July 2006 Archives
And Wedding Guests Stumble Through The Door, Sweating
I’ve been nervously excited about Greg and Larissa’s wedding ever since their invitation arrived in my mailbox two months ago. “Yo! Sherry! I’ve never been to a wedding before,” I confessed. “What shall I do? What shall I wear?”…Continue reading "And Wedding Guests Stumble Through The Door, Sweating"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 31, 2006 in Friends & Lovers
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Grinding of Loins All Weekend Long
We fled into the wilderness on a Friday afternoon to grind our burning loins against each other first at Greg’s wedding, and later at the Hillside Festival, in cars, in tents, on grassy knolls, and in other places of…Continue reading "Grinding of Loins All Weekend Long"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 30, 2006 in Various Positions
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Bruises, Nakedness and Magic on the Saugeen
Before jumping into a canoe with Paul and paddling down the Saugeen, I decided to smash my elbows and knees against the sharp rocks of the riverbed. Scars make me look manly. Twitching with pain, I covered my fresh…Continue reading "Bruises, Nakedness and Magic on the Saugeen"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 26, 2006 in Here & There
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Mechanical Failure
It was a perfect day for a car breakdown: I was in a hurry to be elsewhere; it was pouring outside; and the car just came back from the mechanic the previous day. Thus, I felt a sudden spasm of…Continue reading "Mechanical Failure"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 24, 2006 in Various Positions
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Sunset and Wetness
The sudden thunderstorm transformed the highways into a wet, golden mess. We pulled the car to the side of the road and jumped outside to dance barefoot on the wet asphalt, eyes filled with wonder and danger. Big, wet…Continue reading "Sunset and Wetness"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 23, 2006 in Various Positions
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Puncher In The Face
The cleaning lady was busy dusting the inside of Paul Puncher’s Railway Station, opening and closing the blinds with swift assurance. We stood on the sidewalk, taking photos of the proceedings, vaguely fascinated by her movements inside the building. When…Continue reading "Puncher In The Face"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 20, 2006 in Various Positions
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Some Sort of Angular Thing In The Sky
Uptown was full of angles, absurdity, booze. We swung our cameras around our heads and kicked tiny children….Continue reading "Some Sort of Angular Thing In The Sky"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 19, 2006 in Various Positions
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Something About Your Pants Makes Me Happy
I bought the shirt by accident. It was on sale for $2 in the frozen food section of the local grocery market, and because I’m unable to resist cheap I bought it. Right outside the store I threw the shirt…Continue reading "Something About Your Pants Makes Me Happy"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 18, 2006 in Various Positions
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Elvis Cruises Down King St.
Friday night was Cruise Night in downtown Kitchener, the annual event where 300 old cars circle around the city, making downtown streets resemble used car lots. This year, aside from cars, Cruise Night also featured medieval soldiers and tiny…Continue reading "Elvis Cruises Down King St."
Posted by Tudor on Jul 16, 2006 in Here & There
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Hats for Poopy Pants
Because I always wanted to look like a pretentious fuck, I bought a fedora at a hipster store in London. Afterwards, I ran out of the store waving my new hat and shoved it on Laura’s head. “Laura-Fedora looks…Continue reading "Hats for Poopy Pants"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 13, 2006 in Various Positions
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Those Weirdos Have Cameras!
The whole photography class went out to Rockwood on a grey, lifeless Sunday. Simon and I were groggy and gorgeous after train rides and dreams of abandoned places, so we spent most of the morning hiding in the woods…Continue reading "Those Weirdos Have Cameras!"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 12, 2006 in Here & There
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Alma! Hunted Alma!
The Alma College for Ladies sits abandoned in all its imposing Victorian glory on a forgotten residential street in the middle of St. Thomas. Like all abandoned buildings, Alma College is also haunted by ghost, vagrants, and photographers. We…Continue reading "Alma! Hunted Alma!"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 11, 2006 in Here & There
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Trains Jolt Pants For Greater Happiness
Walking through St. Thomas on sweltering Saturday afternoon feels like a slow, passionate mindfuck. This feeling is not caused solely by the miles of rusty railway that cut through the landscape but lead nowhere — St. Thomas is after…Continue reading "Trains Jolt Pants For Greater Happiness"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 10, 2006 in Here & There
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In a Different Time We Would’ve Been Savages
Today I flung my Visionary Indian Friend into a deep chasm in the heart of the forest. I had no choice — the fucker had it in for me. We made the wilderness spasm with violence, screams, and unknown…Continue reading "In a Different Time We Would've Been Savages"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 09, 2006 in Various Positions
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Not Pie
That weekend when everyone went away to Corwin’s cottage to eat his mom’s raspberry pie, I stayed behind in the city where I not only sang karaoke, but I also took 973 photos at Laubach’s annual literacy conference. Last…Continue reading "Not Pie"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 06, 2006 in Here & There
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Red Shades of Longing on My Fingers and Lips
At lunchtime, I walked across a wilderness of asphalt and bought a bagful of cherries. They were red, dark, and they stained fingers and souls. Each hungry mouthful tasted like summer-sex-cunt, so I walked down the street with my…Continue reading "Red Shades of Longing on My Fingers and Lips"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 05, 2006 in Various Positions
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Library Love
In the middle of London’s public library, her eyes got moist and soft. “I love this library,” she said. “I love these rows of books and the way the building stands right here in the middle of everything, so…Continue reading "Library Love"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 04, 2006 in Here & There
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A Game of Scrabble
In the middle of the restaurant, I pulled out a bagful of letters and nudged her gently under the table. “We’ll play just one game,” I said. “And we won’t keep score.” She grabbed seven tiles in her soft,…Continue reading "A Game of Scrabble"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 03, 2006 in Various Positions
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Love is War
After surviving her sneaky tank attack, I trapped Laura in a giant sausage in the middle of London. She seemed happy about that….Continue reading "Love is War"
Posted by Tudor on Jul 02, 2006 in Here & There
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