Category Archives: Introversion

On the small gathering

By david.humphrey | Published: September 4, 2010
Nephew: “Where are you going tonight?” Me: “To see a movie.  Have you ever gone to see a movie at a theater?” Nephew: “Yes.  I’ve seen Curious George, and I didn’t like it at all.” Me: “Did you not like the movie, or the experience of the theater?” Nephew: “The theater.  It was me sitting with a bunch of [...]
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A room of one’s own

By david.humphrey | Published: January 2, 2010
Some day I need to write a long piece about snow.  Living here in the Canadian snow belt, I’m endlessly fascinated by it.  Most of the people I know give little or no thought to the weather; but out here, one needs to pay close attention to it, as it dictates your comings and goings, [...]
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A conversation with old friends

By david.humphrey | Published: April 30, 2009
Tonight, after I got the girls off to bed, I was reading some things online.  At one point I stumbled upon an interesting twitter feed, not least because the author was quoting Derrida: “To pretend, I actually do the thing: I have therefore only pretended to pretend.” I’ve always liked this quotation, and I paused to think [...]
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On accepting the role and playing the part

By david.humphrey | Published: April 18, 2009
From Maclean’s interview with Gord Downie: Q: You are a showman of epic proportions, and yet offstage you are a very different person. Where do you go when you get up on stage? A: I surrender. I throw myself on the altar of song and I see my own personal musical life in fast flashes of faces [...]
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intro

By david.humphrey | Published: February 16, 2009
I’ve made the mistake of mentioning to Luke various things I want to write about, and he, being the friend that he is, never lets me forget it.  Another Luke wrote something similar, “I tell you, though he will not get up and give him the bread because he is his friend, yet because of [...]
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