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I’m Writing!
It’s like my brain has been completely broiled by the worst season of them all. …but the only reason I can actually sit down and type something out today is because I actually woke up to some cool, cloudy weather after being slowly roasted to death over the last several days, and so I am…
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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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90s I-Have-All-The-Answers Manifesto
For real, that’s the first page of a document that is twenty-nine years old if it’s a day. I have hauled this thing out of its home on my bookshelf every eon or so to see if what I wrote when I was 20 still holds up–and I have also stumbled across it over the…
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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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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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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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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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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:…
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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…
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