But I’m writing in it anyway. And if that’s not the ultimate metaphor for existing under capitalism, I quite frankly don’t know what is.
Okay, folks, so I live in Seattle now. Mostly. I’ll have an apartment starting on Friday, but I won’t spend a night in it until Sunday following a weekend-extraction mission for my stuff down in the Rose City. That aside, I somehow managed to find a reasonably (for the area) priced 1-bedroom literally across the… Continue reading Seven Days Later
I never seem to get these up until after midnight, which makes the date-based naming scheme a little awkward, but I think we can all live with it for the next week or so. Packing has begun in earnest. My apartment is currently a disaster with boxes strewn about like I’m some sort of cardboard… Continue reading 8/11, T-8
Okay, this is happening. It’s a little absurd to see it there in the title of the post, that in less than 11 days I’ll be in a new city, starting a new job. Everything is happening very fast.
Hi folks. It’s been a while.
Like all great vacations, it started with a cold. I woke up the day before leaving and knew I had caught something, but luckily seemed to have avoided it being something serious. Just keep in mind that throughout the timeline of this post my throat is as raw as your favourite diss track mixtape. Most… Continue reading In which this becomes a travel blog
A week and a half ago I read series of blog posts by Mac Deutsch in his Month2Master series about how he mastered the New York Times Saturday crossword in just 23 days. I solve (or try to solve) the NYT crossword every day, and while I’ve seen some really marked improvement in my solving… Continue reading Pomodoro Productivity
I recently wrote a treasure hunt/bar crawl for a friend’s birthday, and I thought it’d be fun to share the full text of the clues. He was handed the first note after dinner; long dashes indicate a change of location, a short dash indicates he completed that location’s challenge. See if you can figure out… Continue reading A Portland Treasure Hunt
If you’ve heard me talk about music in the last couple weeks or so, you’ve probably heard me rave about bizarre British singer-songwriter Amber Bain, AKA The Japanese House. As with any new musical discovery, I had early favourites (Still, Swim Against The Tide, 3/3 (when it released)), and predictably pointed most of my attention at… Continue reading Sugar Pill
Just in case you didn’t get the joke in the title. My Netflixing over the past few months has been a watch-through of Aaron Sorkin’s classic political drama, The West Wing. Those familiar with the show will know one of President Jed Bartlet’s catch-phrases is ‘What’s Next?’ It’s established early on that when he says… Continue reading What’s Next? or, “Change in the House of Leaves”