Monthly Archives: Aug 2010

>there are, i suppose, six kinds of people in the world– those who question everything (me, for example) of those who prefer answers, you have the know-nothings the know-everythings,which aren’t a lot different and the very rare know-the-right-answer-to-your-question person of … Continue reading →

>the nighttime sky is settling inthere’s no one left but me and himwhen next you come to shaver-dieubring… somebody… with you with apologies to vincent

>don went home with his daughtermike, the new guy,seems to have alzheimersand he talks in his sleeploud i’m playing nirvanaand prince and i can still hear himit’s gonna be a long night

>curled and pushed and pulled ironjoked and said good-bye

>peter and sheila sat on my bedwe laughed and laughedlaughing is so good

>i’m scared of my phoneit’s too realbut i called wes anywayhe answeredhe’ll be okayi’ll call again

>llinas points out that natural selection doesn’t transmit culture. as a linguist i know when a language–and the culture it embodies–is gone, it can’t be revived. my response is, all the more important are historians and their ilk. all the … Continue reading →

>paratransit picked me up from the shaverand took me to the market.there, i talked to jeff and paula,and sylvia (bakery) and maria (honey) and the fair trade coffee woman,and dorothy dundas.outside the library i ran into boowho was practising parkour … Continue reading →

>my day has three broad areas, each with various tribulations– roll to brock see karen csoli see wanda and prof joe buy paula reds and organic pumpernickel at the brock farmers’ market trip to welland meet shannon and helena meet … Continue reading →

>[We] ought to know that from nothing else but the brain come joys, delights, laughter and sports, and sorrows, griefs, despondency, and lamentations. … And by the same organ we become mad and delirious, and fears and terrors assail us, … Continue reading →