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The Lonesome Mitten: March 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Saturday, March 25, 2006. If elijah wood is playing iggy pop, who will play frodo? Possibly my favourite picture ever captured with my Christmas cam-cam, taken in a park on the way to lunch at Eat Me with my world-travelling pal Chris:. The ring was prawly tossed off seconds before the wearer's romantic partner, but one man's trash, etc., so I cleaned the ring with rubbing alcohol and now wear it with glee. No ring ever fits my beefy fingers. Posted by Lisa at 4:41 PM.
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The Lonesome Mitten: January 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Monday, January 23, 2006. In the (slightly reworked) words of Art Brut: I formed a blog. I formed a blog. Look at me: I formed a blog. On my Discman foreclosing any conversation with my parents, the kind a 24-year-old woman en route to visiting her grandmother in the hospital should be having. I was, in other words, fifteen again. (You'll remember that the Discman, in 1997, was hardly the anachronism it is today.). Did anybody mourn their disappearance? The first photo I'm...
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The Lonesome Mitten: July 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Sunday, July 02, 2006. Belly up, natch. (Crudely fashioned, paper-eared pet yogourt containers and stuffed rats do little to assuage the guilt of that early neglect.). How long had my bicycle been gone? My bicycle; my sweet, cherished Raleigh! And crested the dastardly hill of Trois-Pistoles time and time again; you joined me in protests against the dominance of the automobile on Steel City's smoggy streets, and whispered an apology when you lost your chain; you never once...
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The Lonesome Mitten: June 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Thursday, June 22, 2006. My public were clamouring (ha! So I'm raising the white flag, so to speak. Found in a hallway of 401 Richmond, before said hallway decided to assume the temperature of a heavily trafficked steam room. I'm pretty sure a real post is in the offing. 'Til then! Posted by Lisa at 8:13 PM. Friday, June 02, 2006. Posted by Lisa at 7:28 PM. Toronto, Ontario, Canada. View my complete profile. Bring me your lost. I like these people, places. Wait, wait for it.
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The Lonesome Mitten: October 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Monday, October 02, 2006. A-wandering they will go. Guido adds, "And did you know that in America, there is a popular brand of bread called 'Holsum Bread'? Word Those who misspell with impunity will always have a special place in this heart. Posted by Lisa at 1:04 PM. Toronto, Ontario, Canada. View my complete profile. Bring me your lost. I like these people, places. Johnnie takes a picture. No diggity, no doubt. Long awaited, breaths unbated. A-wandering they will go.
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The Lonesome Mitten: May 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Friday, May 19, 2006. The art of losing isn't hard to master;. So many things seem filled with the intent. To be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster. Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster:. Places, and names and where it was you meant. To travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! My last, or. Across the wa...
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The Lonesome Mitten: January 2007
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Wednesday, January 03, 2007. Long awaited, breaths unbated. Merry belated Christmas and happy new year, all who wander here. I'll make this short: Both of the showcased photos were taken by my old friend Damon, whom I met when he was a first-year greenhorn, I a weathered senior, and both of us in the play. Damon's still doing time at McMaster, incredibly, living in a restored grocery store (still? Is it a cat who's missing here? Posted by Lisa at 4:14 PM. Bring me your lost.
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The Lonesome Mitten: April 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Saturday, April 22, 2006. Transfers, lost men, and other subjects. Admittedly, a subway transfer is a fairly banal object to lose/find, but this particular one at least managed to wind up propped against the stage at the El Mocambo, where roommate Ghalib and I trekked last night to see San Franciscan John Vanderslice play. And were you, oh were you there? Ere our pal Matthew. Posted by Lisa at 5:06 PM. Monday, April 17, 2006. Somebody put your boots back on. And so begins ...
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The Lonesome Mitten: February 2006
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Objects in their anti-contexts. Sunday, February 26, 2006. He never made it as a puppet. The "sidewalk pants" as they appear in. The movie. I tried to locate the actual panel where they appear in the comic book so that I could post that, but either I suck or the Internet does. (No betting.). Says Paul: "I wouldn't be sad if I never saw a lone, dirty, lost sock again in my life." I wouldn't get my hopes up - the chances of that are about as slim as Scooby Doo and the gang apprehending a ghost who. Posted ...
