Ten years ago I was twenty-two.
Twenty years ago I was twelve.
Thirty years ago I was two.
But when I came out my momma I was zero.
“Strange” is a word that has both followed and described Sage Francis throughout his career. Interestingly, his most recent album is probably best experienced as I did - without any prior knowledge of his back catalogue. Li(f)e isolates
*cue sappy music*
So why does this whole ordeal make me a bit queasy? First, let's recap what we know:
- Young Ted likes radio.
- Ted tries to get work in radio.
- After moderate success, Ted dedicates his life to drugs and alcohol.
- Somewhere along the way, Ted has nine kids.
Brooks Hatlen in the Shawshank Redemption, I find myself able to navigate yet unable to understand the ever accelerating madness being pumped into my browser window at approximately 1.5 Mbps.Secretly, the internet of today terrifies me. Much like James Whitmore's character
Years ago however, the screen scene was much different. When I first logged on as a spunky teen, the internet had already outgrown its infancy. Due to barriers-to-e
Which is why Kid Koala (Eric San), being an artist I've always only somewhat enjoyed, never quite made his way into any of my 'favourites' lists, nev
All this to say that when I walked to the concert venue (fittingly, a renovated High School) I wasn't entirely shocked to see a line-up of
North wind sinks the fence around a lot full of debris
Near the corner of Memorial and me
Where resurrected brick and drywall leap back into place
There's a terrified reflection of my face
All alone at the gleaming knife display in the army surplus sales
As the dusk descends and my inspiration fails
Ghosts fill discount parkas;
Sleeping bags peer at me from the crumpled dark.
Inky bruises punched into
...there is no better way to lift your spirits than to commit an act of pure selflessness, one that will assuredly improve not only your own life, but those around you, and around the world!
In what has been described as an "optical effect"; the bizarre cloud formation over Moscow has gripped the attention of the world.
Although scientists were quick to point out that this spectacular event was nothing more than a visually interesting variation on fairly normal weather patterns, I have a much better theory: God wants your clicks.
That's right people: God, the once popular [b]D
"We are absolutely shocked." Stated Colonel Xclrogm, a high ranking official of the Moon's complicated governmental bod
Finally relaxing after what seemed like the longest day in history. It was of course, two perfectly regular-lengthed days; we just happened to skip past night-time on the plane. Which means that both me and ACP were very tired throughout.
The flight was not nearly as bad as I was expecting. Not having the luxury of the futuristic space-pod seating that is Air Canada first-class, we managed to squish ourselves semi-comfortably in economy. I learned that ACP doesn’t take off well, but once we were
I also remember feeling somewhat strange that submitting the code itself along with my thesis paper was not a requirement. Feeling it deserved some attention (and to make my paper look thicker), I attached a print out of my matlab code as an appendix.
Now I'm a volunteer at an EEG lab, and I'