working man and bubble gum
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 1999.09.28
Walking to work because of a transit strike, I saw a lean older guy with green zippered nylon work jacket, greenish pants, work boots. He looked tough as nails.
But he was blowing bubbles with his gum.
I thought, "I'm going to keep a journal of the things I see and do." Until now, I've mostly been writing movie reviews, but now the purpose of my blog will change.
It was a long walk because a TTC strike was in progress. By the time I'd gotten to work I'd decided to rewrite my content management system.
[Edit, 2021.08.07: So far, so good. It's now been nearly half a lifetime!]