Lifestyle Archive: 2005

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Looking back: New Year’s resolutions

The past year has seen the end of the Ugg boot, Hurricane Katrina’s devastation in the Southern U.S., a Homecoming celebration of dizzying new lows and the tendency of Kanye West’s “Gold Digger” to become indelibly stuck in my head.Continue...

Ch-ch-ch-changes: Another year gone

I won’t lie to you. Of all the people to be occupying this space at the back of this student newspaper, of all the former student writers who have left the student life for something else altogether, of all the people who could be capable of some sort of authorial claim over the cold reality and unspoken trials of post-graduate life —well, I gotta say, I’m probably not your girl.Continue...

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The forgotten merits of clean hands

When Robert Fulghum wrote All I Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten , he wasn’t kidding. After all, the most important lessons in life are learned very early—we just have a tendency to consistently forget them.

Lessons like the importance of having clean hands, for example.Continue...

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The Journal’s favourite CanLit

Margaret Atwood. Wow, bold choice. But really, I made it because I think she’s overlooked as a poet. I’m willing to bet that every person who reads this has read an Atwood novel, but the number of Atwood poetry fans seems to shrink enormously.Continue...

Midas’ Wife

The blue vein ripples over bones, back of your hand,
those four straight chicken claws in your skinContinue...

Soft spoken cranes

I prefer you soft-spoken, words uncurled
And an unmentioned hand
That twists paper-thin sentences into origami cranes
They stretch their wings that we have made
They are creased in all the wrong places
Not from a lack of concentration or effort
But a lack of skill
Yet still they dive with an oddly curved neck
Into our conversation (devoid of any grand purpose)Continue...

Road Map

i pretty much grew up on the road.
my daddy taught me to read using roadsigns
and then showed me how to understand a map,
so that he could just concentrate
on the car in front of him. i was the only
navigator under the age of seven around,
he’d say. i was one of a kind.Continue...

Twelve months, twelve books, twelve great Canadian authors

With typical Canadian irony, try starting your year off with an ending by reading this, the culmination of Davies’ Deptford Trilogy. This novel tells the story of just how far one man can go, and how many changes, disguises and mysteries can flow from a single person.Continue...

Kingston’s Heighton breaks the rules

While standing on a corner at Princess Street, I slowly realize I have no idea where Steven Heighton lives.

Normally, this lack of knowledge wouldn’t be an issue. But on this particular day, it’s a problem. I’m supposed to meet Heighton at his home at 1 p.m., and as the hands on my watch creep towards 1:05, I’m still staring at the address Heighton gave me over the phone that I wrote down. Sadly, the address doesn’t appear to exist.Continue...

‘It’s stunning, rugged and beautiful’

Steven Heighton. Bronwen Wallace. Diane Schoemperlen. All are distinguished members of a large group of professional writers who have come to Kingston for one reason or another—whether to go to Queen’s, to enjoy the less expensive cost of living, or simply to enjoy the scenery—and ended up staying here permanently.Continue...

No pioneers roughing it between these pages

Wilderness. Tales of struggle. Presbyterianism.

If that sounds like the perfect recipe for the great Canadian novel, think again.Continue...

Dissecting the Facebook

Keep in mind that even though your Facebook profile gives you the opportunity to express who you are without restrictions, you might want to think twice before you post that picture of you smoking a fat cone or list “passing out on people’s lawns” as an interest. You don’t know who might be looking at your profile next.Continue...

Unmasking Facebook.com

Like its name suggests, Facebook is the new online social network that puts names to faces. It allows you to look up that guy you randomly hooked up with last night or that girl who worked out beside you at the PEC last week. Consider also the number of hours you can spend people-browsing, and procrastinating form. So, what exactly is so great about Facebook?Continue...

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DIY: the new fashion statement du jour

When I was a child, my mother banned the word “bored” from my vocabulary. Perhaps it was this, or the influence of my grandmother’s love for handcrafts, that led to my sisters and I becoming serious crafters.Continue...

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What it means to be a cool academic

If you’re Jeanette Herrle-Fanning, you could decide to defend the realm of video games—often dismissed with a label of “bullshit escapism,” as she puts it, or just uncool—in the framework of fantasy as a literary genre.Continue...

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