Month: January 2015

  • Great Tracts of Land

    This was another one of those yelly-at-the-radio days. Listen, it isn’t very often that I’m actually *ashamed* of the place that I choose to live. I love this place 98% of the time. But then some ninny axes a film employment tax credit or some jackass starts up a petition against frigging strip clubs and…

  • Logophile

    Here is a list of some words that I love: Dulcet Irascible Fulsome Gar Luscious Worsted Peristalsis Apex Curmuffins* Bludgeon Trough Hollow Char Defenestration Lugubrious Metatarsal Coin Eustachian Zincofax Warble Interstitial Kinetic Yurt Jackanape (also: Jackdaw) Xeriscape Retard** Mope Umlaut Blaffard Haver Tandoori Slouch Cunt** Ramparts Opulent Perspicacity Romp Egregious Apogee Perilous Oscillate Mandible Creosote…

  • The Reason

      It finally dawned on her that the reason he’d left wasn’t because of anything SHE had or hadn’t done. It was because he’d figured out that she could hear everything he did in the water closet. Every. Single. Thing.

  • Miss Appropriate Or, Why I Stopped Looking In Mirrors

    I walk up the street and catch a reflection of myself in the window. I look away. The woman in that window is a woman reflected. She has backward thoughts. She cannot look in to her own eyes. The woman reflected is alone in that window. In mirrors she moves backward, mixing up her right…

  • Eleven weeks

    The view from the cafeteria looks out over Calgary’s wide valley basin. I watched the sun rise on one side this morning and now watch the sun begin to set behind the mountains. It’s the kind of view that takes you out past the horizon, if such a thing is possible. The sun rises and…

  • CRISIS! (Averted)

    I don’t know about you, but I still write letters to Santa every year. This year my letter, after the perfunctory inquiries about Mrs. Claus, the reindeer, and the state of Santa’s socks, included a request for the Clauses to look after my wee cousin as he undergoes some surgery. Usually the boys and I…