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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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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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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…
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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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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…
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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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