Monthly Archives: July 2009

In My Happy Exhausted Place

Next Thursday is the 10th anniversary of my mother’s death. Usually, by around this time, I’m moping a bit.
Today, however… I have:

rearranged my living room, with Gayboy’s incredible help (a wunnerful friend of the bestest variety)
changed my shitty old broom closet into an awesome new food  pantry after having installed new shelves and two coats [...]

Choices: Living with Regret to Get Reward

Being a photographer and loving light, it’s going to be a long time before I get over the regret of missing the sunset-lightning-fireworks for the ages experienced by Vancouver on Saturday night, all for more work on the home, but I will get over it, and then I’ll get to live with the results generated [...]

Writing: The Art of Digging In?

I fall out of love with writing.
It’s a love/hate relationship. I can’t live without it. I wish I could.
It’s a near-pathological need to dig, writing. For some of us. For me. Dig, dig, dig. I feel like I’m taking a stab at digging my way to China in my back yard. I’ll never finish. I’ll [...]

Pop Culture Smackdown

A lot has happened of late, both in my private world and the big ol’ real world, and I’ve been focusing mostly on me.
Let’s do something different here for a change. I’m gonna weigh in on some of the things Twitter and tabloids have been talking about from the last month or so.

Everything In Its Place

I sometimes forget I’m a writer. I get out of practice, and then it doesn’t occur to me that, to be true to who I am on any given day,  I should be playing with a few words. Sometimes I forget that wrestling hands-on with my experiences and my past is what makes me the [...]

Unraveling the Headfuck

All these insecurities
That have held me down for so long
I can’t say I’ve found a cure for these
But at least I know them
So they’re not so strong

-George Michael
In my mind, there are two lives. The life I’ve lived, and the life I might’ve lived if all my insecurities hadn’t held me back for as long [...]

The Continuing Cockroach Chronicles

So, my downstairs neighbour, or as I like to call him, “Fuckhead”, managed to finally get discovered as the ongoing source of MY cockroach troubles.
It’s been 10 months I’ve been living with these fucking things, trying to eliminate them. Tomorrow, it’s D-Day! Fumigation!

Why I (Love to) Hate Facebook

There I am, second-last day of vacation, scouring my deck and cleaning my deck chairs. I bought the chairs about eight years ago now. As I scoured them down, a flood of old memories came back — drinks drunk as planes soared in across the southern horizon, headed for the airport’s runways, conversations nattered until [...]

Because Every Adventure Needs a Story

Every vacation comes with that one day when Nothing Really Goes As Planned.
For me, that day was Thursday.
I got up early, psyched and ready for a great day. The plan? Throw my bike on a bus and do an extensive cycling tour of Kelowna for my last day in town. I’d pick up some ingredients [...]

What I Learned on My Summer Vacation

Sometimes I just post a smattering of thoughts. This is such a time.
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Time evaporates. Make use of what you have.
It’s a big world out there. Get lost in it sometimes.
When I grow up, I want to be carefree. And aware. Always.
Alone is good, but so are people. When meeting them, it’s easier to find flaws [...]