• The horrendous, un-mockable “Anora.” It’s just so, so awful.

    The horrendous, un-mockable “Anora.” It’s just so, so awful.

    Gurl, you didn’t earn it…or maybe you did. I don’t even know anymore. I’m several months behind on addressing last year’s “Anora,” but who cares?  It isn’t like it is, or ever was, a movie of the times.  It’s not like this confounding cinematic release is a contemporary, popular, cool, hip, with-it, groovy, bitchin’, of-the-moment…

  • Nothing to write right now.

    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…

  • COVID Hellscape

    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…

  • Self care? DON’T care!

    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…

  • I Am The Cosmos

    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…

  • 2024 Horrors: The Final Chapter

    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…

  • A Quick One For Right Now: AA Wrapped Up

    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…

  • Further Grand Misconceptions of Alcoholics Anonymous (second verse)

    Further Grand Misconceptions of Alcoholics Anonymous (second verse)

    As a modest tribute to one of the most intriguing filmmakers of the last few decades who would have turned 78 today–with a terrific blast of thick hair that even I envied, and an odd Midwestern sexiness that will always give me thigh cramps–I want to share one of my favourite quotes from David Lynch:…

  • The Grand Misconceptions of Alcoholics Anonymous

    The Grand Misconceptions of Alcoholics Anonymous

    Happy New Year!   (Obligatory Justin Trudeau grumblings ahead…I must get them out of the way) 2025 sure has gotten out of the gate with an attention-seeking ruckus.  Apart from horrible plane crashes and terrifying natural disasters, the nelly little prisspot we call a Prime Minister has finally decided to step down as leader of Canada’s…

  • Taylor-Made For The Masses (First Part)

    Taylor-Made For The Masses (First Part)

    I said I was going to write about this, and I generally do everything I say I’m going to do.  However, as soon as I decided to set aside the time today to finally tackle the topic of The Glittery Weekend Taylor Swift Came To Vancouver (TGWTSCTV doesn’t really work going forward, so we’ll just…