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  • Hang Down Your Head

    Hang Down Your Head

    Tom waits for nobody. This song has been in my brain for a few days, so I figured the best way to purge it is to share it. I’ve always been a Tom Waits fan–and I do mean since my pre-teen years, when a colleague of my father (father’s? Whatever, carry on) gave him the…

  • Quickly checking in!

    Quickly checking in!

    Summer in Vancouver. Which I dread every year, incidentally. I have not had much of a chance to post here, because doing so takes up a lot of my time and energy and I don’t like to half-arse anything, but some pieces are in the works, I promise. Aside from life stuff, I’ve got a…

  • 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…

  • To a Beauteous 2025!

    To a Beauteous 2025!

    …and I’ve already begun the process with a Korean clay mask. Also, I’m not sure what filters on my Samsung phone have made all of my beleaguered recent selfies appear somewhat convex, resulting in an alarming egghead and as though I have a hairline like Queen Elizabeth 1; but no matter how much I fiddle…

  • 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…

  • Do you mean this week, month, or in general?

    Do you mean this week, month, or in general?

    I have no idea how anybody could answer this one and claim the same album from, say, 10 years ago, or even five. Actually, no, scratch that: I’ve known some folks who are almost autistically fixated on the same band/artist that they liked as children and have clung fast to them for decades. To each…