George K. Ilsley's Blog, page 4
April 15, 2014
Castiel jogging on Seawall
One recent morning, I crossed paths with the Angel Castiel, who was jogging on the Vancouver seawall. Or, perhaps more accurately, I should say I saw Misha Collins. He saw that I recognized him. Hope he had a good run.
September 14, 2013
Sentence of the day (with semicolons)
Phil always did the castrating; first he sliced off the cup of the scrotum and tossed it aside; next he forced down first one and then the other testicle, slit the rainbow membrane that enclosed it, tore it out, and tossed it into the fire where the branding iron glowed.
— Thomas Savage (The Power of the Dog, first sentence)
May 7, 2013
It Shall Be Broma
The neighborhood of Broma in Vancouver (around Broadway and Main) used to have salmon streams and a temperate rainforest. Now it has hipsters.
My contribution to a neighborhood story contest. Please like it!
March 14, 2013
In My Place. The Mount Pleasant branch of the VPL sure knows...
In My Place. The Mount Pleasant branch of the VPL sure knows where my book belongs: Snuggled between “I Love Bad Boys” and “I’m With the Bears”.
March 13, 2013
it’s like looking in a mirror …
it’s like looking in a mirror …
March 12, 2013
Holly Golightly — Animal Abuser?
Am now able to report on...
Holly Golightly — Animal Abuser?
Am now able to report on the status of my investigation into the allegations that Holly Golightly (a fictional character created by Truman Capote in his novella, Breakfast at Tiffany’s) is an animal abuser.
I recently saw the movie and was shocked to see Holly toss her cat out of a taxi and into an alley. In the rain (see photo). A perfect alley, she said, lots of rats and garbage. In the movie, after driving a block she regrets her action and runs back with her writer-friend and looks for the cat. In the movie they find the cat, and because her writer-friend is magically heterosexual, they hug and kiss in the rain with the dripping (and apparently quite stinky) cat between them. Happily ever after etc etc.
In the book, the poor cat is also thrown from a taxi into a rat infested alley, in the rain, and when Holly runs back for it, they are unable to find it. She makes her writer-friend promise to take care of it, and then disappears, forever. The writer-friend goes back over the next several weeks and eventually sees the cat in a window and believes it has found a new home.
Why didn’t Holly just ask her writer-friend (who lived upstairs) to take the cat? He was feeding it while she was in jail (and then the hospital). Instead (in the book) she asks him to bring it with her belongings and he stuffs the cat into a pillow case (!). All in all Holly, thanks for rescuing the cat to begin with off the streets of New York … but. Perhaps her actions are meant to be a metaphor for how well she is managing to take care of herself.
March 11, 2013
The Main Street Poodle
A seven foot ceramic pole-sitting poodle...
The Main Street Poodle
A seven foot ceramic pole-sitting poodle is nowhere near as exciting as a .
February 21, 2013
this reminds me of something . ..
this reminds me of something . ..
February 6, 2013
Soon to be released, Plenitude Magazine. The first issue was...
Soon to be released, Plenitude Magazine. The first issue was great, so it’s an honour to have a new piece of fiction included in this one. How exciting!
February 1, 2013
ladybug transformer
ladybug transformer
