Ant-artica

"When her kitchen had an ant invasion, she greased long stretches of twine with chicken fat and tied a bone to the end in her garden, leading the ants on a savory march outside — cruelty-free pest control." - Petula Dvorak, from the Washington Post

Thus begins my inspiration for this late-night blog post.
Really, all I have to say is that I need some major english writing help, because I'm stuck writing in the first person.

Okay, that's not really all I have to say.

I stumbled upon this article whilst digging deeper into the history of the house I've inhabited for almost 24 years of my life at this point. All I know so far is that arabs lived here before I did, and before that, it was italians. If I go back far enough, I can probably assume this land had been inhabited by some sort of First Nations - maybe the Haudenosaunee? I'm really not sure.

It's nice to acknowledge the past, and in the past, I've dealt with ant invasion. Except instead of doing like Mirka Mišak in the aforementioned quote, I preferred to use a laissez-faire attitude whilst my mother Raided the shit out of the ants. Eventually, we switched to cloves to ward off the rodents.

Speaking of rodents, and more specifically rats, did you know that Alberta managed to entirely rid itself of the invasive Norway rat during the 50s all the way to the present? The details I am providing here are vague, but at this point I just want to finish this blog post and go to bed and wake up to yet another productive day. =]

Everything's full - tout est rempli

So I'm with the fungal world and they're like - wait, Avery
Do all )))) go to heaven - MF Doom, master rhymer, burner of oil
Also a dude from NYC, maybe?
Not a cluue, ad ai do want not, not wantto start ay flame wars, or gang wars, but bloggers who make money blogging shud not be ignored but i dont make moeyy so d i ignore myw arning signs?

Anyway, happy 16th of November! Remember that number divided by four? Nintendo does.

Red lines under words annoy me, but so does rewriting everything constantly, so it's another dot com bust or boom.fm bust.

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Ambitions as a writer

"I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years

Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears"

Just about ready to rhyme; not ready to keep the time

My ambitions as a writer keep me away from fear

No free-styling; I'm straight ridin'; you don't wanna fk w/ me

'cause I'll keep writing till death coil comes flying

or I get a battle rez from volun-tears

 

 

Threadbare scrambled

Where have I been sapped? The creative mind is but a flow of words that endlessly get slapped onto the page. Yes, this is another round of free writing on my blog, and it's been years since I've done it and now that I finally read a Hemingway book (A Farewell to Arms) I feel slightly more comfortable in writing longer sentences.

If this doesn't make sense to you, then I will find a way to make it make sense. Make it make sense, it makes sense when you have bills to pay and you kill to play and you eat avant-garde cucumber pickles simply to make it all go away.

It takes me years to answer a simple question, a question of self-contentedness mixed with a trickle of unabashed shame. Questioning the reality of the questioning world, I wonder if I can ever find the old energy that made me write without a care in the world. Now, I find myself segmenting paragraphs into sentences into words into phonemes and wishing for the incessant allure of posh writing that I am certain will eventually be washed away like the grains of sand on Jupiter. Either that, or my writing will collapse under its own weight of boring rhetoric.

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What was the point of writing this post? To write something down that maybe I'll stumble upon another time and wonder why I couldn't just write a damn book already. Can't writing be down collaboratively? I'm alarmed and sobered by the fact that 99.99% of my time spent writing, I have spent writing by myself.

One of the things that has kept this blog alive for me is the comments. With Google+ disappearing in April, I might try and revamp the comments to make it more interactive and less blocky. Unfortunately, I'm not great at layout/design work because I just want to write something down whenever I end up at my blog place and so I never end up focusing on the user experience too much.

If you're a visual learner like I tend to be, you might like this picture instead. It is something I cooked and it was just as tasty as it looks, which might mean different things to you than to me but anyway, it was nourishing.

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