Happy Monday?

First thing this morning I see several giant crows (a murder of crows - yeah, a bit disquieting) in milling around my neighbourhood and think to myself, 'huh, look at these guys. They won't even move when they hear a car coming. Jerks.' Then, I get to the train station and see this: Okay... I [...]

As Sure

I grew up in a blue-collar city called Oshawa. It used to be known as "The city that moto-vates Canada" as an homage to our General Motors roots. I grew up on the south side of that city. It was a little rougher, but the people who lived there were and still are, some of [...]

Two Sides of Me

I write under a pen name.  That name is Caycie Thompson.  Caycie Thompson writes erotica. I write under my own name.  That name is Abigail Grimes.  Abigail Grimes writes "mainstream" fiction, poetry and Letters to Nowhere; takes snapshots of graffiti and makes remarks about them. Sometimes, I find myself referring to Caycie as though she [...]

I Was Warned

It is a cold, windy winter morning here in Ontario. I was motoring along, heading to the 7:03 am train when I noticed a new train in the railyard. New train means new graffiti. When I stopped to take this photo this morning, I was amused. I did not realize it was a warning. "Dun  [...]