I met “MY” matches for close to a full revolution around the sun at Fluid. A nightclub that was hot in the late 90s. I’d had all those credit cards they give you your first year of university and would max out at least one at this place at least once a month. I’d see […]
December 25, 2013
Or how I couldn’t hardly keep it together with that said friend giggling in the background after daring me to actually call up my piano teacher and tell her that, “I think I’m coming down with brittle bone syndrome, so…” Related Post: Bow Ties
August 28, 2013
A Seoul suburb where a kindergarten class interpretive danced the curriculum out of this till the caffeine kicked in.
August 26, 2013
Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. You can only form the mind of reasoning animals upon Facts: nothing else will ever be of any service to them. – Mr. Gradgrind No, sir! I am not a piece of black furniture. A Korean kid taught me that. He’d […]
February 13, 2012
I’m sorry, that big bad what? That Matoxy Sex Apee Quin. That’s what the Blackfoot First Nations people in Alberta reportedly called him, it means bad-ass black white man, naturally. He’s a cowboy! He’s the former slave cowboy responsible for driving cattle all the way up from Texas to Alberta 130 years ago making him the […]
February 12, 2012
Canada’s Rosa Parks. Never heard of her. And as a black Canadian, that’s kind of embarrassing considering she’s got a stamp and House of Anansi has had a book out about her since last year [awkward silence]. This is what they posted about her on their blog: In 1946, Viola Desmond went to jail for defying an order to […]
February 9, 2012
Let me explain. Pingala, a scholar, worked out some math adjectives for a poetry metre called prosody, also known as the first known description of a binary numeral system. The system used syllables, not unlike Morse code or maybe a love note from Neo to Trinity. Romantic. numerical value 1: 0 0 0 0 numerical value 2: 1 0 […]
January 26, 2012
Private moment at sold-out journal reading. An excerpt “Gasp!” “Are you okay?” “Oscar Wilde got arrested a hundred years before I graduated high school.” Earnest and at least two other good things I can count on one hand, please accept this post.
January 14, 2014
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