I won a very big award at work. Like the highest award for the type of work I do award. It’s very surreal, because the project was a lot of work, but compared to the people and work who have won it before, it doesn’t seem like I did anything new? Or different? I don’t know, I guess it’s what happens when you’ve spent…

Hey Jezzies, how are ya?

I limited my contact with my grandmother after my post collegiate visit where she kind of insulted me. I ended up regretting that. Even though she had a barbed tongue, she was my grandmother. The last time I saw her, after many years, she was funny and had nothing but sweet, complimentary things to say about how…

I had a few nasty comments by my grandmother. She told me only women with long legs should teach yoga (I am petite.) She told me it was a shame my university let me into a program in my field, then told me I didn’t have a big enough voice to make it - that’s not what they ever told me. They recommended I study…

The only theater I can ever remember anyone walking out of was a performance of Rent in Hartford in the late 90s, they left during the intermission, so I don’t think they even made it to the sex scene with the sheet. Why was everyone pressuring Roger to get together with Mimi anyway? Not dating a drug addict seems…

Unfortunately, Pissing Contest left us when Maria Sherman did. It was a delight and something we all looked forward to after a dreary week.

Yeah, I just want to have the option of interacting with people. Pre-pandemic I didn’t see my friends a ton because we are all busy but we could make plans.  Or go to a restaurant and hang out for a bit.  With work from home on top and losing that office interaction, this year has felt incredibly isolating.

I got my first covid shot this week! AstraZeneca, which is a two-dose vaccine, which isn’t approved in the U.S. yet (I believe); I’m in Canada.

In addition to adopting my giant-ass pandemic puppy, I have gotten very into plants. I made an indoor greenhouse with an IKEA display cabinet and have put my tropical plants in it!

For some reason (or no reason - my brain does that sometimes), my mental health took a dive this week. To the point where it physically hurt.

Okay, I’m sure you actually don’t want me to nerd out on eighteenth-century political cartoons, but my sense of this one is that it’s a shot against conspicuous consumption, vanity, and French imports (which are seen as being very, very morally suspect). The “essay on puffing” underlines the main issue—puffery was the…

I recently broke up with my partner of 5+ years after coming to the realization (or, as I also look at it, finally accepting) that I am gay.

I am now living back at my mothers house, which while isn’t ideal in the grand life plan, did come at a good time during a pandemic where I find myself privileged to have a secure…

My person and I got engaged. I haven’t told anyone IRL. I like the feeling of savoring a secret and I don’t feel like doing it for the gram (now an ad wasteland). So y’all get to hear it first. Wish us luck :)

I have an important pupdate: Thursday was Darwin’s first birthday!

Oh man--I kept missing the Hip live when it was still manageable to see the Hip in smaller venues (there’s this great video footage of them in a park in London--maybe Springbank?--in the late eighties, and there are maybe twenty or thirty people watching them, and yet, shit, that’s Gord being amazing).  By the time I…

fucking fiddler's green gets me every damn time.

I’ve always maintained that I can’t get too upset about, or involved with, the lives of the artists whose work I love. I love the work, and while there might be something to the idea that the work speaks something true about who they are, these are not people that I know. I’m really resistant to the idea of fandom…

This is my third Christmas since my husband died. I’ve isolated alone during the pandemic and my extended family all live far from me.

Okay, so this is a bit of a long one. We’ll call this Get Me A Fucking Roll, Damnit! Oh, and trigger-warning, this has an abusive under-current. Just so you all know.

Hey from lovely Panama! After what felt like ten years of waiting, The Bartender, the three cats, and I have arrived. The casita we initially rented was not quite as promised, and a little remote, so we moved to town today, and a realtor found for us the most amazing apartment I’ve ever seen. It’s beautiful and I’ve…