Bits ‘n Bites.

I’m chalk full of random stuff today, folks, so bear with me.

And no, I’m not just referring to the wildly-varying diet of the modern bellman. (Trust me, if I recounted that list you’d be amazed at the fact I’m still alive.) No, today is all about the various events/happenings/disasters that have recently unfolded in this Hodge-podge of joy/madness I boldly refer to as a life.



Well, as suspected, the much-hyped inspection was, much like my first sexual experience, rather anticlimactic. For the bellmen, at least.

The new inspector, an Olivia Newton-John clone (current Olivia, not Grease Olivia), opened one of the doors to our backroom (our bellmen’s room has more openings than a circus freak), took a quick look at the ceiling, looked over at me while I was engaged in a comic, said “Hello” in a incredibly chirpy manner and took off. My response can be summed up thusly…


That’s it? I polished carts for this? I haven’t polished a cart in a decade! Literally! Why? By all that is holy in this universe… why?

But that was that. I think the rest of the hotel just squeaked by, but who cares? The fact remains, I had to polish luggage carts, a disgusting, messy job that I’ve shouldn’t have to do anymore. As they say, I’ve done my time – not that the Universe cares…


“Hey! My first nerd!”

Not quite. Every once in a blue moon I run into a young, gorgeous female guest who loves life so much she’ll even flirt with a middle-aged, slightly balding (okay, not so balding), nerd. I love those days.

Picture it: Ten in the morning on a Sunday in Room 1614. She was blonde, with hazel eyes that looked though to your soul – though I doubt she’d have the attention span to examine said soul. She was sporting a Wonder Woman t-shirt that was being stressed to its limits.

“I just love Wonder Woman! It’s cool to be a fangirl these days, right? Having a vagina rocks!”

My response doubled her over, a position I’m certain was more than a little familiar to her.

“Well, I’m more of a fanboy, what with the penis and all.”

I know what you’re thinking, but she opened the door to the dirty talk with the “V” word.

As I said, she was literally bowled over by my scathing and ridiculously-inappropriate wit. She quickly recovered though.

“You’re HILARIOUS!!! Do you wear fanboy t-shirts?”

At that point I opened my uniform jacket and revealed my Black Lantern T which hung over my abbless frame. (Yes, “abbless” is a word.) Her mouth hung open for a moment and then it was on like Donkey Kong. Her eyes glazed over. She adopted a husky tone. She moved close to me in the doorway… alittletooclose.

“You know… if we hooked up… which we could do very easily… you’d be my first nerd!”

Needless to say, after unfogging my glasses and moving away from her, I politely declined. She was crushed (I’m betting), but she was fine. (There are few things I fear more than my wife in full rage mode. Plus, I wouldn’t hurt VampireLover for all the tail in the world.) But it was nice to be asked.


Let’s Play Ball!

Actually, let’s not. Apparently there’s a big baseball game in Toronto tonight, but I’m a nerd, so it’s strictly Murdoch Mysteries for me. Unfortunately, Murdoch will be preempted by…


There’s an election?

Yes, there is an election unfolding in the Great White North today, which means my beloved Murdoch Mysteries will be interrupted by election results. Maybe I’m just jaded but I fail to see the point of all this election stuff. If there’s one constant in politics, it’s that nothing ever really changes. I’m not bitter just realistic, I swear.

breakAnd finally…

If you haven’t been keeping up with my second book, currently unfolding on Wattpad, then I guess you don’t really love me. I understand.

But if you do care about that sort of thing, my latest chapter is up and running and if I do say myself, it is nothing short of brilliant. it is the sort of thing angels weep at – before spontaneously combusting from sheer joy. Forget the so-called “Good Book”, this is the greatest tome ever written by a mere mortal.

Or it maybe a total piece of crap. You decide. Either way, here you go.

The Hook: Year One


That’s it?

As I often tell the wife, “I’ve done my best, but that’s all I have in the tank.”

See you in the lobby, kids…

About The Hook

Husband. Father. Bellman. Author of The Bellman Chronicles. Reader of comic books and observer and chronicler of the human condition. And to my wife's eternal dismay, a mere mortal and non-vampire. I'm often told I look like your uncle, cousin, etc. If I wore a hat, I'd hang it on a hat rack in my home in Niagara Falls, Canada. You can call me The Hook, everyone else does.
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19 Responses to Bits ‘n Bites.

  1. Paul says:

    Ha! Cool post Hook. Love the picture of you after you’d polished all the carts. Ha! And the young woman – wow, how great to be asked. And then there was the election – I voted but I don’t pay much attention to election night results. How do they fill so many hours? I thought they couldn’t give any results until the polls closed in Vancouver? That’s like midnight:30 am. Talking heads prevail. I couldn’t believe that Harper buddied up with Rob Ford – is he well? Yikes!

    Great post Hook – carry on!

  2. markbialczak says:

    It’s great to know that you’ve still got it, Hook. With the polishing of the carts and the non-polishing of Wonder Woman, both. πŸ™‚

  3. Julie Burton says:

    Stop it, Murdoch Mysteries. You should have watched the game!! I’m crushed. 😦

  4. I didn’t realise you were a sex god, but I’ve had the much younger woamn thing happen to me too. By the way, I didn’t know you were writing a book, but serialising mine (on Readwave, though I have used Wattpad in the past) takes up a lot of my time. Good luck

  5. Does this mean I can get you to polish the silver?

  6. Good boy!! It is nice to be asked though, eh? I don’t get hit on very often… but it makes me feel good when I do. Especially since the last time came from a MUCH younger man! πŸ˜‰

  7. NotAPunkRocker says:

    Hey! I want t a Black Lantern t-shirt! πŸ˜€

    • The Hook says:

      You could definitely pull it off!
      Mine is threadbare, I wear it under my uniform so often.
      Plus, they’re out of stock, which makes it a classic – like me!

  8. Doug in Oakland says:

    Considering how many under-sexed nerds there are out there, you might have suggested that she step up her game…

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