long sort of silence

its been a while blog. don't worry i haven't forgot about you. I've been ill. of course what else would i be? really, let's consider... i suppose i could have been on a grand adventure, or perhaps have been busy working on a new play or reading a terrible book called Heroine by gail scott...okay its not that bad. its not that interesting...its kind of cliche, but perhaps a bit novel (well it is a novel, but i mean okay im sure you get it)

So i want to go to toronto. Hippy birfde custodian

What is PDT

i think its a time zone, but i haven't a clue which one. i hope it isn't soon. 

OKay. this is going to be a probably blasphemous post, on account of my general ignorance of faith/the faith/things of this nature. It may also be offensive because i am challenging the practices of christians in my life and their practices of faith. 

 problem number one: faithful person X has their msn name "speak lord your servant is listening" i think this is problematic, one because since when does a servant command their master, and two since when is "the lord" anyone's master. What does that mean...to be the master of something? it carries with it connotations of power relations, one who can enact a position of power over another; also it suggests that there is perhaps some sort of debt, or that a master is one with superior (skill/power/intellect) which merits their higher placement in some sort of hierarchy. So why do we make ourselves servants to "the lord"? is servant the right word; i thought the christian god asks for obedience not service. I mean what service to 'him' could we presume to do, that 'he' has not made us capable of, if that is the case isn't it just humble obedience to what good we were created for that we should be acting, rather than command 'him' to direct us as servant pawns? 

 i dunno, i hear too many people claiming their beliefs not as gifts, for which they are humbly thankful, but rather as a reason for their action in the world. which is a problematic and possibly dangerous position...is it not?

little folly

i said to myself this morning, i won't take my book to work because i don't need to carry the extra weight (my back being tight because of the shoulder injury sustained at the Pillon's stepgrandparent party...long story nevermind) and now im sitting in the office thinking, mhmm maybe i should go home cause i have nothing to do, but i'm sure there are still things that need doing, but the big boss aint here. ho hum.

So its all fairweather i suppose.

driving to windsor

i meant to post this, this is the storm we drove into on our way back to Windsor, Sunday. it was freaking amazing. and then really scary so we pulled over and waited it out. (shame it was the mac-d's stop so there wasn't good food...yick)We were of course in Toronto to watch Seb play against the Argos. BC won (huzzah) and Seb got to play free safety at the end of the game. Plus, he had an amazing game, there was almost more special teams play that regular play, so that was sweet. Plus, he had the first hit of the game (huzzah). It was really good. We also went to the st. Lawrence market, by bike/rollerblade. i was impressed since its about a 25 km round trip, and I'm sure that certain windsorites are incapable of understanding not driving such a distance, but we did good. plus we swam at the Olympic pool. i hope wherever i am next has places to swim, i really miss it.