It’s 2021, we’re still stuck in the plague and I’m still going to have thoughts. And then some of those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

How did February happen? We have spent the past month in lockdown which means we can’t go out after 8 PM, restaurants are closed except for pick up and delivery, non-essential stores are closed (and, really, outside of food and toilet paper, what really is essential?). So that was January. And, zoom, it went. We’re in February. …

It’s 2021, we’re still stuck in the plague and I’m still going to have thoughts. And then some of those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

Today, I learned the Chinese have started testing for Covid with an… anal swab. So yes, things can get worse. They almost always do before they get better.

I spent Monday watching (listening?) to a global climate conference. A lot of world leaders blah blahing about what they’re doing or not doing or trying to do to solve…

It’s 2021 (!) and I’m still going to have thoughts. And then some of those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

I have hit a wall. A large metaphorical wall. Of understanding, or wanting to understand, or the ability to understand. I have hit a wall in my limits. I have run into the thing like some cartoon character. It has flattened my face and dulled my senses.

It’s not the plague though I’m sure there’s that. Here in Montreal, we are under a…

There is something about the problem in Colombia that feels very symbolic

In March, stories about the ecological benefits of Pablo Escobar’s hippos received good play in the world’s media. Someone is on their way to the PR Hall of Fame — there is one, for those asking, but there isn’t an actual building, which is too bad, because if there were, it would be the gaudiest piece of architecture imaginable — for managing to plant that story absolutely everywhere. So, ok, hippos in Colombia good. Check.

But now, suddenly, they are not so good. Now, they are “invasive,” and…

Here we go:

Not knowing what day it is.

My Instant Pot

Sharing my Instant Pot thing (I’m not quite sure what to call it) with my friends, and then they each bought an IP, and then we formed a kind of club, involvement in which also involves denial, so kind of like Fight Club.

Not remembering what life was like pre-Covid, from about May forward.

Reading up on and getting obsessed by odd things, like bird poop “time machines.”

Birds. We bought a bird feeder and a giant sack of bird feed, and books, and watching them and learning…

I’m going to have thoughts. And then some of those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

“Then we came to the end of another dull and lurid year.” — opening line of Don DeLillo’s first novel, Americana

As we enter Act Three of the most recent version of The Plague, I’m not so much looking ahead to our post-plague lives (which I am, for sure, don’t get me wrong), or to our immediate future (say, this time in 2021) as much as I’m looking…

This is how it’s going to work. I’m going to have thoughts. And then those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

And just like that it’s gone. The monolith that stood in the Utah desert, that apparently was there for years, undiscovered, unseen, has now vanished. Like it was never there at all. And though we have the internet to tell us it was there, and that it was found, and inspected, and became a thing, I would prefer to think it was never…

This is how it’s going to work. I’m going to have thoughts. And then those thoughts will find their way here. So this is a series. Of thoughts. Published randomly. For no reason. Thank you for coming.

A giant telescope in Puerto Rico was recently decommissioned and will be destroyed. Even if you couldn’t give a flying fuck about astronomy you’ve probably seen the telescope in a movie at some point. The star gazers, from amateur to professional, are sad about it. The saddest part? The telescope was still functioning. It was not age that did it in. …