Thermal’s up, let’s catch a ride

No matter what dull drama stains our lives, no matter how dark a Mordor we seem to be painfully headed for, there always comes a light – be it a single fleeting ray through torn menacing clouds or a global, iridescent dome coating the world beyond even our dreams. The trick, as with all perception-induced…

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English Bay, some night

A few nights ago, after coming back from a run, I rushed back out with Abetoo hoping to get reacquainted. We hadn’t talked since coming back from South Africa, the G10 having temporarily taken over with her sexy portability. That evening felt like spring at last, mild, calm, flowered and fragrant. Sunset came and went,…

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New York-Montreal on a tow truck

Storytelling, as anybody who’s ever attempted it knows so well, is much like painting your house – a matter of love and hate. A painful task if I ever knew one, long hours of applying multiple layers, each producing a new and often unexpected effect and many, many rough patches that seem to defy the…

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