Saturday, November 27, 2010

On: the words that will haunt me.

"And so they smashed all they could smash, creating wars without opponents. Their rage became their art. They no longer wondered if they were good enough to deserve their bodies-their life. Instead, they challenged their bodies to deserve them.

This was not the end of the world, but it was the beginning of sorrows" (Coupland, Generation A, 204)

Thursday, November 25, 2010

On: feeling zombified...

Say it with me and wiggle: HI-ATE-US

Frankenstein, my cannibal computer, bit the proverbial dust (and some actual dust. I cracked the ol’ creation open and wrestles a few bunnies out) and eventually I caved and bought myself a wee laptop. It’s extremely handy for the whole “M-O-O-N radio” bit.

For Halloween I was a zombie baby (or just a regular dead baby, I still haven’t decided). Zombie dad (complete with real chicken skin gore-flaps!) and zombie Che also made appearances. At this party I was too busy dancing my diaper off (mom had to help me tie it so it didn’t really come off) to take many pictures. This whole last month I’ve been too busy dancing through life to take many pictures. I’ve got the itch to lug my mamiya/sekors (name ideas? Anyone? Bueller?) camera around Toronto; this is the most beautiful city I’ve ever lived in, after all, the exception being the fine body which I currently inhabit. It’s good to be a multitude!

PS: This blog is now one year old! When do blogs begin teething?