My Biggest Fan Has Never Read My Books

There’s a 75-year-old woman who lives about four blocks away from me. She doesn’t speak any English, and she’s never read any of my books. But, get this, she is my biggest fan. She doesn’t know what I write, but she believes in my message anyway. This woman raised me. She taught me my multiplication…

My Hero

My hero is 6’8″ and 200lbs. He’s the strongest man I’ve ever met. I’ve seen him singlehandedly lift stoves and 40″ cabinets. He was born with 30/2o vision. He never gets sick, and he functions well on less than six hours of sleep each night. He also catches thieves and champions the weak from time to…

Trashed Garage (Another Tenant Horror Story)

This story is infinitely tamer than my Drug Dealer Tenants post. But bad tenants are bad tenants. So here’s another landlady horror story for you. This story happened shortly after my daughter was born. We were cycling through tenants like crazy because nobody seemed to want to live in a basement and listen to a…

Growing Up Poor – Life Lessons Pt. 1

TL;DR; I grew up dirt poor and learned a lot of hard life lessons.     When my family immigrated to Vancouver, Canada, in the 90s, we spent the first year and a half living in the same building as drug dealers, prostitutes, and other seedy types. It was a moldy, decrepit building on the…

Drug Dealer Tenants (I’m a shitty landlady)

TL;DR: I rented my parents’ condo out to drug dealers and they fucked it up. A few years ago, my parents bought a brand new condo and asked me to help them find a tenant. I said, sure, why not. I posted an ad on Craigslist, and one responder, let’s call him ‘Hank’, really wanted…