O my heart does a little jump every time i find something so well said!
Albert Camus. French Algerian author, philosopher, journalist.

I only know enough about philosophy to stick my foot in my mouth, but his observations on absurdity, paradox & dualism fascinate me...

Man - this January rain! Like January isn't dull and anti climatic enough without drenching us through and through with this incessant gloomy wetness...

So I'm going to share the one redeeming secret to days like these; days when i find myself driving endlessly in this slop. Just before the corner of 14th and Hyde, there's a fantastic puddle where the sewer water's backed up into a sleeping reservoir of potential. If you speed into it with your car - you can create an astonishing parting of the red sea wall of water - the faster you go, the higher it goes. And if you're immature, as i am , it'll send your adrenaline pumping and make your kids squeal with delight. There's also another rich dense puddle in the entrance to the parking lot of Hatzic Secondary, and at the corner of Finch and Ptarimigan.

Practice mindfulness today. Enjoy what is. (and woe to unsuspecting pedestrians.)

From the District of Mission & Animal Control:

'Dear Mrs. Abercrombie,

Please be advised that a medium sized white boxer with black markings blocked the path and confronted the mail carrier at the entrance to your cul de sac and as a result, several homes on Finch Terrace did not recieve mail delivery last week.

In view of the threat posed by your dog, your mail will be held in general delivery until we recieve written notice of the measures you will be taking to control your animal...'


Dear District of Mission & Animal Control,

All that i expect in my mailbox is overdue credit card bills I'm hiding from my husband and a mammogram cancer screeing notice. I will not be taking any measures to control my animal.
... Bite me...

Nothing i appreciate more than the ease of relationship demonstrated in an email closing/sign off i recieved this morning:

'Gotta poo.'

Life's simple amusements.

Storyboard for my imaginary life...

Awed once again...

The Duomo of Siena, Italy. Built between 1215 and 1263.

Every now & then...

I stumble across something that takes my breath away in it's creativity. A fabric waterfall...

I'm not sure what happened today. I was taking down the christmas tree and ended up putting up 2 more... Balls & all.

Speaking of which, here's a seasonal excerpt from Shit My Dad Says to ring in the New Year:

"No thanks. I don't need a party to celebrate New Year's. All I need is a bottle of bourbon and a t-shirt that hangs down past my balls."

Yup, me too.
Happy New Year!

So I got a new camera for christmas.

And it's amazing what images i can capture lying on my bed.
















My daughter Sarah however captures a different, more detailed and beautiful world...

Love this too...