the mental mulch pile
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Poetic vagueness
So much on my mind these days, and so much in my heart…
Check yourself
There’s a fundamental difference between “I didn’t know” and “I didn’t want to know”…
Questions on the nature of relationships, power, & politics
I’ve been pondering a few very basic ideas and I’d love to tap the insight and perspectives of my virtual circle…
Colophon 2018
The Black Riders website runs on…
Welcome, circa. 2018a
Welcome to the Black Riders webspace…
A subversively hopeful act
Some days are hard for no apparent reason. You feel a little off. Life feels empty. Everything just seems like more of a struggle…
What do we do about Facebook?
Every technology… every tool… that has ever been invented has the potential to be used for good or for evil…
Something Bookish Visual Identity Project
Something Bookish is the new editing and manuscript consulting company founded by my friend Stacey Kondla. She needed a logo, business card, and website, so we developed an icon comprised of the tools of her trade: pen, manuscript, and reading glasses. This is what we came up with…
When inaction becomes a choice
Admitting when you make a mistake is already hard. Admitting you made a mistake that ended up hurting others is even harder…
How to Accidentally Help Save a Heritage Building
So back in September 2016, I did a Pecha Kucha presentation where I talked about helping to save McDougall Church in downtown Edmonton from sale and possible demolition…
On friendship
So much on my mind today…
Things in this world that are good
Things in this world that are good (including but definitely not limited to)…
Welcome, circa. 2017b
Once upon a time, there was a company called Black Riders…
Welcome, circa. 2017a
Once upon a time, there was a company called Black Riders…
Technology and connection
So tonight's pondering is on the topic of technology and connection. And the position that I am going to argue is that no communications technology is inherently bad…
Choose wisely
When my father was a mere eleven years old, he left home and entered a military academy whose expressed purpose was to train the next generation of military officers…
Bedtime thought
So here's the thought I'm going to go to sleep pondering…
Today, and every day
Today, and every day, I am thankful…
A citizen of the spaces in between
Contemplating the notion that I am not so much a traveller…
Drift or swim
What's on my mind? A fair bit, as is my natural state, it would seem. So here's the thing...