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there's always more...

another little excerpt from something i've been working on for quite a while now. it gets steadily closer to completion and, yes, i do intend on finishing it. on my own time.

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For a second, Adela can see a flash of the customary liveliness in Louise’s dark eyes.

“Chris. One of the tattooed guys. I went home with him last night, remember?”

Adela can see Louise flouncing out of Moebius, her young catch in tow behind her. “I forgot to ask you how that went.”

“Better than today,” Louise grins. “Sweet guy, really. Didn’t mind the fact that I insisted on walking home. I took off my shoes and threw them at a car at one point and I guess he gathered them up for me, because they were here this morning. Ripped the shit out of my nylons, though.”

“Hopefully no one else saw you doing that, because I think you’d have to use all your PR skills to explain what you were doing wandering around the city streets blind drunk in the middle of the night throwing your shoes at people.”

A cloud passes over L…

all rise for the national anthem

some of you may have gotten sucked into watching the olympics recently, or at least have been exposed to some vitriolic coverage of the games currently taking place in vancouver.

many of you may not be familiar with canada, since we are a somewhat quiet nation, thought of (in some circles) as perhaps a bit dull or slow, especially compared to our rather dynamic neighbour to the south.

so many of you may not know that canada is the second largest country by area in the world, or that we are home to the second largest french-speaking city in the world. or that canada was the unlikely site of the largest pre-atomic explosion in world history. likewise, you may not have heard that in the one war fought between canada (then a british colony) and her neighbour to the south, that we not only defended ourselves admirably, but marched south and sacked the capital. (we probably wouldn't try this again nowadays. of course nowadays, if the americans burned toronto, a lot of canadians would pr…

pain in the neck

i've had it. everyone goes through these things, but i think i have reached the end of my proverbial rope.

my back and neck hurt. sure, there's nothing surprising about that. after all, most people suffer from back and/ or neck pain at some period in their lives. the difference for me is that it's chronic. as in, my back and neck have been hurting for about twenty years, give or take. constantly. at least a couple of days a week, something "pops" and i'm not able to turn my neck to one side or the other. again, this is something that happens to a lot of people, i just get the feeling that it's happening to me too frequently to qualify as "normal".

when i was a teenager, i was troubled by a "numb spot", a spot on my middle back where i had a strange lack of sensation and, occasionally, some swelling, like a small water balloon was under my skin. a friend told me this was an "almost but not quite pinched nerve", which seemed li…

desert island albums

this is an old game, but i figured i'd give it a try... the premise is that you have to choose albums that you would keep with you if you were stranded on a desert island- those albums that you really couldn't live without.

i've always been a little suspicious of the concept, since it assumes that this desert island has a stereo system and a functioning power grid of some sort. (in fact, even the concept of a "desert island" is kind of weird if you think about it. deserts are not generally surrounded by water, whereas that is what defines an island. sure, australia is mostly desert, but even they have a pretty lush coastline. besides, no one really talks about being "stranded" in australia.)

and even if i were to accept this specious beginning, it seems to me that the only album i would really want with me would be one with detailed instructions on how to escape from an abandoned desert island.

nonetheless... since i can admit that it is just possible th…