Brains carrying clubs in their squishy fists patrol the cartoon world. Bugs disguise themselves as cars while long-legged valentines run down Chinese-restaurant hallways. Kings clumsily stab bear corpses with swords and hold the pose so that photographers can make royalty look ferocious ( Read more... )

Last night as I was walking through the disadvantaged part of town, the part of town where the problem of Vancouver is beating vibrantly over drug addictions and mental illness, the part of town where too many people have no place to live, where people know that the winters are less likely to kill you in Vancouver than they will in Winnipeg if you ( Read more... )

The month of love is upon us like a ravenous wolf. Every declaration must be perfect, must be right. Forget the anniversary or birthday if you must but please don’t fuck up V-Day ( Read more... )

It’s almost halfway through the year. Mother’s day is coming up. As well as my mother’s birthday ( Read more... )