You would let two summers gained ‘fore my birth paint me a child. So be it. But don’t presume that I have lived any less than any other, For I have seen the sun and moon with clouds and stars dance about their celestial floor and I have walked the avenue, and traced those trails [...]

In but a week I shall no longer be considered a minor in some areas. With this chronological ascension I am given to some reflection, the topic of which relates to the abstract concept of “maturity”. If asked that, in comparison to this time during the last year, I perceive myself as more mature I [...]

I recently bought the album The Resistance written and performed by the popular British group Muse. I will be straightforward here: I do greatly enjoy this work. There is something immensely satisfying about the outright theatricality of this collection. The frontman Matthew Bellamy’s apparent megalomania is evidenced by the unabashed ambition of the work (ie [...]

I will have suffered my first “off-day” by the time that this post has been published. No catastrophes will have occurred, nor any cataclysmic rifts. No, this day has simply been a war of attrition with the world at large. It seems that every moment of chance I have been assigned the negative outcome; every [...]

During the first week I have resided on this Point Grey I have experienced many things. A large tome could be filled with the various minutiae, yet I have neither the endurance nor the resolve to inflict such a large work upon you. No, my reader, I shall instead explain to you the greatest friendship [...]

Today I bid farewell to my family. As their van pulled away I was given to many strong feelings, some of which warrant recognition. However, the one which I shall address in this post is both simple and heartfelt: I feel grateful. I thank the overriding power of the universe, be whatever it is, for [...]

This past weekend I became a prisoner in my own house. My incarceration, a rather impromptu affair, was the result of the washroom doorknob losing the channels of communication with its rebellious mechanism. As the free frantically conspired to emancipate me I reclined on the shower mat and mused upon the nature of solutions to [...]