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centre of the universe: Sacrifice?

See, the thing is, when I chose to become a parent, I did not think in terms of “sacrifice”. I did not think in terms of “giving things up”. It wasn’t about not being able to go out partying with my bee eff effs. It wasn’t about not eating hot food. It wasn’t about giving […]

centre of the universe: Cherie from the vanity press called today

I received correspondence today from the vanity press that keeps contacting me. You remember this from such escapades as Nathan’s going to publish my manifesto and Suggestions for Nathan regarding my manifesto and A Mouthful of Marbles and Nathan’s gone missing. A woman called “Cherie [REDACTED] a Publishing Consultant from [REDACTED]” contacted me today. Below is my […]

centre of the universe: When I say that something

The club was hot, smoky. Bass reverberated off of everyone’s sternum. The lineup for the ladies’ was around the corner and the gents just sprinted upstairs to piss in the alley. She sat at a sticky table. She wore a red satin dress. She wanted to leave. Then you sat down across from her. You […]

centre of the universe: When a Body

My granddad is in this photo. He’s the kid perched on the plough. It’s his father driving the car. David Henry. My granddad ended up looking just like him. Uncle Reg is beside David Henry, and their neighbours are standing … Continue reading →

centre of the universe: I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas

We have come to my childhood home for ExMass. I haven’t been “home” for Christmas since the year before Mum died. Ive been back to the house many times with the boys, but not in winter. not at Christmas. This was always her holiday. We arrived after supper and decorated the tree. I went from […]

centre of the universe: I am never forget the time…

The Long-Suffering Sarah and I decided to make the best of a class in high school with which neither of us was particularly enamoured. It wasn’t even so much that we didn’t like French class. It was that we didn’t really appreciate the exercises we had to do. Our teacher one year insisted on having […]

centre of the universe: [My Favourite L7 Song Here]

There is a photograph making the rounds on social media. I’m not going to post it because a) it’s an artist’s property, and reproducing it without permission is copyright violation; b) I don’t want to; c) I don’t want to name the artist because I think the artist’s work is really quite stunning, and it’s […]

centre of the universe: Late last night or the night before…

Last night I was fortunate enough to be able to play in my first ever tabletop Werewolf game, hosted by AJ. It’s all done by magic now, you see, with (so far) four players in three different cities playing via videoconferencing. Let me tell you, I’m liking this. So after the game was over, we […]

centre of the universe: Hairy Flowers

Continuing on from yesterday’s post, in which you are dying to know what I’ve been up to and what crap I have growing in my yard, I present 2) Renos: Round 2 – Whew. So it makes sense that the last post was ENORMOUS. A lot of work went in to that room in a […]

centre of the universe: Remember to put flowers in your hair

Because the last few posts have been somewhat whiny and complainey, I thought you probably wanted nothing more than to see what I’ve been up to this summer, and possibly that you were jonesing for photos of some of the crap I have growing in my yard. I know you do nothing all day but […]

centre of the universe: Shaking my confidence daily

I was just thinking…wondering, actually, how many blog posts I’ve begun with the word “Sometimes”. Because I was just about to begin this one with that particular adjective. Not that that matters; I was just wondering. This is tough to explain, but I’m going to try to do it anyway. I became very close friends [...]

centre of the universe: Lord Love a Duck

Did I ever tell you about the time my Gram and her neighbour took me for a drive in their small town in the 80s, and we saw a Young Man wearing Very Tight Trousers, and my Gram, who was usually so proper and reserved, said “Gol, if he passed wind, he’d split those trousers [...]

centre of the universe: I’d go out on the ocean

The manager of our restaurant is close personal friends with Joe Paopao, the Throwin’ Samoan. He used to come home at lunch bruised and battered from running patterns for him in the street. Our manager drawls his vowels, and flattens them, like the peaks of things threaten him. He lives on the west coast, where [...]

centre of the universe: Creative Industry versus Arts

Recently, the Saskatchewan government released information surrounding the creation of a new agency to support the third and final leg of the arts continuum. “What the hell are you talking about?” You may be asking. “What in the blue hell is an arts continuum?” I know you’re asking this, because most of the criticism I’ve [...]

centre of the universe: Eighty Men Died Trying to End That Spree

It seems like the only time we really have is time that’s under pressure from five different directions. We were at the rink Thursday, Friday, twice on Saturday, and yesterday. We’ll be at the rink again tonight, tomorrow night, Friday, and Sunday nights. It’s the nearing-the-end-of-the-regular-season crunch to get all our games in. And then [...]

centre of the universe: Taking an Aeroplane Across the World

I have been peeling glue from my fingers for a week. This, too, is strangely cathartic. Insert long-winded, slightly purple prose about shedding the old skin and leaving troubles behind, blah-blah-blah. In reality, there are little fingerprint flakes all over my favourite spot on the chesterfield. Don’t tell His Nibs. The Captain and I cut [...]

centre of the universe: I don’t need no arms around me

It occurred to me that in putting together this aeroplane methodically, piece by piece, painstakingly gluing one tiny piece of balsa wood to the next, that this has become my therapy. It wasn’t a huge revelation. I didn’t fly through the streets of the greater metropolitan valley centre area shouting that I’d discovered the next [...]

centre of the universe: The Announcement – Amazing Stories

You’ve been waiting for this an awfully long time, and so have I. So now, I’m very happy to share with you an official press release. Here is The Announcement. I am VERY excited.

centre of the universe: What Really Happened

I figure you would like to know what happened here over the last few days but are too embarrassed to ask. So I’ll just go from the beginning with the Hirt version. Wednesday I come home from work with an extremely sore throat and an inflamed tonsil. I have not had problems with my tonsils [...]

centre of the universe: Agador Spartacus

Okay, here’s the thing. I hate wearing socks. I mean, I HATE wearing socks. They’re all clingy and they make your toes do weird things. I live MAKING socks, but hate wearing them. So. Upon donning a pair of socks … Continue reading &#… . . . → Read More: centre of the universe: Agador Spartacus

centre of the universe: In Public, Sober.

One night, as I lay in bed…okay, actually, technically, I think it was one morning. But it was still dark. Because it’s frigging winter and the sun is being coquettish. So either it was night time or early morning, and … Continue reading →

centre of the universe: Drunlsweet

Yesterday morning, I had a PROCEDURE done. A medical PROCEDURE. The doctor came in to talk to me, asked what the problem is, and I told him. He asked, “do you drink?” I said, “Not really.” He said, “Why not?” … Continue reading →

centre of the universe: Education

In the ongoing series of things I learn every day, this post is the ‘what I learned last night’ flagship. It’s important to learn something every day. My fifth grade teacher said that every time we learn something, a new … Continue reading →

centre of the universe: Sometimes, everything works out

There is nothing quite like the feeling of painstakingly hand-knitting a sweater for someone who dies partway through the process, then having to repurpose the sweater for someone else whose arms are longer. I say this only because it’s a … Continue reading →

centre of the universe: O Lamy, my Lamy!

- Remember: No good comes of Walt Whitman – O Lamy! my Lamy! my lovely pen is gone; The pen has written every word, the letters sought not done; The book is near, the bells I hear, the people all … Continue reading →