Once upon a time, almost 20 years ago, I drove from Canada to Florida with my mom, my sister, and my then-infant son. We stopped to eat at the Waffle House because that’s what you do when there are Waffle Houses in the vicinity. There was a young African American woman who was our server, and […]
Yes, I know that The Who and Rush aren’t grunge. But I have to think of a title for these things that’s not “We’re still in Quarantine” or “Songs I Like, part 63 in a series”. The radio thinks they’re all classic rock now, which some of them actually are. I like how these fit […]
This weekend is National Indigenous People’s Day in Canada. I made all y’all a playlist to help get the celebration started a few days early.
Because someone doesn’t appear to be contributing to a fight doesn’t mean that they’re not.
This certainly isn’t the definitive list of amazing music by women of colour. But it’s a selection of my favourites, and there’s some benefit to being the author of this. Be good to each other, friends.
It’s been a week, so you get a double-length playlist. Be good to each other, friends.
Holyhell. What day is it? Have I even done last week’s throwdown yet? I don’t think so. So friends, for the days that are 85 hours long, and the weeks that last twentyseventeen days, cut loose a bit. I don’t have a theme other than these songs make me cheerful along the way. And even […]
So, this recipe is a riff on a Dutch Baby pancakes. But my house has more frozen blueberries than apples right now, and blueberry season isn’t *that* far away, so here’s where we find ourselves. These blueberries came from my friend Sarah’s parents’ farm. They’re so good that I got a flat of them and […]
I have taken some time off from Sweary Obligations since Easter. Sorry about that. I’m in a career wherein I can work from home, and this is week 10 of that. I mean, it’s nice that I’m not missing any paychecks, and I’m not at risk, here in the Sweary Command Center, with my son […]
Still in lockdown.Still working at the Casa Di Swears Command Center every day. My gentleman associate works on the other side of the table and my grown-ass-man-child is beside me, finishing up his exams and then who-knows-what. We’re watching him play Legend of Zelda (which is waaaay different from when we started playing it on […]
