Trillium Book Awards Author Reading 2015

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Something I found funny today

Reinforcing how Nitin has started his month of residency here with a much more intellectual approach than my own, I felt strangely compelled to return for at least one more blog just to post this link to a skit on Saturday Night Live. The Palin imitations are great, but this one (which i found while looking for the palin one online) actually had me laughing even harder:

My last day

September went a lot faster than I thought it would. But I guess that goes for the rest of the year, too. Did anyone else find that? 2008 will go down as the fastest on record, somewhere on the internet. Here, I guess. Perhaps it's because of the Hadron Collider. Fear not, however. They've apparently put tests on hold for a while.

Hopefully that's not a sign that they've already screwed things up beyond hope.

Word on the Street this year was pretty fun. I love playing and reading new work. But I never should have agreed to do the author signing afterward. Never do a signing three years after your last book came out. You just end up looking foolish beside Andrew Pyper and his brand new page-turner.

So, wait a second...

There ARE comments on this blog?! How come I never saw them before? And how come it seems like there are some on the right side of the page and then when I click on them, I only get to the comments about my music posting?

We should be talking, people!

Update on the whole Hadron Collider thing

Sorry. I've been finding it difficult to write anything in here the last few days. My mind has been wrapped up in a biography of Faulkner (which is horribly written but sometimes interesting) and the death of David Foster Wallace. Particularly, I watched an interview with Wallace in which he talks about the fear of not writing, or the worry. Most of the time, when he was supposed to be writing, he worried about not writing. Not worrying about what to say, but worrying about not doing it, even when he had the time to do it. Faulkner wrote like a fiend. Two of his novels were written in about a month and a half. And still he worried about not writing. That somehow he was still not producing enough, and when he had to write films for hollywood to pay the bills, it drove him crazy.

I like music

Just a list of bands I like a lot right now and highly recommend, that you may not have heard about, in no particular order:

Frightened Rabbit
We Are Jeneric
Gravity Wave
Wax Mannequin
Sunparlour Players
The Wheel
Sgt Dunbar and the Hobo Banned
Sandro Perri
Timber Timbre
The Boy from ET

Probably forgetting a lot. Quite a few of them have links from our myspace page. I wish there were comments in this blog, so you could give some to me.

In Iowa City tonight. It's still recovering from the flooding from last June. Excited to be playing here again after the response we got last year.

This weekend, I went to Heaven

I don't think Colorado actually has a city called Heaven, although it does have a city named Purgatory. But this weekend my band, Rock Plaza Central, was invited to be part of the Monolith Festival near Denver and Boulder, in the famous "natural" amphitheatre of Red Rocks. As we looked out over the crowd, the mountain just gave away and you could see other mountains in the distance, and the city of Denver, or possibly Golden. Later at night, the lights from the cities was both breathtaking and disturbing.

If the world ends today, don't say I didn't tell you so.

Been watching this for a while and the day is finally here. It's funny, cos as a cold war kid, I never really felt any threat of the end of the world from nuclear war. Maybe because no one would ever bomb New Brunswick. But this has got me totally freaked out.

And you can use this to keep track of everything that's going down. (Someone keeps going in and actually changing my weblinks to real hyperlinks. Thanks for that. But it's important to note that the website for this second link is

Where did that photo come from?

Just looking at my profile photo, trying to figure out when that was taken and where it came from. I look like such a kid in it. I should probably replace it with something that more accurately represents the haggard man I have become. It's quite likely that the only place it exists is on the Internet. Or as a file on my computer, or Laura's, or someone else's. I was talking to a friend last night about a project called the Clock of the Long Now, which involves trying to create a clock in Norway that will continue to exist and run for 10,000 years. Instead of a minute hand and an hour hand, it will have a year hand and a century hand, and every millennium a cuckoo will come out. It's about thinking about things in the long term.

And VFest...

...was very fun. Thanks to everyone who came out and chatted with us afterward. Here are some pics from our set:

Why does everything with you and me have to be so political?

Are we really having another election? Before the American one?

And what is at risk, besides the arts, the environment, Canadians?

I'm not an overly political person. I tend to follow it as a curiosity, and I stay up all night watching the results roll in on just about everything (much how I only watch sporting events where something is at stake, like a playoff game, or a world championship), but I've never been one to get very "involved." I vote, which is perhaps more involvement than some. But I don't really take my participation into participaction territory.

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