My grandmother’s last known address
When I learned my grandmother’s name yesterday they also gave me her last known address. Unfortunately, that’s all the information they have on her. They don’t have an age, medical h...
Glendora Brooks
“I never answer the phone before noon,” I grumble to my housemate. “It’s nothing but bad news.” “Or, it could be mail!” He retorts. Just before work this morn...
Georgia Adoption Regunion Registry
One day before I die I’ll learn the name of my father’s mother. I’ll come from work fresh off the bike, and I’ll make out a message on my voice mail between the impatient meows of my cat. I don’t reco...
Building a gazebo on Vancouver Island
This weekend my friend Dave and I worked on a gazebo in his mother’s back yard. When I say “worked” I actually mean “constructed”. His mother lives in a secluded area just north of Nanaimo. He needed ...
Nanaimo to get new gay bar
I normally don’t post my published articles on my blog… but I think some of my Nanaimo readers might find it interesting. It appears in the current issue of Xtra West. Nathaniel Christophe...
Khan
Happy Cinco de Mayo!
I made a lovely taco platter for supper tonight. It’s the only Mexican dish I know how to make and I wanted to honour the day. Even my cat Khan got into the spirit. The tacos turned out great.
Culture and Politics
Food Stamps in British Columbia
I always thought it was an American thing, but apparently the provincial government issues food vouchers to assist people in dire need. They are government issued vouchers which can be exchanged for a...
Culture and Politics
BC’s last execution
April 28, 2009 marked the 50th anniversary of British Columbia’s last execution. Leo Anthony Mantha was a tugboat operator and former sailor. He was gay and wanted to have a long-term relationsh...
People
Nathaniel.ca being SILENCED and CENSORED! ;)
Okay… so Housemate has politely requested that I refrain from using his name on my blog. “I’m a very private person,” he says. Fair enough. I’ll stop mentioning him by na...
Charity balls are bullshit
I get a lot of newsletters in the mail from various charities that support youth in and from care. I still enjoy reading newsletters, but the other day I read something in a newsletter that really mad...