December 20, 2015: Things I have learned of late!

Time IS speeding up.  At first, I thought this was merely a personal perception.   As my friend, Alex, once pointed out – people experience “time flying” as a result of repetitious experiences.  In other words, when you’re younger, everything is new and the memories made are more vivid and concrete whereas, as you grow older, you tend to cover the same unmemorable territory which leaves no lasting impression.  It simply feels like time is flying because there are fewer recollective touchstones to harken back to.  It sounded like a plausible theory, but I prefer a more cosmological hypothesis.  Time started ticking off at a glacial pace with the Big Bang but has grown speedier as the universe hurtles towards its inevitable end, the Big Crunch.  Alternately, a microcosmic application of the same hypothesis holds that it’s not the universe but my life that’s nearing it’s inevitable conclusion  and that the relative speed of MY time’s progress hints at my own impending end.
Never put your faith in any Green Back Packer during the fantasy football playoffs.
All of my dreams are interconnected, elusive, opaque pieces of the same chimeric puzzle.
No joke.  I can’t gift-wrap for shit.
It’s impossible to write while on set.  It’s taken me this long to realize this because, up until this year, I’ve never really had to.
Realistically, I won’t have time to work out again until May of 2016.
The plastic spoons on the craft service table on the  Dark Matter are lethal, their edges honed to razor-ship perfection.  This I discovered while trying to eat my morning oatmeal.
Vancouver is SOOOO much better than Toronto.
How to tie a trinity knot.  Thanks to Jessie Gibbs in the  Dark Matter  wardrobe department for changing my world.