On Monday morning, when things have finally calmed down, I decide to focus on the fence in the backyard that fell during the hurricane. We’re lucky the fence didn’t kill anyone, for it was broken before Sunday’s storm. Most things half-broken then broke completely. Including, it turns out, my relations with the dogs living on […]
City
Down at the Khyber
Tuesday morning I was helping set up The Coast’s emergency office, and there were computer problems. We’d taken over the Khyber Digital Media Centre, lugging a few computers from our powerless north end office to join this electric oasis on Barrington Street, but the two systems clashed. While I maxed out my editor skills trying […]
Motel hell
When the world wasn’t lit so well by giant tungsten candles and strobing halogen fireflies the neon sign of a motel would really stand out. You could be coming into town, late on the road, tired, grimey, hungry. There it would be, warming the night sky with the colours of fireworks, there would be the […]
Night in black
Juan is on everyone’s minds at my local watering hole Sunday afternoon. The bartender clearly isn’t concerned. “What does Halifax know about storms, anyway?” he guffaws through his Cape Breton accent. “The Khyber isn’t open tonight, is it?” asks a neighbour. “Of course it is,” I reply. “Tonight’s the Johnny Cash tribute. I’m performing.” Downtown, […]

