I already told you, Christmas Tree. 
Weren’t you listening?
Fuck you. 
How could you fall for this all over again? 
You think that we care because we take you into our homes and dress you up? 
How stupid could you be? 
We use you, Christmas Tree.
We just pretend to care.
And then we throw you out. 
You’re garbage. 
So get into your mulcher and let us get on with our lives. 
Until we want to pretend again. 
Until then, remember what we said. “Fuck you, Christmas Tree.” 
Monthly Archives: January 2014
Winter Travel to Detroit
I thought the idea of going to Detroit in the middle of winter was exotic.
Downtown Detroit
It would be bitterly cold and there might even be some snow.
Alumni Game, Comerica Park, Detroit, December 31, 2013
I dreamed of a blizzard. 
I knew all of this wouldn’t happen – with global warming bearing down – but kept to my dreams of icy roads…
Frozen landscapes…
Toronto Island
Airport closures…
Billy Bishop Airport, Toronto
In a world hushed by snow.
Union Square, New York
Maybe next year. 
NHL Winter Classic – Cold and Colder
I was at the NHL’s Winter Classic with 105,000 others. It was a thrill to be there and see Toronto defeat Detroit in a shootout. 
But I must admit to struggling with my focus, especially as the game approached four hours. The seven layers of clothes were no longer working. Neither was the Bloody Mary. I needed warmth. I needed to get out of there. And once I did, it was all about getting as warm as I could. 
We drove the six hours back to Toronto, through the snow and traffic, the car getting warmer until I was finally over-heated.
I refused to take off any of my seven layers. I only took off my hat. That was it. I was happy to be warm again. And then I slept and dreamed and it was all about being cold again.