Category Archives: Memories

Full Disclosure

Michael Ignatieff listening to Isaiah Berlin tell a story about Ludwig Wittgenstein, from his 1995 interview broadcast on BBC in 1998. (YouTube)
Taking the Go Train home on Saturday 26 February 2005 (I had been at that afternoon’s panel discussion put on by the Canadian Art Foundation which I reviewed for BlogTo) I picked up that [...]

Obscure television programs

…that have influenced my thinking.
Century City (2004)
My Life and Times (1991)
When I couldn’t remember the title of My Life and Times I did a search for Helen Hunt. I also remember her from her two episodes of Highway to Heaven in 1985 when her character was dying of cancer.
Then she got famous on a sitcom [...]

Melodies of Memory

I sat at the table waiting for my order to be ready. It came on the radio again, the second time I’d heard it that day. An earlier radio speaker, in the morning rain.
[Audio clip: view full post to listen]
Hearing it this second time, I flashed forward fifteen years. One day in the early 2020s, [...]

15 April 1998

Used for my NSCAD Photoshop class.
Macintosh pre-formated.
Also on Flickr

Fricot Thursday

12 June 1996

Wednesday 12 June 1996. Now the day before, with the landlord shit, I made a call for an appointment with our landlord Mr. S. So I got up at 12.30, and at 1.10 was out the door, to Duke St, where I got some money and then caught a bus to go to Fairview. The [...]

March 26 1986

Wednesday 26 March 1986
That story sure is long.1 Well I’m surprised with my homework gees.
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1. I have no idea what the story was, that was a part of my homework that evening.

March 25 1986

Tuesday 25 March 1986
The house is ours!1 That’s a nice house I tell ya!
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1. I remember him with the rumpled look of the time which has been captured in some photos. The thick beard. The lumberjack clothes. He comes in the door and says its ours and my sister and I rush to hug him. [...]

March 5 1986

Wednesday 05 March 1986
Well I tell you every test I’m getting this week is nearly all F’s.1. Bad you Tim, bad boy.
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1. I remember this was because of the commotion surrounding my grandfather’s death, when homework and studying was the least of my concerns.

March 3 1986

Monday 03 March 1986
Really tired. All last week was up late – so no wonder. Had pretty much homework – I thought.