It’s early in the morning and despite my best efforts I find it impossible to catch sleep. After months of searching, I’ve managed to connect with a Japanese woman who owns an underground Noyseum. She has at least 25 pages of The Alabaster Wars. More updates coming soon...
Woke up today with some expected soreness from yesterday’s Boxing Day. It’s a tradition for the boys to try and go a few rounds with me. My middle son has considered training at the Lad’s Club and my sore muscles say he’s about ready. Feeling SWARMED.
On this delicious afternoon, I’m reminded of the first time I read Todd Noy’s heartwarming tale “Limey and Me” to my oldest. We sat in Queen’s Park, occasionally stopping to watch the sun dance along the edges of the pond and the shadows slowly stretching across the fields...