Archive - Something I've Been Meaning to Tell You

I’ve written here before about how my grandfather used to say good luck as a farewell.

Aug 1 •

July 2025

I learned yesterday that the Algonquin word for eel is pimisi… which is the name of one of the LRT stations nearest to my home.

Jul 2 •

June 2025

A Very Short Update From Home

After a couple months away, I’m back home and re-adjusting to life outside of a fjord—the expansive views, the trees and swamps, the lack of an ocean.

Jun 20 •

Another Dispatch From the Window

One last dispatch from Aðalstræti

Jun 3 •

May 2025

From a Window On Aðalstræti

Tears fall in all the rivers.

May 26 •

A Very Short Dispatch of Eels

The river used to be full of eels.

May 21 •

A Day in the life from Aðalstræti

What’s he building in there?

May 17 •

All The Birds In Heaven and Hell

You can listen to this one… Or read it below.

May 12 •

A Very Short Dispatch From Aðalstræti

As a skateboarder, I’m particularly attuned to certain sounds: urethane wheels on asphalt, the vacuum-sound of a street cleaner.

May 7 •

A short dispatch from... Vestrahorn

A love affair, a writer, a mountain, and ten millions years of slow cooling

May 3 •

April 2025

Another Short Dispatch From Aðalstræti

We Shall Never Speak Of This Again

Apr 22 •

A Short Dispatch From Aðalstræti

There’s a flock of snow buntings hanging out on the roof across the street from my studio here on Aðalstræti.

Apr 18 •

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