Midway Cub: Halfway between my wallet and my heart.
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booooo target
This pretty much makes up for everything, for all time.
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the Midtown Greenway makes the seawall say mercy
The greenway is overgrown with a danger and a wildness.
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hit return hit home hit shift hit control hit end hit escape hit delete
The further I move into the future, the farther I am from the moments felt fleeting.
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trans-can
Better late than never—I always am.
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see what you wanna see
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deparapture
Thanks for the memories.
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we cannot censor all reading material,
I wish I could have seen the altercation that precipitated this sign.
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fishez and sea cretins!
Vancouver Aquarium, squeal!
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cameras as tools
THANK YOU, CAMERA TOOL!
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au revoir, canada + help me win a kindle!
Packing up, shipping out.
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we came down from the north
I went to Portland, gosh it happened fast.
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everyone’s a tourist
A few weeks ago James and I trekked to Queen Elizabeth Park to take in some pollen, pat some bees, eat a bag of sour sweets, hug trees and other hippie activities. We saw no less than seven wedding parties, some extravagant high school graduates and a cadre of cross-dressed cosplay kids, all preening for…
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it’s ALIVE! the death reference desk
Hey, everyone! I invite you to check out the latest library science-y meets morbid curiosity monument in my ever-expanding empire. The Death Reference Desk is a project I am thrilled to be part of with another librarian, Kim Anderson based in Portland, Oregon, and John Erik Troyer, a professor of death and dying studies in…
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lest you get any ideas
Before, language. Aftermath.
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in case you haven’t heard
Vancouver’s freakin awesome. (Tongue in check not required.)
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1627 words
Several hours later waiting for a bus, I rupture my new scabs busting a move for my shop window reflection.
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metasuspicious
Compliments of andyF and a romping day of SkyTrain. Things = good. Update: Andy posted the shot on Flickr. Noice.
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meg holle, librarian
After months of joyless weekends the semester is complete; three years told and kept quiet later in Beautiful BC, Canada, The World, and I are a graduate all over again. The degree is conferred in May when I shall commence thenceforth as Meg Holle the Librarian—a master of library and information studies, a fearless champion…
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waves
T-minus 40 days and 40 nights till I turn in my final paper, feel the flood, swallow the West River, allah that. I’m hanging in there, cracking knuckles and shading in shallows, drafting blueprints, dragging footprints, keeping all my promises by making none. Wish we could hang out, Vancouver. Get some tea, some sushi, trouble…
