With some major events coming up for me this year, I think 2008 is going to fly by. I had a long flight back and ended up catching a full-blown cold along the way. Had a short stop in London, where I stayed the night at my aunt’s, and got to see my cousin’s S.… Continue reading Back to Reality

I’m in holding pattern, but I don’t want to be.I threw my back out while picking my boots off the floor on Monday morning.I had to miss a day at work.I’m responsible for how I see my Monday to Friday.The only stars I want to see in front of my eyes are the ones in… Continue reading Not Again!

I wonder now, if my name was Claire, or Betty, or Jane, would I still be getting emails exhorting me to stop “pissing around” and enlarge my penis? I open the forum to you ladies with names that don’t sound like they could ever be mistaken for a Mr.’s. Do you get junk mail of… Continue reading Junk Mail

• Liam Mackenzie Hale Thompson is born • My 21st floor neighbour A. plays Debussy’s 1st Arabesque for me on a baby grand • Meeting AM. after almost five years for dinner and ice cream and a long conversation • Friday night philosophy on the Vedas over white wine • “I may be dead, but… Continue reading Wonderful Things this Weekend

The weekend was a lovely one, overall. I had some long-awaited housework to do, which I had pretty much neglected during my daily sojourn to the Hart House to write. And I got into it. A little elbow grease later, my floors were polished and glowing, and not a speck of dust was to be… Continue reading Well, hello Amanda Martinez!

Hot or not? You be the judge. Sorry for not writing more regularly, friends. I’m currently in a state of in-between. I guess I should be more anxious about finding a job, etc. etc. but I’m not. I’m calm as the Caribbean sea on a windless day. Let’s see. Let me catch you up on… Continue reading Limbo La-La

For those of you who read my blog for my Life as a Narrative, I have been told that my last two posts were not quite in the same vein. BUT! It’s a little walk in my head nevertheless, even if it isn’t a walk through my life. Tra la. After spending the last three… Continue reading Narrative Interrupted

Echo that. Bring in some backup divas. Turn on the bass.