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The End

I’ve been uncluttering my life lately, tossing stuff into piles labeled “Need”, “Want” and “Discard” — alternately: “Love”, “Like” and “Lose” — and nothing escapes scrutiny.

Nothing.

Including This. That. No Other.

A lot has happened since my last posts and I suppose an apology is in order for the broken promises to update here. I’m sorry. Stuff [...]

“More Tasteless”

Coors Billboard in British Columbia

Oh, cripes, when I was sick last week I totally missed the brouhaha over several Coors’ billboards in British Columbia, allegedly dissing Toronto with the slogan COLDER THAN MOST PEOPLE FROM TORONTO and, I hafta say, as one of those people from Toronto, I’m deeply offended at the inaccuracy of [...]

Hey!

You either dig Toronto’s Hidden Cameras or you do not dig them. You either find them hopelessly mannered and naïve or you do not. You either find their music refreshing in a DIY/low-art-gay-churchy kinda way or you find it predictable in a samey-same kinda way.

I like them. A lot. They’re fun, they’re fresh, they have [...]

So We Did Do The Pride Thing in Vancouver, After All

There really wasn’t much discussion about it.

Though Champ and I never really did The Pride Thing in Toronto — at least, not together, and not for the past few years — we didn’t need to really discuss whether (or not) we were going to take in Vancouver’s festivities . We just knew, y’know? I mean, [...]

Don’t Let the Door Hit You on the Ass

So, as you may have gathered, the flavour of this here blog has changed over the past several weeks, without question due to the marked improvement in the quality of my life since I moved to Vancouver. I do promise, at some point in the near future, the inevitable YYZ/YVR Comparison Post, but in the [...]

HPD from YVR

Right about now, people in eastern North America are starting to wend their way toward Lesbian and Gay Pride Day parade routes. Champ and I last night watched the Toronto festivities — on the CITY-TV feed we’ve been curiously able to receive out here on Canada’s west coast — with a mixture of wistful displacement [...]

YVR5: The Last 23

Thank Management
(Yonge & Bloor Subway Entrance, 9AM, 12 June 2009)

I’m in the last 23 hours of the 23 years I’ve spent in Toronto.

If I had a soul, I’d say the past few days have been good for it, and there are a couple of people about whom I’m specifically talking here. They know who [...]

Moving Hell, Phase II

Packing completed at 8AM this morning, stuff-removal in progress. Only 1270 of the 3763 things which could go wrong have gone wrong so, hey, WIN.

A Move (10 June 2009)

Shocker: Toronto Gets it Wrong, Told to Fuck Off

Far be it from me to ever side with the moronic bullies of Stephen Harper’s Conservative Party, but I had to giggle when Tory Transport Ministrix John Baird called out my soon-to-be-ex-city’s ineptitude in applying for part of a $4 billion federal infrastructure fund:

Toronto’s only application for money under the federal government’s $4 billion infrastructure [...]

YVR4: West Ribs

West Ribs: Toronto, 8 June 2009, 6AM

Into a home stretch of a different sort — packing up my old home, 8/23 of my time in Toronto (most of it spent downtown) — and preparing for my new home on the west coast, in Vancouver’s  overly-yuppified Yaletown. Cripes, I hate packing to move.

Soundtrack: Peter Gabriel’s [...]

Miasma

My Asthma (Toronto, 30 May 2009, 7PM)

(Soundtrack: Henry Cow, Leg End)

YVR3: Dear Toronto…

Dear Toronto,

My (ridiculously attractive and articulate) blogbuddy Eric (sometimes known as “Sheepy”, and one of the many correspondents with whom I am criminally behind in my responses) wrote a few weeks ago:

I have no answers.  I only have questions.  Why is it wrong to cheat on someone, but fine to break up with them, when [...]

The Last, I Promise, Toronto Pothole Post

Okay, so maybe I don’t promise.

But for reasons to be revealed in a post or two, I won’t be bothering you with the decrepit craptitude of Toronto’s streets for much longer. For now, though… enjoy!

Remember how I was telling you about the incompetent pothole repair crews:

On the two most recent occasions I’ve witnessed pothole repairs, [...]

Artifacts: Monday Night in the City of the Dead

[Audio clip: view full post to listen]
(Intro: 12 September 1983)

Hey, did I ever tell you I was a DJ? Oh, not the glamorous kind of DJ that elicits a slavish devotion from crystal-addled partiers, the other kind of DJ: a radio DJ.

When I was coming of age in Calgary, Alberta, there was a [...]

An Ending

Today I did something I don’t often do: I threw out a significant part of my past.  Almost exactly eight years ago, I was the victim of domestic assault. My ex-boyfriend, with whom I was still living — and the only (living) ex with whom I’m not still friends — put me in the hospital. [...]