to her defence, and told the 'dilusional' man not to push the woman, or anybody else. To this, he felt threatened, and apologized for his action.

As he progressed down the street, he came to Avenue Road, with all six lanes busy with traffic. But instead of stopping at the red signal light, he just marched straight into traffic, not paying any attention at all. Several cars had to either swirve or hit their breaks to avoid colliding with him, and there were many honking horns, and irate drivers.

At this time I lost him in the crowd, as I was not going to continue across in the same fashion, and had to wait for the light to turn green. An interesting character he was, but not somebody I would feel comfortable running into alone on the street.

DB.

Ted's Variety

Blue Sky

Can you remember going to the corner store, with that dollar from Dad for the both of you, and you'd buy handfuls of candy with it. Buying that big green package full of 'Bottle Caps', and hoping there'd be more root beer flavours than orange?

Sitting in the car parked in the driveway, with the windows rolled down, pretending to be driving, chasing down criminals.

Swimming and barbeques in the green concrete pool, on those hot summer Sunday afternoons.

Waiting for that one Uncle at Christmas, then having to wait even longer, until you'd all had coffee and cake, then finally opening the gifts.

Getting up early on weekend mornings, sometimes before the t.v. stations were broadcasting anything, to watch cartoons (what time would that have had to have been... before 6:00?).

I remember those things, and more. Now I'm the Uncle that the kids are waiting for.

DB.

I don't know what to say...

Everything just seems bad this week.
I shouldn't be feeling this way,
but I do.

I'll drive myself crazy,
unless I get a handle on things.

DB.