Monthly Archives: June 2019

Five Years Later…ater…ater…

Hey everybody, I hope the week has treated you well. A couple days ago as I was fending off death, AKA “the man flu”, I received an out of the blue notification. When I took a quick peek, it was a little icon like the picture above. It was to remind me of quite the […]

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Journal Entry # 150 – Someone Call My Mommy!!!

Hey Everybody, You may have noticed my lack of content in the last week or so. Sorry about that my friends. I seemed to had contracted a serious strain of the man flu. It’s a thing, trust me…Lol!! Anyway, after extensive treatment and sookyness, I finally crawled my way back to work today. After a […]

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Happy National Indigenous Peoples Day!!!

Hey Everyone, It’s National Indigenous Peoples Day here in Canada, and given that I’m 3rd generation myself, I am dedicating today’s entry to my grandmother. She was Mi’kmaw, and a member of the Miawpukek First Nation. I’m currently a voting member of the reservation band council and have been for many years now.

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Bike Writer # 25 – This Life is Yours!!

This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No […]

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Am I Write? # 3 – I Think, Therefore I am!!

It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moments passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the […]

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Bike Writer # 24 – To and From the Soul!!

The farther I travel, the closer I am to myself. – Andrew McCarthy 

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Bike Writer # 23 -It’s Good to be Alive!!

Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. – John Muir

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French Island

surrounded in the francaisschoolboys like I, chase through stone corridors in jestpass tank topped bread makers andrum runners filling dark sackswho was I to speak to the going-ons of this foreign landtake me instead to the countrysidein an hour less a halfshare with me tales let me sip wineand pretend that I am a man

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Sunshine Blogger Award # 3

Happy Friday everybody, Boom, as I mentioned in my last post, here’s entry number two of two. Yup, two Sunshine Blogger Awards in a week. Not too shabby. What have I been doing to receive all this love? This time it was FloatingGold who sneakingly nominated me for this award just the other day. I […]

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