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Benches: An Essay Just Wouldn’t Cut It (Meaning, There’s Video)
A bench too meaningful to commit to simple paragraphs. …and honestly, the outline I started a couple of months ago was just spiraling out of control. The story of the Vancouver Granville Street Bridge Benches really isn’t that fabulous, but I have a tendency to start everything with a massive preamble, then elaborate on details…
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Ninety days until I’m 50, which is the new 40, but 40 was actually awful for me, so I’m okay with 50.
Now see here: my DNA wants me to look like a perogie-gnawing Russian peasant, and I have indeed looked that way many times, but I will continue to Winston Churchill my way against that genetic insistence. So yes, here’s another rare selfie that’ll be a collector’s item by 2125! Deal with it! And for the record,…
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WordPress Writing Prompt, Which I Haven’t Done For A While
Finishing what I started. Reading stuff I wrote a while ago and discovering that it’s not bad at all. It’s a craft that doesn’t depend on one’s looks, age, physical health, or even mental health; some of the most cuckoo people I know are fairly decent writers, and some of the sanest people I know…
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Selfie failure #1,975
I’m trying to finish up something else for this exhausting blog (honestly, sometimes I wish I were a draw-er and not a writer) but in the meantime, I recalled how someone I know told me to take and post more selfies on social media. “I don’t do that,” I replied. “I’d feel ridiculous.” “You shouldn’t,”…
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Bitchin’ and Beachin’: A Canada Day Harangue
This Canada flag kinds of says it all about my country: a bit screwed up for now, but eventually it’ll unfold back into admirable functionality. It’s my second annual Canada Day blog entry, and I have to say, the overall energy this year is shockingly different from last year, when everyone felt pretty defeated and…
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Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?
Even as a tot–and a very cute one–you can see how enthused I was to be dressed up and have my picture taken. Did I actually think I was going to voluntarily put myself on YouTube? I did. And it was one of the more preposterous ideas I’ve ever had. And that’s a mouthful coming…
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Nothing to write right now.
But thanks for checking in. Enjoy the Gen Zed sartorial splendour. I’ll get there. Working on something but it’s work. Drop me a line if you feel so inclined; I’ll write back. Oh, and so apparently WordPress is going to charge me $150 next month to keep my horrible site plan, which is very new…
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…in the meantime, Jack White, you must know something:
I’m quite busy with my day job and with writing a whole pile of stuff (my first excruciating book, upcoming blog posts about nothing of any consequence), but I have said this once, twice, three times a lady: I will never kick you out of bed for sitting on my face. I don’t care what…
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Happy International Men’s Day!
That is, in fact, a young-ish Clive Owen. Something about this guy has always made me feel tingly, flushed, and indecent. Well, I’m not going to say too much about this day. It just reminds me of when I was a kid, and Mother’s Day and Father’s Day would roll around and my siblings and…
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Non Desistas, Non Exieris
Right. After much consideration, contemplation, and consultation, I have decided that there is no way I am walking away from this blog. No. Fucking. Way. Remember that essay I wrote a few weeks ago about incels? Yes, they are a complete nuisance. Worse than a nuisance; they are extremely harmful. There’s nothing like a guy…
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