Category Archives: xanga

You’ve heard blurbs like this before, I daresay: A suspicious package found in an aircraft washroom on a flight from Chicago yesterday afternoon brought out Ottawa police canine and bomb-disposal units. A member of the crew found the package about … Continue reading →

To complete the trilogy (though I won’t limit it to three) of stories featuring the same three people, I present the following, which occurred Saturday, July 22, 2006. I thought the night was amusing, so perhaps you’ll agree. (Amendment to … Continue reading →

We interrupt the previously-scheduled archival broadcast to bring you this breaking news from this morning! I had a 10:15 appointment at LensCrafters to get checked for new glasses, since I’ve been having trouble seeing things at a distance. My dad … Continue reading →

Here we go with more rambling from Saturday, July 8th, 2006. Feel free to ignore it. In my life I always seem to have two distinct states of mind: Knowing what’s going on, and not knowing what’s going on. I … Continue reading →

A few of you have already seen this, but I shall post it anyway for the sake of completeness. (And I tend to be rather detailed, so this is kind of long.) This is from the InterVarsity annual camping trip, … Continue reading →