Ecstatic Adventures of the Exuberant Bodhisattva

For a change from the usual sex and body parts, here is my second consecutive blog about a Halifax literary event. This time I went to the...

  This Saturday, I attended BookCamp Halifax 2013 at the Khyber Centre for the Arts. BookCamp Halifax is a so-called “un-conference” wh...

28 years ago today, I was cut out of my mother’s stomach. I was headed out the vagina feet first, which isn’t usually recommended.  Legend...

The mug Jadwiga made me was blue on the inside, white on the outside, and covered with strange creatures. A mixture of  humans, cats, and ...

Robbie and I are heartbroken to announce that Eliot, our Big Black Dog, died on Friday, September 27. Eliot was the very first underdog of...

Most of the world is familiar with the verb, "to shart." Sharting occurs when you think you have to fart, and being in a somewhat...

I arrived in Montreal for McGill Frosh Week a seventeen-year old relative kiss-virgin. Never had I ever seen a grown man's penis. It ha...