The first tool produced by man at the very instant of becoming man was the stone knife. Human reason produces knives because it works like a knife, and it works like a knife because it produces knives. — Vilém Flusser, Vampyroteuthis Infernalis

…philosophy is like the attic where, in difficult times, one accumulates resources, lines up tools, and sharpens knives. — Alain Badiou, Infinite Thought 


"And love survives the lovers"—Etel Adnan


for me, scifi is ultimately about finding ways to talk about slimy blue fluid in lots of different ways

nice friend person:hey, how've you been?
me:capitalism is crushing me. i am barely surviving. i am full of toxic resentment. i want revenge.

A few shots from my on-going Montreal trip. I haven’t really been that much of a shutterbug. It’s been strange being back; really I’m here to see Catherine, and Scott & Caity. Two for two; guess I can go home now. 

Beers in parc Laurier on Sunday escalated to a full-blown picnic, then a bottle of bourbon and then more beer then 2 am karaoke. I’m still recovering.

See you soon.


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