An Open Letter to the Oppressor by Deb Danielle (sort of)

Dear Oppressor, We have banded together in protest of your ill treatment. We do not enjoy living in boxes, much less boxes in the basement under the stairs. And if you think it was an improvement to shove one box underneath the old TV, you are mistaken. We hear you sitting there in front of that TV with your bottle of beer and your potato chips. We hear Danielle walk…

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Things learned the hard way by Deb Eileen

I like to think of myself as a smart person. I read books with really big words. I have not one, but two, university degrees. In my day job I often serve our provincial Supreme Court as an expert witness. So the only excuse I have for the following story- is that some things apparently have to be learned through experience. It is that or I am in fact mentally…

Friday, April 13, 2007