Memorabilia
I found a lot of these long-forgotten, personal 'treasures' fairly recently. They were stashed in an old suitcase and tucked away under a basement stairwell in my parent's home. The flimsy piece of paper that says 'Drunk' on it goes as far back as 35 years! Memory lane is cobble-stoned with a vast array of disparate oddities: here's a small sampling of mine.
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Unemployed, drunk and thrown into a foreign jail cell—who wouldn’t be proud of that? Fun Down Under. (1984)
Honoured to say that I saw that concert in Oz. RIP, legendary wildcard, Lou. (1985)
The Who and I jet-setting in the spirit of Keith Moon madness. Montreal, Ottawa, Winnipeg--fiascos. (1986)
Doesn’t every self-respecting Canadian have one of these? Fighting forest fires in Hornepayne, ON. (1986)
This is what a bike-couriering Scientologist prone to accidents looks like. (1988)
Go west, young man. (1989)
Scribbled note from my American hero/saviour, Adam, during the aftermath celebration somewhere in Acapulco. (1989)
One of my ‘revamped’ bus passes from ‘Long-Haul Bus Rider.’ (1989)
United we stand! ‘Pumpy’ the Pump Boy days. (1989)
I must have been busy volunteering somewhere? (1989)
Old-timey girls, gambling and booze, Dawson City-style. (1989)
A proud, card-carrying member of this disgusting club. (1990)
Trekking permit for Helambu route, Nepal. (1995)
This is what you get to remedy a Nepalese bacterial bomb. Cost: a buck and change. (1995)
Thai police report. See, ‘Gigantic Thai-Frantic.’ (1996)
Author dabbles in live theater acting, Take 1. (1999)
Author as activist ‘dwarf.’ Have ‘wheelbarrow,’ will travel. (2000)
Author dabbles in live theater acting, Take 2. (2001)
Author dabbles in live theater acting, Take 3. (2001)
