Professor Arbogast

Alas, poor Burnshock! I knew him, Verluccio. A fellow of infinite quest, of infinite gallantry. He hath saved the galaxy a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here gazed those eyes that 

He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here gazed those eyes that women loved I know not how oft. Where be your quips? your derring? your do? your flashes of phaser fire that were wont to set the universe afire? 
 

Today's Little Gift

While watching The Monster That Challenged the World this morning, I thought to myself how sad it was that the holidays fly by so quickly. "Tuesday already," I thought.

But then I wondered. Was it truly Tuesday? I looked at my phone. "Sunday, 27." That didn't seem right.

Sylvia was out visiting a friend. When she returned, I asked "Is today Sunday, Monday or Tuesday?"

"It's Sunday!" she said.

What a nice surprise. Now back to Romeo & Juliet (1968). 

Summer's Lease, or Earl versus the Glue

This photo was shot years ago, back when I was working for the Alberta Liberal Caucus at the time that party formed Alberta's Official Opposition. I seem to be struggling with a bottle of glue. I'm not sure why this photo was taken, but it is one of the last shots of me taken with old-school film, and there's a Shakespeare quote near the bottom of the frame, hidden from my view at the time and completely unnoticed by me until now. It feels like the universe was trying to tell me something, but I'm not sure exactly what. 

The Spectre of Shakespeare

Even the 20th century's greatest skid row Renaissance man, Edward D. Wood Jr., must have felt, as all writers do, the silent approbation of history's most celebrated scribe. I've been working on a story called "The Crawling Ear" and LEGO Shakespeare's wry gaze seems to condemn me to Wood's fate - as a forgotten hack of cheap, tawdry dime novels. Well, I can think of worse fates...plus it inspired me to shoot this (I hope) amusing photo. 

A Study in Gold

Sometime in the early summer of 1986, my friend and next door neighbour Keith Gylander (left) and I got together to study for our English 20 final. Mom or Dad, for whatever reason, decided to preserve this moment on film, and along with it my stylish banana-yellow pants and loud multicoloured shirt. I would have fit right in on Miami Vice. At least we did well on the exam.