• Sunset Beach, December 19th, 2025

    Sunset Beach, December 19th, 2025

    My forties.

  • Cultural Hegemony

    Cultural Hegemony

    “The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters.” -Antonio Gramsci …and then, of course, there’s: “Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.” –William Butler Yeats I now want to share a music video that is better than…

  • I completely get it, my brother…I get it.

    I completely get it, my brother…I get it.

    Went for a walk around my beloved, priceless Seawall in a foggy, near-monsoon today. It was incredible; the place was almost completely deserted, and thus a whole new and inspiring experience. Walked down one of the set of beach steps and stayed down there for a long while, getting soaked despite my Vancouver rain gear.…

  • Happy Sagittarius.

    Happy Sagittarius.

    Cookin’ and countin’ down to 50 years old. Just a few more weeks now… We are indeed officially in the month of the archer, which is my sign, which is always a pretty terrific time of year for one and all. Between the burning-a-hole-into-you intensity of Scorpio and the stick-in-the-mud seriousness of Capricorn lies the…

  • WordPress prompt.  Also, another video on another auspicious day.

    WordPress prompt. Also, another video on another auspicious day.

    I know my instinct was to turn that gourd above into a hand-carved object of terror. See? My instincts were correct! It could not have been any other way! I haven’t done a writing prompt in ages, but figured that today might be a good day to tackle one; I’m ultra-busy with other tasks, but…

  • Ninety days until I’m 50, which is the new 40, but 40 was actually awful for me, so I’m okay with 50.

    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,…

  • I Really Tried My Best.

    I Really Tried My Best.

    My favourite day of the whole summer. I did.  I absolutely gave it the old SFU try.  I documented it in this blog post, where I managed to somehow pull myself up and out of the summertime blues–blues?  More like suicidal despair–and do my damndest to embrace it.  Morning Seawall walks!  Amusing public art!  Meditations! …

  • WordPress Writing Prompt, Which I Haven’t Done For A While

    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…

  • Selfie failure #1,975

    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,”…

  • Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?

    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…