December 2009
25 posts
One guitar, four guitar necks.
The spirits of christmas
Tried to keep up with dad in the casual boozin’ department. Failed. Forgot he has 30+ years of rugby trips and general boozing on me, and thus can sip all night, trade off between beer and wine, and be fine. I, however, fall asleep during The Dark Knight (which I insisted we watch) and wake up with a bit of a Christmas morning hangover.
The lesson is clear: drink more.
I promise you, one thing is never going to change. And that’s our mission....
– Jim Lehrer’s rules for Journalism, (via PBS, Gruber, heeeraldo, and Viewers Like You) (via lucas)
Every day you play with the light of the universe. Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water. You are more than this white head that I hold tightly as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.
You are like nobody since I love you. Let me spread you out among yellow garlands. Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south? Oh let me remember you as...
The internet’s been down in my house for more than a month now. I can steal terrrible, twitchy wireless signals from the neighbours, but that’s about it on the home front. Things should be fixed on friday, finally. If not, sadness.
“Ferrari 599 for your Dad and a trip out west for me. LOL”
-my mom, on gift ideas for her and dad.
Edmonton was the coldest place in north america today.
…WHY
Vancouver good. Cold, frosty Edmo less good, but also home, and feels like it.
One new message
“I just took off and moved to vancouver.”
Eerily timed. But also: whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?