When I was in high school, I would rather have died than announce to the class that I was a lesbian. Not that it would even have occurred to me to label myself in the first place, to imagine that my intense lust for girls could be a public identity, and not just my secret problem. More…

The Beehive on Main Street is the best. Perfect hair cuts, lovely new spa and they love dogs.

This guy panhandles sometimes outside Waterfront Skytrain. When I take my dog to work I take the Skytrain instead of my usual bus, so I pass by him during evening rush hour. It’s not like I give everyone money who asks for it, but I can never get over how many people in expensive suits with five dollar coffees walk right by without even eye contact. I try to give him money every time I see him and chat a while. My dog seems to like him. He often is friendlier to homeless people than most other people.

Oh dear, this cute little tablet is way harder than it looks… This is my first try, without looking at the instruction manual or figuring out little buttons. Did a first grader draw this??