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Questionable Public Art: A Vancouver Seawall Odyssey (with quite the preamble)
Not here, of course. I’m referring to the other side of the Seawall. Come with me! The unthinkable has happened: against every odd outlined in my last grumble-fest regarding this particular time of year, I have leaned into summer. Yes, indeed. And I have not just accepted where I live (the West End), but I…
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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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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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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…
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La Pura Vida? La Pura MUERTE! (Part One)
(Header pic: Francisco de Goya, The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters) I feel as though I haven’t been posting as regularly as I should here, because based on what I’m seeing and hearing, there has been a steady increase in readership and / or curiosity: thank you endlessly and kindly for checking out my scribbling,…
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pearson airport barbarism: let’s just conclude this
PRE-READING NOTE: This final entry has taken as much overdramatic, literary, morose license as the author saw fit. However, no hyperbole was involved in the following account, because absolutely none was required. So once the swab had circled the inside of both my nostrils and was packed neatly into a plastic baggie with my personal…

