Shut up, Canice

[...] This past month I went on an amazing four-week trip through Central America. I took this chicken bus from Antigua, Guatemala, to Santiago Sacatepequez, an hour’s drive [...]

[...] a full-time schedule now as a freelance editor; I’m embarking on a four-week trip through Central America on Monday. Most exciting of all, I am putting together a solo photo show in December, at the [...]

[...] Mike and I took a trip to southern California a couple weeks ago. Some photos from the San Diego Zoo: Flamingos, fucking. Tourists, watching flamingos fucking. Asian elephants. Giraffes, big and [...]

The morning after the G20 riots, I roamed around a much-quieter downtown Toronto. The Eaton Centre was very empty for a weekend afternoon. And lots of [...]

[...] The morning after the G20 riots, I roamed around a much-quieter downtown Toronto. The Eaton Centre was very empty for a weekend afternoon. And lots of stop-and- [...]

[...] in unions, yet it was workplace seniority that put me on the list. I’ve signed up for daily email job alerts. There are very few job postings in journalism. Since the Star announced these layoffs, [...]

[...] I started going through my archives I realized 2003-2009 was a vital time for the southern Ontario hardcore scene, with local and touring bands such as Fucked Up, No Warning, Urban Blight, Career [...]

[...] transportation — in the absence of a transit network, there are chicken buses. These former American school buses have been decommissioned and shipped down south, then painted crazy colours with [...]

[...] southern Ontario hardcore scene, with local and touring bands such as Fucked Up, No Warning, Urban Blight, Career Suicide, Trapped Under Ice, Cold World and Fearless Vampire Killers (aka Cro-Mags). [...]

[...] unimaginable manufacturing wealth to bankrupt, rusty haven for struggling artists and urban decay pornographers. It happened to them first, and now it’ll happen to the rest of us. Anyway, I have no [...]