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[An unedited version of this was published at my ridiculous Tumblr earlier today]

Today is October 1. A month ago I essayed a project/challenge called #30posts, wherein I tried to write a blog post a day throughout the month of September. The results were interesting.

As a writer, and a person, I feel pretty happy with it. Writing every day (I actually missed a few days — hey, 27/30 ain’t bad, is it?) made me more attuned to my actual work as a writer, and, moreover, put me more in tune with my life as, well, me.

The internet is an interesting, weird, endless place. My work is one one-trillionth of a percentage point of what’s on there, and so what I put on there isn’t actually important or immense. What I found important, however, was that one month and thousands of views later, I feel closer to a lot of people in my life. Read the rest of this entry »

Wednesday morning, 6:30 a.m.

Wake up after not sleeping.
Pack. Clean the apartment. (Don’t want to come home to a mess.)
Hit the gym. (Test the bum knee — Jason Bajada wants you to play ball hockey on Friday.)
Cycle home.
Pack hurriedly.
Where the fuck is my phone.
There it is.
Why isn’t it charged? Damn. Whatever.
You’ve packed too much.
(Oh, damn, put Sarah’s bottle of Pimm’s in there.)
(Why so many t-shirts.)
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Prior to my 34th birthday (this past June 11th), I wrote an email and BCCed a ton of friends on it. I asked everyone for something simple for my birthday: Either the pleasure of their company for a meal costing no less than $34 (which we’d split, ideally) or a postcard with exactly 34 words of body text.  Read the rest of this entry »

NB: It’s a general rule of mine to not write anything meant for public consumption when I’m mad. I am very consciously breaking this rule right now. Right now, I am so angry I can barely see straight. If you can make it to the end of this diatribe, you’ll find out why.

A FEW YEARS AGO, I was talking to Art Threat‘s Rob Maguire about racism. I told him I wanted to start a blog called Canada Is A Racist Country based on comments I’d seen in response to pieces on cbc.ca. I was just going to take screenshots and put them up there for people to see and comment on. He thought it was a great idea. I never did it in part because I didn’t want to have to get into conversations about race and racism all the time. Those conversations hurt my head in part because they’re so predictable.

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The following is a slightly-edited repost of something I wrote and posted to my Tumblr on June 10, 2011. I’m reposting it because I’m currently en route to Windsor to visit former colleagues and students — in an effort to unstick myself. 

Over the past week I’ve told many of my students and athletes at Dr. David Suzuki that I was leaving Windsor “forever,” but of course I don’t know if that’s the case. I suspect that it is, but if the nine months I’ve spent here have showed me anything, it’s that I don’t know anything about what’s going to happen.

Being an overly sentimental man, I have, over the past few weeks, been saying goodbye to this town. A while back, I wrote a Facebook note and tagged a bunch of people I wanted to see or spend time with before I left, and some of those people actually took me up on it. Others, like wonderful local singer/songwriter and dandy craftswoman Crissi Cochrane were felled by Windsor’s recent otherworldly heatwave (“I feel like a polar bear in the desert,” she said) and yet we fumbled our way through a bit of online hanging out.

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This is mostly for the GBSMM students who read this blog, but it doesn’t really matter — you can be interested (or not) regardless of whether you’re in one of the classes Sara and I teach.

As part of Social Media Week Toronto, Sara Falconer, Amanda Grainger-Munday, Al Davis and I will be on the panel for an event called Social Media Overload: I’m Only One Person — What Can I Do?!? That event is tonight, at 6:00 p.m., at 290 Adelaide St. East, Room 303.

If you’re able to come out, we’d love to see you. If you can’t come out but want to contribute a question via Twitter, use the #GBSMQ hashtag. The official event listing/registration page is here.