Seeing I seem to be on procrastination roll (I mean, I just finished washing the bathroom floor), I think I’m going to go right ahead and disclose my life-time crush on Method Man instead of writing the (evil) media ethics paper I’m supposed to be handing in tomorrow. Sorry, Ethics Paper, but Method’s verse on [...]
I was walking down Lacombe Street, near my house, when I noticed this massive, battered old pick-up truck that looked totally out of place Côtes des Neiges’ urban-ness. The bed of the pick-up had raised wood sidings, like the farm trucks my uncle Tom drives up and down Baird Hill Road, in New Hampshire, and [...]
The funny thing is that it will have taken a real bad recession, masterminded by the sort of rapacious big cheeses that have never been in the vicinity of a shovel, for the modest tool to acquire its sexiest connotations in history. Ever since the spectacular rise of the “shovel-ready” trope, used to qualify the [...]
I had this tune on repeat long enough this afternoon, with the windows wide open and all that lovely spring sun pouring in, to make me want to reinstate my good old “Song of the day” feature. Am I the only one missing it? I don’t know that this will actually happen, as I am [...]
