May 2006 Archives
This Is A Story About Decks and Other People’s Crotches
After several hours of Doors Open horrors, I caught up with Bryan just as he was hopping out of bed. Our breakfast consisted of beer, cold pizza, and cigarettes. Once our bellies were filled with nourishment, we jumped into…Continue reading "This Is A Story About Decks and Other People's Crotches"
Posted by Tudor on May 31, 2006 in Friends & Lovers
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Places of Anguish and Boredom
For the first time since Doors Open began, Ontario Place opened its insides to the gaze of the unwashed masses, geodesic domes and all. I’ve never been to Ontario Place before, and the youthful exuberance of the place surprised…Continue reading "Places of Anguish and Boredom"
Posted by Tudor on May 30, 2006 in Here & There
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Sweat Is An Involuntary Response
The air conditioning system at work decided to go on a holiday today, forcing me to spend most of my day sweating from my eyelids. To make things better, a nice lady came by earlier to give us popsicles. Instead…Continue reading "Sweat Is An Involuntary Response"
Posted by Tudor on May 29, 2006 in Working Life
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A Fog Over Our Eyes and Hearts
On the edge of Toronto I met Bryan Scott, the chain-smoking fiend and forsaken poet of our generation. I caught up with him just as he was waking up at 5 o’clock in the afternoon and sitting down to…Continue reading "A Fog Over Our Eyes and Hearts"
Posted by Tudor on May 28, 2006 in Various Positions
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Kitchen Instrumentals
My sink is a giant acoustic device. Listen. In other news, I’ll be in Toronto this weekend: Doors Open, booze, sunshine. See you there….Continue reading "Kitchen Instrumentals"
Posted by Tudor on May 26, 2006 in Various Positions
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Some of Your Sweetness Melted In My Pocket
When we felt miserable and exhausted wandering through strange cities, you bought me chocolate to make me feel better. The chocolate was soft, penetrating… I kissed you and put it in my pocket and when I got excited a while…Continue reading "Some of Your Sweetness Melted In My Pocket"
Posted by Tudor on May 25, 2006 in Various Positions
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Your Anger is as Hard and Precise As Your Fists
It was late in the evening and everything seemed too complicated. Girls … booze … cigars … yearnings for rapture. You wanted to punish your body and the universe, so we ate greasy chicken with our bare hands and…Continue reading "Your Anger is as Hard and Precise As Your Fists"
Posted by Tudor on May 24, 2006 in Various Positions
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You Make My Ears Wet
Of course, there’s also a podcast of our weekend camping adventures wherein Laura talks at lenght about how much she enjoyed everything. Have a listen….Continue reading "You Make My Ears Wet"
Posted by Tudor on May 24, 2006 in Various Positions
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From Tents to Nunneries In the Rain
The night was crazy-cold, so we huddled together in the same sleeping bag, her cold nose pressed against my shoulder. Despite the darkness and the rain falling on our tent, our camping adventure seemed romantic as hell. “I want…Continue reading "From Tents to Nunneries In the Rain"
Posted by Tudor on May 23, 2006 in Here & There
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Dance, Shadows, Dance
Our interpretive dances at sunset lulled the nearby goslings into a deep trance. Frightened by the movement of our loins, the whole city of Guelph went limp with muted admiration….Continue reading "Dance, Shadows, Dance"
Posted by Tudor on May 22, 2006 in Friends & Lovers
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Because Camping is Engaging Enough
We spent the last three days getting rained upon in Elora. Shivers are invigorating. In the morning, we hid from the rain in the car to drink coffee. Unlike some people, we didn’t get engaged on the shores of…Continue reading "Because Camping is Engaging Enough"
Posted by Tudor on May 21, 2006 in Various Positions
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Burnout is What We Have Instead Of Souls
How the fuck did we get ourselves into this Emo mess? Suddenly there are problems everywhere. Yours, mine, everybody’s. My problems make me bitter: I can’t even poop properly, my underwear are too tight, and besides it is raining….Continue reading "Burnout is What We Have Instead Of Souls"
Posted by Tudor on May 18, 2006 in Various Positions
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Sometimes There’s Flutter
When no one’s looking, Riverside Park in Cambridge is a place of lust and sodomy. The nearby forest is littered with men’s underwear and used condoms, and sketchy characters abound. It’s also littered with birds, and that’s what my…Continue reading "Sometimes There's Flutter"
Posted by Tudor on May 16, 2006 in Various Positions
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No More Flowers, Today We’re Climbing Into The Sky
It all started as a relaxing fieldtrip — fifteen people in my photography class brought their cameras to Waterloo Park and promptly fell on their knees to better photograph flowers at different shutter speeds. I got bored with the…Continue reading "No More Flowers, Today We're Climbing Into The Sky"
Posted by Tudor on May 15, 2006 in Ideas & Images
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We’ll Never Become Butterflies
What if we’re nothing but dying caterpillars, twitching away our last, agonizing moments on a decaying tree branch? Will none of our multitudes become butterflies?…Continue reading "We'll Never Become Butterflies"
Posted by Tudor on May 14, 2006 in Various Positions
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Cemetery Air
We used to make out in graveyards, our burning bodies pressed against cold, memorial slabs. She worked among dead people in the summer, and it thrilled us and saddened us to be surrounded by so much death. Afterwards, we…Continue reading "Cemetery Air"
Posted by Tudor on May 12, 2006 in Various Positions
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Polaroid Penetration
We felt angry and vicious, so we drove to the lakeshore to split nerve cells, plant life, and pieces of hair. “She loves me. She loves me not. What would you do?” “Does it matter?” I asked. We left…Continue reading "Polaroid Penetration"
Posted by Tudor on May 11, 2006 in Various Positions
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Where Have All The Strippers Gone?
After the canoe rides, arduous drives, and brief moments of passion on a couch, Paul, Laura, and I ended up in a stuffy Tim Horton’s in the middle of London. The coffee tasted like addiction and the heat made…Continue reading "Where Have All The Strippers Gone?"
Posted by Tudor on May 10, 2006 in Various Positions
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Canoeing the Maitland (Part II)
The good morning comes like a hit and run With a marmalade sun for everyone. (Collett) The knock on the door came at 6am, crisp and metallic. I awoke disoriented in a room full of posters of naked men,…Continue reading "Canoeing the Maitland (Part II)"
Posted by Tudor on May 09, 2006 in Here & There
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Canoeing the Maitland (Part I)
I was chomping down a mermaid sandwich at the Raintree Cafe when Paul brought up the idea of canoeing down the Maitland. “Everyone backed out on me,” he said, slouching his shoulders slightly. I took another mouthful of my…Continue reading "Canoeing the Maitland (Part I)"
Posted by Tudor on May 08, 2006 in Here & There
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Gone Canoeing
Rivers. Water. Eight hours of canoeing. And now it feels as though my arms are trying to separate from the rest of my body. More soon….Continue reading "Gone Canoeing"
Posted by Tudor on May 06, 2006 in Various Positions
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Nothingness Can Be So Fulfilling
I enrolled in my first photography course, and it tickles my brain with all sorts of new knowledge. During the first class the instructor uncovered the big secret of photography: our cameras are nothing but a big, empty spaces….Continue reading "Nothingness Can Be So Fulfilling"
Posted by Tudor on May 05, 2006 in Various Positions
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The Fascination With Garbage Continues
Because the smooth trails of the Kiwanis Park no longer satisfied us, we boldly jumped fences to find the best garbage dump in the world. Piles of concrete littered the landscape, and we jumped like supermen from one pile…Continue reading "The Fascination With Garbage Continues"
Posted by Tudor on May 04, 2006 in Ideas & Images
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How To Move Things
So you want to know how to move to a new apartment, eh? Start with some empty cardboard boxes. Two dozen will do. Place them on your bed, one at the time, and fill them with your crumpled underwear, books,…Continue reading "How To Move Things"
Posted by Tudor on May 03, 2006 in How To
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Fragments of the Evening
I broke off a piece of the blue evening sky to press in your hands when I’ll see you again….Continue reading "Fragments of the Evening"
Posted by Tudor on May 02, 2006 in Various Positions
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Bottles of Poo and Other Adventures
The photoroam was unfolding splendidly by the time I showed up late in the afternoon. The cluster of slow-moving people clutched their reality distortion devices and stopped now and again to pose awkwardly on the tracks — it was…Continue reading "Bottles of Poo and Other Adventures"
Posted by Tudor on May 01, 2006 in Ideas & Images
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