Champagne Wednesdays

Happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for too much to list here, but this little guy takes the cake (don’t worry, Ash, you take the bride). I am realizing this Thanksgiving just how many wonderful children are in my life these days. It brings a magic to every holiday and a reason to [...]

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Don’t ask how I found this article. How does anyone find anything on the internet these days but by strolling around with their jeans rolled up, wading ever deeper into some endless grade of ocean, while never quite getting in over their heads? I found this article and it struck me hard as exactly what I’d want to see if I [...]

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Especially in North Beach over a bottle of wine and a thin crust pizza.
I’ve read myself dry. I need a new book. Any suggestions?

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No, not you, Patrick.
While this seems like something I’d normally be opposed to in all sorts of ways, the shivers that ran down my spine are hard to ignore. I mean, if I ever actually published a novel and someone scanned every laboured-over page and put it online, wouldn’t I be a little venomous?
That said, [...]

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Photos found via Bodie and Fou
Everyone needs a sacred place. Ash and I talked this morning about how I am meant for a studio life. You know, the little studio in the backyard where creative endeavours flourish and champagne is taken midday, mid-word, mid-serenity. I love how he indulges me. The photos above are artist [...]

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And she lives on a houseboat, which makes me feel a tiny bit connected to her, having lived on a boat myself. 
My marriage education began last night (in earnest). So during commerical breaks of So You Think You Can Dance, I started to read the Art of Being a Woman. The author suggests that the long mistaken notion of jealously between [...]

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I like this picture I took of this woman and her dog. It’s such a great capture of companionship. I even thought to myself as I watched her, I bet I’ve been this woman to other people, sitting places alone, with Whiskey by my side. It’s strange to think I even have a picture of this woman. Whose [...]

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