Shock Stock is RETURNING

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged, and trust me, there’s a reason. We are relocating, (AGAIN) to London Ontario. This is the town where Aunt Mimi ran across Dirty Dave, and they decided to run off together. The process for apartment applications has altered significantly and I’ve had to spend a lot of energy on it. It found us successful, however, and I’ll be settled in just in time for<a…


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I was woken by a notification on my phone. My friend texted me to make sure I was ok. I sleepily texted back something about Mike Nesmith’s death, but then she responded, “No, Anne Rice”…

I was awake

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Hey, how are you?


Hey, how are you?

The young woman wakes up, wishing she felt better. She wakes up in pain, and lays in bed to wait it out. While she waits, she checks her phone messages. She feels connected, less alone, when she messages her friends. One friend was posting about how scared he was on his impending surgery. The young woman sends a loving, supportive message, “Hey, how are you?” and smiles wistfully. She wishes she…


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Losing Caleb



During this Pandemic, I knew I would be acquainted with someone who lost their life to this Virus. I knew I would be mourning a friend, acquaintance or, heaven forbid, a family member, or possibly myself.

I took steps to stay alive, stay safe, and thankfully, my family even, took the risks in the beginning to bring my parents and I groceries, necessities, and any thing we needed in the first six…


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The Real Privilege of Healthcare


The Real Privilege of Healthcare

I went to visit a friend today. They’ve been in a very bad place mentally, and I felt I needed to visit, bring them food, medication, make sure they were stable enough to be left alone, as they attempted to take their own life recently. I know someone will say “Why not take said friend to a Hospital? Or call the Police and do a wellness check?” Well, I didn’t feel safe to. You see, my friend is…


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END BIRTH ALERTS IN CANADA


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Birth alerts have historically targeted minorities, and further traumatized indigenous people still reeling from the effects of Residential schools.

Please sign my petition asking Justin Trudeau to end them

In Quarantine times



I need to self-isolate.

There’s a Pandemic, and I have a chronic illness. That would kill me, and I have to be here for my son.

I need to self-isolate.

People are refusing to wear masks, they “Can’t breathe”, not that that mattered to the unarmed black man who was smothered to death on live video.

I need to self-isolate.

No one else is isolating, no one is masking and I’m told “If you don’t…

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Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)

MAN [IN THICK ACCENT]: Black cat bring good luck.  Not bad luck.  I have black cat - See, him face - And I am not dead today: Good luck!

“See him face”

I sure fucking do see him face

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Him face

Reblog him face for good luck in 2021

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