To the Whirlpool CEO, Jeff Fettig, Dear Sir, My recent experience with your Whirlpool W10219708A Compact Front Loading Automatic Washer has been, how to put it delicately, something of a bit of a joke. Were I a calm and reasonable person, I might describe it as mildly frustrating, perhaps even undesirable. Instead, I find that… Continue reading An Open Letter to Whirlpool CEO, Jeff Fettig
I like a lot things in life. I like bunnies, cupcakes, kitty cats, the word 'snorkel', banana bread (with or without walnuts), lime flavoured things, and Final Fantasy VII. I do not like my arthritis. It is degenerative, which I am told is a bad thing. Ergo, I dislike it even more. I don't like… Continue reading Walk to Fight Irony!
I think we're by-products of our connections. When we're born, we exist as an empty slate, but the moment the doctor touches us, the nurse swaddles us, and our parents hold us, we begin to form. We're impacted on a daily basis by these connections. We don't always see them or feel them or understand… Continue reading Connections
It has been a bad few weeks. I can’t say exactly what triggered this particular adventure in excruciating pain, but if I were to hazard a guess I would say it has something to do with my attempts to live in the real world as a normal person who does not have chronic pain or… Continue reading Chronic Pain Diaries III
Dear City of Calgary Council, Integrity Commissioner here, thought maybe I would chime in on this whole 'funding for public art' issue that has been troubling some of you for the last little while. Of course the drop in oil prices has us all panicking and retreating to our Campbell's Soup-Stocked emergency shelters and panic… Continue reading Yet Another Open Letter to the City of Calgary and the City Council “Art? I am the art!”
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
Get your tinfoil hats on, folks, because the internet is in our brains and our constant contributions to social media is ruining our lives. Also, cats. For the last four days I've been taking part in Block Week. The hellish University of experience of completing an entire course, that is four months worth of material,… Continue reading In Which Cats, Cats Cats, Cats? Ha ha! Cats!
