Archive for February, 2008

Friday, February 29th, 2008


and there i was again in that same goddam room for the third time, that room with its stark, giant clock, that room that has only ever hosted endings for me, or the beginnings of endings, bright with blood. and first the machine crapped out the moment she pulled the sensor towards me, and we […]

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Tuesday, February 26th, 2008

the rainbow connection

what you can`t see, in this picture, is the big furry red monster. the one who materialized magically, bigger than life, at the weekend`s Jack Frost winter festival. Oscar was beside himself. the boy has a thing for Elmo. it`s not just a man-crush, it`s a shine, a full-on pure-hearted love and delight that i […]

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Saturday, February 23rd, 2008

know my song well before i start singing

days slip by and it’s like there’s nothing i can find to say…as if all the threads of narrative got wound up like dust bunnies and shoved behind the furniture, hidden by the bulk of everyday living. but under my skin, my busy, moving skin, i am here. wanting to speak. wanting to be heard. […]

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Sunday, February 17th, 2008

and take the snow back with you

it must be that wistful time of year, Valentine’s over, the snow still lurking in the wings for another few months of gray, nose-icicling cold. i kinda want to hide on my couch until spring. i am apparently not alone. CBC radio, that bastion of Sunday morning entertainment in our house, is playing Stuart MacLean’s […]

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Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

enfer, c’est les autres

i’ve been blogging long enough now that i’ve almost forgotten that it wasn’t always a part of my routine, my life…that once, the only audiences i had for this internal monologue of mine were Dave, my journal, and occasional mutterings to myself my imaginary friends. but thanks to the medium of the blog, i am […]

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Monday, February 11th, 2008

i birthed andy warhol

every great artist finds his medium and muse in the everyday, the mundane of what is constant in his world. ze artist considers. bah. zat ees not pretty! ze artist repositions. stop your patronizing smiling at me, woman! i am ze artist! ze artist causes mummy’s delicate eye skin irreparable damage. i can’t wait ’til […]

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Friday, February 8th, 2008


the little one is sick again. nothing necessarily crisis-like but last week’s ear infection has morphed into a cough over the last few nights as the antibiotic packs its bags and takes its leave. his sitter’s little girl has been almost constantly sick since Christmas and so O picks up these bugs like a sponge, […]

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Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

look out you rock ‘n rollers

i am thirty-six years old. i have been now, actually, for almost two weeks.  the birthday was ushered in at the Queen’s Hotel in Leeds, art deco palace extraordinaire, with the queer early-morning wakefulness of jet lag. off kilter and groggy, but curious about hotel lobbies and the  wet shadows of English streetscapes at 5:30 […]

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Saturday, February 2nd, 2008


Friday night and Dave & i got to talking, reminiscing about this guy we both used to know long before we were a couple, this guy who was loud and funny and brash and shameless. and since we knew him mostly at different times we were swapping stories and i, of course, won because this […]

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