Five Questions From Thordora A Few Answers From Me And Very Little Mention Of Cheese

My right hand in my work glove, August 19, 2007 — Me.



Thordora’s Interview Rules:
Leave me a comment saying “Interview Me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.




Thordora Is Asking Five Questions:
Thordora runs a very friendly personal blog at “Spin Me I Pulsate”, or vomitcomet, which is named after the late night bus service in Toronto. She was recently asked five questions by another blogger, with the caveat she publish the answers and she was to ask anyone who responded “Interview Me” another five questions. I was very, very drunk and asked to be interviewed. So now, if you want to be interviewed (five questions only), just write “Interview Me” somewhere in your response. The Rules above will apply.



Thordora: I’m not very attached to things, to stuff. I don’t know if it’s a bipolar thing, an experiencing traumatic life events thing, or just me. Are you attached to any things? Is yes-what? If no, why do you think you’ve avoided the pack rat issue?

Me: I’ve become a pack rat in this apartment. After two years it’s the longest I’ve ever lived in one spot so I’ve bought a couch, been given a dining room set, a cushy chair and bought some dishes… this is the first time I’ve owned a full set of dishes. When I was moving so often it was very difficult to keep stuff, or buy a lot of things. But there were a few things that made every move with me, and that I’m very attached to:

a) Since 1982 I’ve had the same copies of “Lord Of The Rings” and “The Hobbit”
b) My set of “James Herriot” novels I’ve had pretty much as long
c) Four shoeboxes filled with notes and Valentines Day cards from girlfriends, birthday cards from my mom, a few small gifts girlfriends have given me and a bunch of Christmas stocking stuffers — mostly little toys. And a poster my brother drew of a dude pointing a gun at the viewer and demanding “hey, drink the fucking coffee.” I had it on my cupboard in my first apartment.


Thordora: If you could change ONE thing about the Canadian medical system regarding how it treats the mentally ill, what would you change?

Me: Well, I’ve written about 8000 words on Salted about my disdain for one specific part of the system — be it American, British, Aussie or Canadian, and it’s the moment after diagnosis. The most broken part of the system is that it relies entirely on us to figure out what to do to treat the disease. How long after you were diagnosed did you have to wait to find out diet was essential, or that sleep is critical to manage the disease? Once we’re diagnosed we’re expected to be experts on manic depression. It’s actually left up to us to educate our relatives as though we had written the DSM-IV. When we’re finally diagnosed, after years of suffering and self-harm, we should be greeted with dieticians and experts explaining to our relatives that our behaviour has been fucked up because of a disease, not some amorphous disorder.

I don’t like quoting myself… no, really. This is from a post I wrote back in January: “A ‘Perfect World‘ Would Start With An Intervention”.

“Why are our doctors, not bringing dietitians into our appointment if diet is so important to our recovery? Why are we not being handed massive amounts of Vitamin D along with our Lithium? Why, if sleep is so all fucking important to our recovery, are we not being handed a sleep aid along with our Lithium and Vitamin D? Why does it take so fucking long for people to tell us that, “yes, in fact, your bizarre sleeping patterns are, in fact, quite abnormal and, yes, in fact, there are ways to manage your sleep with medications, in fact”?”


Thordora: Your happiest moment. Tell me about it.

Me: No. But I’ll tell you about something that was close — actually, this would actually be an excellent list. In none of my journals will you ever read “I was so happy today”. Those types of moments have never been something I’ve collected. If by “happiest” you mean “most content” then my happiest moments have all been with someone else, and I don’t talk about those moments with anyone. The happiest I’ve been recently, like having completed a task, was finally finding “the Euros” in GTA: San Andreas. It’s a car and there’s only one in the entire game, and it’s hidden extremely well… it’s in Los Venturas, at the pyramid casino under the Sphinx. Okay… I have two moments, both involving awards. In 1986 I was at a Camp in the Eastern Townships of Quebec. Going there always meant a lot to me. That year I was given a special award in recognition of my sportsmanship by the counselors. Then in 1997 I won the Ontario Community Newspaper Associations Award for Best Humour Column in the Premier Category. They call out the names last to first, so I was expecting my name first. But it was some totally random other dude. And I thought “hey, second place.” Then another random dude’s name was called. The award was given to me based on eight columns my journalism teacher had submitted. I was the first College student to win in that Premiere category… and only the second or third to win in any Premiere category. My teacher was always my biggest booster, but not always my biggest fan. My humour is an acquired taste. I have the photo of us with the award on my desk. He died a few years later from stomach cancer.


Thordora: You’re left with one song to hear and sing for the rest of your life. What is it? Why? (and please, no Mitsou.)

Me: Laura Veirs, “Icebound Stream” is currently my favourite, but “Hymn To Freedom” by Oscar Peterson has been my favourite the longest, but there’s no “why” to either other than the greatness and coolness of the songs. So if you’re looking for the song with the most meaning it’d probably be “Mother” by Pink Floyd. Late one night, after a party, I was putting my girlfriend to bed (we were still in separate beds) and this was playing on my stereo. She thanked me for not pressuring her into having sex, and I — kneeling on the floor beside the bed — couldn’t get over the size of her breasts. So I sang “Mother” to her… which was ironic in so many ways. Foreshadowing really. We were in love and still in high school, and we were… manipulated sounds right, into breaking up by… you guessed it, mom. Mom was only 15 when she met my father. He was in his early twenties. She went through hell. MM was 16 when we fell in love, I was 18. Holy passive aggressiveness. MM has three kids and a good husband and might as well live a million miles away… okay.

Actually there is a version of “Farewell to Nova Scotia”, only with Come Marching With Comrade style lyrics… whenever I hear the tune I always think about my childhood. But the lyrics to the real song are very different than the ones I sang as a kid.


Thordora: The most important question of all-will Ottawa win the cup this season?!?!?!?!

Me: Nope. Anaheim will do it again, even without Neidermayer they’ve got the most dominant defence in the League. Watching them play any other team is like watching men play against boys. Ottawa will, however, be first in the Eastern Conference but it’ll be a lot harder getting to the Stanley Cup Finals this year now that the New York Rangers have a team again. I think it’s be very likely to be an Ottawa v. Anaheim Stanley Cup Finals again.





…since november fourteenth, 2006.

“You burn things when there’s no going back. How much of
yourself have you had to burn away to be
the person you are today? Because baby, my body
is ash and my mind is still smoking.”






About Gabriel...

...diagnosed with manic depression when I was nineteen, for the next 14-years I lived without treatment or a recovery plan. I've been homeless, one time I graduated college, I've won awards for reporting on Internet privacy issues, and a weekly humour column. In 2002 I finally hit bottom and found help. It's now 2022, and I have an 8-year old son, and a 12-year old son... I’m usually about six feet tall, and I'm pretty sure I screwed up my book deal. I mostly blog at
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18 Responses to Five Questions From Thordora A Few Answers From Me And Very Little Mention Of Cheese

  1. thordora says:

    That wasn’t so bad now was it? 🙂 Drunkard…

    and I JUST fell in love with Laura Viers this week. How odd.

    Cheese. Off to bed now I am.

  2. bine says:

    yes! for laura veirs. discovered her on my first day with some online radio station from seattle and had to buy the cd immideately. then quit listening to online radio because i was afraid i’d have to buy new cds every day now.

    why is it you always have to pull information out of doctor’s noses? it drives me up the wall. a couple of years ago, when my doctor suggested some essential surgery, i had to do a week of research on the internet, read two books and talk to another doctor to get a second opinion. that’s a joke, really.
    someone once told me in ancient china doctors were not paid when you came to consult them because you were ill but they were paid as long as you were healthy and the payment was interrupted when you became ill and then resumed when he had cured you. i don’t know if there’s any truth to this story, but i think that would probably a good change to our health system.

  3. benji1974 says:

    Stop by my blog if you get a chance I’m moving my wordpress blog to it own domain. I have all the details there.

  4. i want to be interviewed. meme.

    also, i need something to write about. in a slump.


  5. Gabriel... says:

    Justin, you missed it by three comments. Dude, you’re response number 669. I expected better. Okay… I’ll send you five questions tonight or tomorrow, but you’ve got to post the answers on your WP account.

    I’ll send your five tomorrow as well Tiffany.

  6. justinmohareb says:

    I love cheese.

    Hey, you wanna ask me sumptin?

  7. benji1974 says:

    My blogger blog would come across like this when doing an rss feed

    You should be able to copy and paste that into where you would add the feed to.

    If you use Firefox 2.0 or higher you can click the rss feed in the URL bar and it will take you right to the page that you can copy the proper URL from.

    All you have to do after that is a simple copy and paste.

    Hope this helps.

  8. benji1974 says:

    Can you give me the link that you are using when you insert it into the rss feed widget?

    I just did a test using my blogger blog with a rss feed and I didn’t have any problems.

  9. benji1974 says:

    try using this link it seems to work fine on my feed.

  10. benji1974 says:

    I figured out the problem. My off site wordpress blog handles the rss feed just fine but my regular wordpress blog gives me the same junk that you are getting. Which would suggest that there is something that WordPress proper is having some problem handling the rss feed through MySql.

    It seems that it’s not handling the register for the feed properly so until WordPress actually fixes this there isn’t much you can really do about this short of moving your blog off site like I did.

    I know that this answer sucks but it was the only thing I could think of when working between my 2 versions of my blog since my off site works and my on site gives me the same problem you are having.

    You can go to both my blogs and look at her rss feeds and see what I mean.

    I hope that this gives you a little piece of mind that you aren’t doing anything wrong and neither is she. It would just seem that WordPress and Blogger isn’t going to play nice in this instance.

  11. Gabriel... says:

    Dude, it is so past your bedtime. Sorry to the both of you, I’ve been writing posts like crazy the past two days, I’ll send the questions when I wake up.

  12. justinmohareb says:

    So close!

  13. justinmohareb says:

    I’m on vacation for the next two days since I’m working at the Gaming Expo for the weekend.

  14. OK, so will you interview me?

  15. Gabriel... says:

    Done… they’re on your about page. Sorry about the mess, I forgot your Theme doesn’t like paragraph breaks. Good luck with them…

  16. justinmohareb says:

    What about Justin?

  17. Gabriel... says:

    Get back in your cage Mohareb, they’re almost ready.

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