"Ideas are like pizza dough, made to be tossed around." - Anna Quindlen In addition, the longer they ferment in your lukewarm cranium, the more mature and profligate they become. Whenever an idea is conceived, it takes its time with unabated liberality right up until its eventual delivery. This bubonic pie sort of matter was one such… Continue reading stubborn as crust
giv’em the karats, but save me the carrots
Is it wedding season or what!? This summer alone five couples I personally know (as in not my great-aunt's friend's son-in-law's nephew) are getting married! It really is stunning here in Vancouver at this moment though. The days are long, and tender foliage shimmers under the late afternoon sun, casting my studio in its bosky… Continue reading giv’em the karats, but save me the carrots
Why taste her cherry chapstick?
To those of you who are not the 0.0000001% of drop-dead gorgeous women (or men) who override the effects of traffic lights in New York City's bustling streets, cheers. Cheers because your friends are not jealous of you. Cheers because you have weaknesses that you can boast about. Cheers because even though you don't stop every car that passes you by,… Continue reading Why taste her cherry chapstick?
It's officially half a year since Christmas, and there is absolutely no sign of me missing glazed ham, pumpkin pie, nor cider. I mean, at the time, in the holiday spirit I did enjoy these things, but darling summer, who's crept up on me as if playing hide and seek here in the Valley, has… Continue reading RAWRrrr