Sharing a bed with someone is like a war that is fought entirely by special ops agents who act out in the most deviant ways possible. Their methods for gaining the upper hand are based around dirty tricks and propaganda delivered in nightly air raids. If you're lucky you have a larger military force on… Continue reading In Which a War is Waged
Category: Reflection
Welcome to Paris: Please Empty Your Pockets
We had to do a short writing exercise for one of my classes. Bam! Success! Paris, the City of Love, also happens to be the City of Black Market Cellphones. That is not to say it is composed entirely of couples in love toting illicitly obtained iPhones, but my own recent experience would suggest that… Continue reading Welcome to Paris: Please Empty Your Pockets
Pigeons of Paris
Paris has many pigeons. Grey, speckled, white, a microcosm of pigeon culture, all with the same beady red eyes, watching, waiting. And, oh yes, they are all tremendously fat. I'm not talking about your average run of the mill fat pigeon. I'm talking about full on boisterous, carnivorous birds that spend their days bathing in… Continue reading Pigeons of Paris
Dear Paris, Was That a Pimp?
(I wrote this about four days ago but quite frankly I am tired and full of croissants so deal with it.) Today I saw a French pimp, and I mean a pimp. Alex thinks that he was just black and coordinated, but that lime green top hat, cane, and matching shoes knows different. Not being… Continue reading Dear Paris, Was That a Pimp?
The Honeymon Letters: Dear Paris, Please Stop Trying to Sell Me Phones
I’m in Paris on my honeymoon. I like Paris. I also like ferrets, and Barret from Final Fantasy VII. I also like rhymes. Dear Paris, I've found you at last. What a magnificent city. What an oddly surreal experience to walk into. I mean this in the most literal sense. When we stepped off the… Continue reading The Honeymon Letters: Dear Paris, Please Stop Trying to Sell Me Phones
The Wall
Last night I hit the wall. It's a marathoner term, from what I know about it. Sometime during the race the runner hits the wall and it is a tremendous struggle for them to overcome it, but when they do they are golden for another 5K. There is a wall for Chronic Pain sufferers, and you… Continue reading The Wall
7 Things They Don’t Tell You About Living With Chronic Pain
Last night, amongst the drugs and the pain and the madness of sleep deprivation I had a thought. "Golly," I said to myself, "Why don't I do a blog post on X Number of Things They Don't Tell You About Chronic Pain?" Brilliant. I am so smart. I am like a giant ol' box of… Continue reading 7 Things They Don’t Tell You About Living With Chronic Pain
On Video Game Harassment and Dum-Dums
These things I know to be true: Online harassment in video game communities exist. Critics of the culture of harassment have received some really, really disturbing threats that have made them fear for their lives, quit the gaming industry, as well as a variety of other actions. I don't know Zoe Quinn and I don't… Continue reading On Video Game Harassment and Dum-Dums
An Open Letter to Peter Fassbender’s Smirk and the People That Taught Me
This is the second in a series of open letters to people who have influenced my life. Because of the current BCTF Strike, as well as the appalling response by the BC Liberal Government, I have decided to address this letter specifically to the education minister, Peter Fassbender's Smirk. Dear Peter Fassbender's Smirk, You and… Continue reading An Open Letter to Peter Fassbender’s Smirk and the People That Taught Me
An Open Letter to Hawksley Workman
When I turned 21 I decided I would make an attempt to write a letter to each person of note that had a substantial impact on my life through their contributions to the entertainment and media world.I did not accomplish this. I had the best intention, honest. I was going to write to Stephen Colbert… Continue reading An Open Letter to Hawksley Workman
The Code Series 