I’m a collector, not a hoarder
You always hear that, don’t you. When you watch those programmes with people who have seventy eight cats all living in the house with them, turding on the floor in…
cenobyte
Frat House Legislation
Saskatchewan passed new sexist legislation yesterday which makes all sorts of changes to the Liquor and Gaming Act. There are gems in there like how you’re now allowed to serve…
Not a phone
When’s a phone not a phone? When you’re not using it as a phone. [Insert some pithy argument here in which we talk about Socrates and the Aristotlean ideal or…
Ch sh ts tz tch
I had this brilliant post I was going to make, only I thought of it last night as I was lying in bed, and I didn’t want to jot it…
Remember when I was nicer?
Okay, you probably don’t. That’s probably a trick question, in fact. I’m not sure if I’ve ever been very nice. Because, see, the thing is…this is the thing. The thing…
Soup Season
When other kids hung around the kitchen and asked to lick the icing beaters or the cake batter bowl, I was off in the nearest sun-warmed window reading books. It’s…
Have you a one-handed child?
This is the pinnacle of raising a family. This, right here. This thing that happened to me just last week. Technically, I suppose it happened to the entire family. It…
No Effin’ Brains
Dear Old Dude on a Bike: I recognise that you face many challenges every day. And I am sorry that you have faced circumstances that have brought you to this…
Grace
The sun crested the dry, brown autumn hills this morning and flooded my bedroom with a rich orange light. Clouds streaked with pink and crimson lay brilliant behind the skeletons…
Freedom Has Consequences
This article is about a London, Ontario man who posted a cruel comment on the memorial site for Amanda Todd (the 15-year-old Port Coquitlam, BC girl who committed suicide last…
Definition of Terms
As I was stewing this morning in the steam room, I thought of something. Or rather, something came to me. Or was revealed to me. Or whatever. I’ve been thinking…
TRANSFORM!
I think it isn’t so much like a transformation, actually. It’s more like a palimpsest. A dog-eared, loose-leafed unbound monstrosity that’s been erased upon so much the paper is balling…
Residence
It’s not really communal living, is it? It’s just high-capacity living. I don’t even really know if you can call it “living”. I was 12 when my mother’s friend told…
Introspection
I started this post in an entirely different manner. Then I erased everything and started again. I don’t know why (or indeed if) that’s important. It seemed poignant. I am…
Deep Throat
Just a brief note today, my love. The downside of eating regularly and relatively well is that when one has to skip meals, one is devastatingly hungry. The reason for…
Thinly Thought
I wasn’t going to do this. I really wasn’t. But then something happened to a friend of mine and it got my knickers in a knot and I know I’m…