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Sometimes we feel…
…like this overflowing recycling bin behind my building. It is always–I mean, ALWAYS–like this, because all the Gen Zedders here do nothing except order online and consoom. Can someone convince me they aren’t completely useless? Anyone at all?! I’m keeping this extremely brief, because I’m currently in bed trying to make sure that everything permanently…
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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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COVID Hellscape
On a plane in 2022, where I could sit a couple of inches from someone in a sealed tube way up in the sky during a supposedly horror-movie-like sweeping pandemic. That flimsy, dirty mask would allegedly save my life, though. The COVID-19 pandemic didn’t affect me as profoundly as it did other people; I never…
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Spring has sprung, the grass is riz
And I know where the flowers is These past few weeks, Vancouver has been experiencing what they are now calling an “atmospheric river.” Why the euphemistic language? It’s a MONSOON. It’s an ENERGY-DEPLETING RAINSTORM. This is a temperate urban rainforest; meteorologists don’t need to start mollycoddling our feelings with fancy-pants lingo. We know what’s up. …
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Self care? DON’T care!
I’m being good to myself. One thing I’ve been told for as long as I can remember is that I’m really, really hard on myself. And it’s easy to be hard. But I actually just think I’m strong enough and ambitious enough to navigate life, which is a battlefield. Didn’t Pat Benatar say that? Or…
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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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I Am The Cosmos
I’ve been tackling my (first) book with enthusiasm, and it’s been pretty astonishing how readily the stories and experiences have been rushing back to me, all of them in a helpfully linear fashion. I have duffel bags and duffel bags containing years and years of journals (“diaries” just sounds so juvenile) to aid me in…
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2024 Horrors: The Final Chapter
Me, watching “Kill List” for the fourteenth time. Released in 2012, it’s in my Top Five of all-time favourite scary movies. It’s late on a soggy Sunday afternoon and I’m delaying my bubble bath so I can write this. Let’s just finish this off, shall we? There have only been a small handful of topics…
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2024 Horrors!
…and by “horrors,” I am referring to the pleasant glut of movies that were released throughout last year, as opposed to the punishing series of events that transpired. While, so far, 2025 has started out strong and some excellent developments have already unfolded, 2024 seemed to specialize in teeth-rattling events both personal and public, and…
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A Quick One For Right Now: AA Wrapped Up
Please enjoy my extremely professional, surreptitiously-taken photo of this stunning embodiment of Generation Zed. Even during the sloppy early 90s when we were all draped in baggy, layered, grunge-inspired Value Village gear, this whole look would have been very worthy of the timeless Point-And-Laugh. I can’t write at length here since things have been somewhat…
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