Recently, I've been blowing bubbles at work while on break. I sit in this sweet little park outside my office building, and blow bubbles to de-stress. Of course, children react positively -- they smile at me and try to pop the bubbles, or light up when they see my bubble wand. Most adults ignore me, but some are...

When I was a kid, my dad brought me to a friend's house up north. It was a nice place, with lots of trees and wildflowers. Before we left, she let me take a book from her library. I chose a book about identifying local wildflowers and plants. I thought I would outgrow liking nature, but I haven't. It comes and goes...

Hi, if you're poking around my site and notice there's missing elements, I cancelled by Bear subscription until I get paid!

looking at the bearblog carnival and realising that I haven't felt passionate about anything in a long, long time.

Nobody really talks about radio anymore. And by "nobody", I mean people my age. Speaking of people my age, I've been noticing this uptick in content about curation. Its the mechanic behind online aesthetics and microtrends1, which is in part engineered by human enagagement and curated by algorithms. We're given a...

📌 My view (unfortunately my back is turned to this) It was way more relaxed than I thought it would be! It's a small team. Other than setting up (which was a royal pain), it was a really good day.

Last week, I got the job offer I actually wanted, and I went on an office tour yesterday! I'm pretty sure I'm the youngest person working there.

Had a few fuck ups before finally making something neat & usable. The fuck ups likely happened because I was tired & rushing! I still need a good method of punching the holes for the cover and pages -- I'll try making a template out of cardboard instead of cardstock.

This is the farthest I've ridden in one day!

Spoiler alert: I did not go to Boiler Room. But, there was a DJ (Erik Flow) in front of the Eaton Centre in Toronto, and my sister and I had a lot of fun dancing ... even though we were rudely interrupted by a tweaker that started calling us random slurs. The DJ and (who I assumed to be) his friend1 intervened until...

I haven't done the math, but these are pretty cheap to make. I got the bristol board for a dollar, and only a third of it made five covers so far! When I finish standardizing my process, I'll make a tutorial zine & blog post.

If something stinks, I'm your "man". I can smell incoming sickness1, the compost a day or two before it needs to go out, when someone has recently been in a room. Winter has a scent too2, and so does tap water, depending on how it's been treated. My dad jokes that my nose is big on the inside. Nobody else in my...