While I was in Toronto just recently, one of the things I did was have dinner with an aunt of mine. She’s a really cool lady, and I very much enjoy her company. She’s never batted an eye at any of the things she’s learned about me over the years, starting with the queer thing and on through non-monogamy and SM.… More a thousand small discoveries
This morning, after a meeting with a client, I found myself wandering into a secondhand bookstore downtown, tucked away on a side street I don’t usually take. It’s tiny; the whole thing could fit into my living room twice over. The person at the counter was a long-haired guy in his mid-40s, by my best… More what do women want?
I’m still in Toronto and enjoying the many lovely sights and sounds and people here… another one of those instances when there’s so much good stuff going on that there’s no time to write about it. Among other things, I’ve marched in leather in two parades, seen the Indigo Girls rehearse, purchased some Canadian sex writing, and had intriguing encounters… More post-pride and pre-pride: a short note
This week’s issue of MacLean’s magazine (Canada’s weekly news) contains an article entitled “Polygamy: Legal in Canada” by Ken MacQueen. The article has inspired me to think, for the first time, about religious polygamy as whatsoever related to (or contrasting with) my concept of polyamory, and specifically in a Canadian context to boot. Before I go anywhere with… More the problem with polygamy
Y’know, I travel around a fair bit, but I really don’t go deliberately in search of naked breasts. And yet somehow, I’ve been in Toronto for less than 48 hours, and I’ve managed to see more boobs than I have in… days. I mean months! Months, yes. Last night, my friend V and I checked… More boobies, boobies everywhere
Facebook. What a phenomenon. This post has been lurking about in the corner of my mind for a while now, and I’m trying to truck through a really long and boring editing contract after a long and exhausting day of live interpretation, so what better to do than procrastinate by writing out the Facerant that… More in the closet or in your face?
This year, Montreal’s Pride is like a dying man. Every once in a while, if it hasn’t made any noise, you gotta check its pulse to make sure it’s still with us. A week ago, I heard a rumour that the whole thing was off again. But it would seem either the rumour was wrong,… More the purpose of pride (or, politics, parties and the predictability of the privileged)