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twenty-five
I’m gonna go on about this all day and probably longer, but today—as I write these words and post them on April 20, 2026—is my blogiversary. On April 20, 2021, I was sitting in a hot little studio apartment in mainland Vancouver having just moved out there for work and I decided to write an
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weekender, eight
Spring actually seems to have arrived this past weekend. I’m going to regret writing that in a week when we get another late-season blizzard that clogs up traffic for a couple days, but between going for a walk in a t-shirt and running in shorts and considering moving the tomato plants outside for a few
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weekender, six
I somehow managed to fit in watching three movies this weekend and it started with a random pick off Netflix called Code 3, a Rainn Wilson tragi-comedy about ambulance drivers in Los Angeles. Also, it turned out to be a biting indictment of American-style health care, and a bit of an unexpected tear-jerker in the
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weekender, five
I am certainly not entirely keeping pace with my weekender updates, but to be fair a lot of recent weekends have been us just hiding from the cold weather and watching movies or playing video games for long stretches. We’ve also spent a lot of time in the basement sorting and cleaning because the Kid
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weekender, four
Being self-employed as I am, the holidays of my family tend to erupt into a kind of blur of confusion that leave me a bit discombobulated. The Kid just finished her reading week break, and we capped it off with a trip to the mountains, having left last Thursday and rolled back home on Sunday





