Author Archives: Tentative Equinox North

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About Tentative Equinox North

Theatremaker, Homemaker, Thoughtmaker. Great hair, Probably looking forward to my next nap.

I’ve Got a Little List

Posted on October 1, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Are any of you familiar with that song from The Mikado sung by the Lord High Executioner about all the people he has on a list should the need ever come to execute someone? For those who went eh? to … Continue reading →

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DOH!

Posted on September 29, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Last week I learned that food poisoning sucks. Thus, no staggering posts of insightful genius or even a small giggle-inducing post. The Saga of the Honey-Roasted Almonds I decided that dough-free month began on Monday. I went by the health food store … Continue reading →

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No-dough month update

Posted on September 24, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

I’ve survived two days without dough. Brain fog is lessening. Too early to string words together coherently.

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Population of Non-Idiots: 1

Posted on September 23, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Here is the paradox about Granville Island: When I am driving on Granville Island, the pedestrians turn into idiots. They walk down the middle of roadways oblivious to the fact that IT’S A ROADWAY FOR GOD’S SAKE! They cross from one … Continue reading →

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Autumnal Equinox – Sept 22

Posted on September 22, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

The Equinox is here. Fleeting, precarious, balance. Can you feel it? To acknowledge the Autumnal Equinox, a poem from Gwendolyn MacEwen, who is one of my favourite Canadian poets. Here is one of my favourite of her poems circa 1969. I think it captures … Continue reading →

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nO(c)-dough-ber

Posted on September 21, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Well, I figured the equinox was as good a time as any to do it. My big public announcement (to keep myself honest) is that I am going to go a month without dough. I might even try to make it … Continue reading →

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Things I wonder about…

Posted on September 20, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

If we have a collective unconscious is it also possible that we’re an unconscious collective?

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I’m not sure this one’s ripe enough.

Posted on September 17, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

My daughter is joining the school band this year. After submitting a preference form, we had to wait to see what instrument she would be assigned. This is what she wrote in her planner: Buy tender saxophone Do you think … Continue reading →

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Perception and Reality

Posted on September 16, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

There is an art, it says, or rather, a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. ~ Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Just another little brain twister … Continue reading →

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I’m being Goggled

Posted on September 14, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Earlier this week, a friend emailed me to say “I’m having trouble Goggling you” which I thought was an hilarious typo. Turns out it was just a precursor of things to come. Back in June I wrote a post about muppets representing … Continue reading →

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