If you're old, chances are you're also ugly. At least, that's what Crystal Martin, Fashion & Style writer for the New York Times believes. Martin's article “How To Go Makeup-Free This Summer” reminds us that summer’s heat and humidity can make a makeup-laden face feel oppressed, which is why she's gone ahead and compiled a... Continue Reading →
Here is an account of how George met up with Nala and me today in the forest, alone and away from everyone. In truth I was actually scheduled to meet up with his wife this afternoon for coffee, but she texted me at the last minute to say she was too sad – too scattered... Continue Reading →
Conscientious dog owners often feel conflicted about traditional dog poop bags made of materials that are harmful to the environment - poor souls. Maybe you're wondering what’s worse, removing waste by introducing more waste, or letting nature take its course in a swift and subtle manner, underneath a leaf and safe from errant footing -... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/qKYQNtF11eg This song's POV? What a choice. And that snappy tempo? Brilliant. With a simple pivot from first to third person and a jaunty back beat to drive it all home our narrator instantly manipulates the way we perceive his story so he can pummel himself mercilessly while the rest of us are distracted by... Continue Reading →
Earlier that day I'd headed out to my favourite cafe in search of chocolatey croissants and a higher order of coffee. Instead of taking the main road up 10th Avenue, I took 11th. With its canopy of trees and row upon row of perfectly manicured yards, 11th Ave makes for peaceful reflection. It’s quieter back... Continue Reading →
Minari and Nomadland are two movies currently earning all kinds of praise and pre-award season accolades that triggered in me diametrically opposing feelings. I hated Nomadland (only lasted 20 minutes before shutting it off), and I loved Minari (sat there staring into the closing credits just thinking about it all.) The movies share a similar... Continue Reading →
Watching Master Chef and doing my best to hold back the tears. Such a touching moment in history. And I mean all of history, including the beginning of time (as opposed to just a moment in history, or some obscure event in the middle of time.) Becky poached an egg, and she looked worried. "What's... Continue Reading →
After reading Jacob Silverman's Down and Out in the Gig Economy I was briefly compelled to do him a solid by sending him a copy of Dan Lyons' 'Disrupted: My Misadventure in the Start-Up Bubble,' because both writers share a similar lament, but only one of them gets the message across without sounding like the... Continue Reading →
Are you in-between gigs? Figuring shit out? Ruminating that stupid-ass English degree that sucked all the pocket beers out of your soul? If your decision to honour your passion for the liberal arts meant turning your back on the same 8-month Real Estate certificate program that catapulted Cletus the undead dud into a 7-room mansion... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by assholes. Sandwiched between them even. Perhaps that's my lot in life. Maybe it's my destiny. But I refuse to just sit around, and do nothing. Here's the Poop Regardless of the degree of dysfunctional indoctrination one may have suffered at the hands of utterly incompetent authority figures there... Continue Reading →
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