Blood pumped through my veins and my fingers tingled with the excitement of the day. My favourite new band was only hours away from taking the stage and I couldn’t wait for the show to start. We met our friends in front of the VRBO place we’d booked in the Read more…
The Queen is dead, God save the King. A sentence years in the making. And all the more bizarre every time I read it and think about the meaning behind the words. For over a thousand years Great Britain has been ruled by a monarchy of some form or other. Read more…
The last hot days of August faded into memory. Only to be welcomed by the first days of an unseasonably warm September. What a summer it has been. A summer free of restriction and smoke. Free of fear and the threat of impending doom – mostly. It was a glorious Read more…
I stood in the rafters of Prospera Place in downtown Kelowna and surveyed the scene below. The chains dangled while the motors climbed them and the speakers were assembled. It was a satisfying feeling seeing the rigging turn into a stage. Cauldrons were rolled onto the stage and the lights Read more…
The late Calvin Barr, or so I am known as… I try not to be, but life seems to conspire against me regularly. So many things in life are out of my control, why does it seem like shit happens to make me late? Like losing my keys… Or having Read more…
The sound resembled a freight train rushing by at 100 km per hour. But this was not a freight train. It was a rain storm that poured down upon the roof of the cabin we were staying in. Good thing my brother put away the chairs the day before. He Read more…
Joe sat on the blistering sidewalk, the afternoon sun beat down with 35-degree temperatures. Despite the heat, he was ready for the 4 p.m. rush. The liquor store was the best spot to hang out in the afternoon heat. There were sure to be lots of people getting beverages. After Read more…
My sleep felt strange, was I dreaming? In the depths of my consciousness, I felt an itch, a soreness inside. My throat tingled with a pain that woke my senses. I must be dreaming, how could I be sick? I felt great when I went to sleep. It must be Read more…
Music bounced into the blistering heat of a Sunday afternoon. The parking lot at Prospera Place in Kelowna was filled with people sweating in the sunshine and grooving to the tunes. Rock The Lake was back. Rock the parking lot is what they should call it – Okanagan Lake is Read more…
“Hey, good morning!” Cooksters voice greeted Barrman on the phone. Cookster seemed to have a mixture of surprise and excitement to it. “Good morning buddy, I hope to be able to leave early. I just have to do a quick repair on my boat.” Barrman said to his friend on Read more…