Officially disguised as a Canadian
His nickname was Peanut, and that night, in the rain, I feared for my life while an 18-year-old boy tried to assert his masculinity over me by threatening to kill me. I was a year older than him (on account of spending a year at another college before transferring), and I remember thinking that IContinue reading I’m going to rip your heart out
This is like a Five Things post but I may do more or less than five so let’s see how it goes. Social GD media I disabled my main Twitter account again because honestly it’s just becoming the crutch that Facebook was. I’ve set a reminder to reactivate shortly before the 30-day expiration, but we’llContinue reading hello yes im still here
The Internet has a long memory and my blog is 17 years old. That said, my website has been around in various forms for over 23 years so it’s not like I don’t have a wealth of content to be embarrassed by. Reading old posts has reminded me, often in excruciating detail, of who IContinue reading Thoughts and considerations about what I’m doing with my life
(I’m blaming Jason for this.) 1. Kondo Living There’s a Netflix show I haven’t yet seen about a certain Marie Kondo, who cleans your house by saying if something doesn’t spark joy, you should get rid of it. Folks were happy with her getting rid of shoes, but apparently there was a stink when sheContinue reading Five things
My brother works in selling things. From being a copywriter to a creative director, he’s sold a number of things. He’s won awards for selling things. That’s literally his jam. (He does not work for Gillette.) Gillette, and Nike before them, has recently come to realize that their advertising has power to create change forContinue reading Gillette, Nike, and social justice
Car accidents, I’ve had a few… In what must have been 1997, because the song Barbie Girl was released that year (it was how I referred to my best friend’s girlfriend), I was in a car accident. Barbie’s family had a house next to a lake outside of Johannesburg, and we were going to driveContinue reading In which Randolph sustains a concussion and whiplash at the same time
In 1990 I started at boarding school, aged 13. In what turned out to be eighteen months of living hell* interspersed with a life-long friendship or two, I learned the value of reinventing myself. I remember lying on my hostel bed a few weeks into the first term thinking that I could be anybody IContinue reading Reinvention
Rehearsals are underway for The French Kiss Off, a Confederation Theatre farce I am directing, written and produced by Alan Le Boeuf. I haven’t directed a farce in Canada before, so it’s a first. The cast numbers nine in total, which is fairly large, so I have an able team to help me including twoContinue reading Directing for the stage
In June 1994, my father died at the age of 41. In May this year I outlived him, but for psychological reasons I needed to celebrate my 42nd birthday to make it “official”. Well, I made it. Saturday 22 December was the big day and now I kind of feel like counting birthdays is noContinue reading I made it
Married eleven years today. Together for thirteen. Thank you, Husband.