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“What are these sausages doing in the freezer? I didn’t buy them! There’s only 2/3 of the pack left…” “I have no idea, I didn’t but them either…You do the shopping, after all.” “Who would freeze 2/3rds of a pack of sausages?” “Not me!” “Well, how did they get here?” “I told you, I have no idea.” “Well, they must have got here somehow.” “Maybe Joan bought them…” “But why would they be in our freezer?” “I have no idea! Maybe she put them in there by accident” “Joan didn’t buy them! They’re not Joan’s sausages!” “You don’t know that…” Read More
I’m climbed this: http://alavigne.net/newHomePage/Outdoors/FeatureReports/Adirondacks/index.jsp?navpage=peakdetail&peakname=algonquin Read More
I’m going to be 26 in a few days. Can’t say I’m to happy about it. But I found a way to give myself perspective. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_4th In comparison, my 26th birthday, or any other birthday for that matter, are, well, somewhat insignificant to say the least. Read More
So I didn’t write about this last week, I guess because I didn’t have much time on le net. I went to an…’ancestral’ lets call it…cottage on Bob’s Lake (that’s near Sharbot Lake…that’s 40 min or so north of Kingston) last weekend. We used to spend a fair amount of time up there when I was a kid. My dad eventually sold his share (which I was sore about for a while) and I have only been back three times (last weekend, two summers ago for about an hour, and on the way back from Bishop’s one spring, for about Read More
2007, Advertising, Canada, Fantasy, Natural Wonders, Reality TV, Science Fiction, Travel, and TV.
More than a week ago I caught an episode of On the Lot (or as much of it as I could stand). It is Spielberg over Kubrick (that is, the populist over the auteur). No, it’s far worse than that. It’s Michael Bay, or even Gary Marshall. How anyone thinks this process could detect real artistic talent is beyond me. And now for this week’s stuff: I saw an NBA finals ad earlier this week, that focused on the Spurs and the Pistons. I guess it was made before the Cavs came back. I guess someone fucked up. Maybe the Read More
So, my limited research about the freshwater mussel has led me to find that indeed there are “small freshwater mussels” in the Bruce Peninsula and Manitoulin regions. But the thing is, the mussels I found were not in any way “small,” (for example, they were probably 15-20 times the size of the zebra mussels I have seen), they were completely gutted out as if they had been eaten and filled with sand as if they had sat there for ever, and further the lake appeared devoid of large life. It’s still a mystery to me. Read More
As a 25 year old, it may seem odd, me thinking about death. But it’s been on my mind. So, any funeral / memorial / whatever must be nowhere near a church/religious place/cemetery connected with a church, if it is I shall smite the organizers I would like to donate my organs, but for some reason I never got the organ donor thing with my license if pull the plug is an option, pull the fucking plug I want a green burial (i.e. in s shroud rather than a coffin off in some purchased bit of nature so I can Read More
I guess I can’t say first accident since I did drove into a snow bank last winter… So, I just dropped my dad off at the airport. I’m entering the 401 collectors and I’m wanting to stay in them so that I can exit onto the 403 (you know, at that weird exit that only advertises the 403 in addition to the 410 at the last moment) to come back to Hamilton. So a bunch of us are in the right lane. I merge into the next lane to my left when I see that my lane is ending. So Read More
My Blockbuster boycott of the last 5 years or so (excluding video games apparently) is coming to an end this summer. Why? I originally began boycotting Blockbuster when they decided to sell all their old movies (or throw them out) and focus only on having 100 copies of America’s Sweethearts. Well, since that movie wasn’t out at the start, that’s not technically true. But you get the idea. However, I entered a Blockbuster on the urging of a friend the other day and, to my surprise, they had a whole bunch of movies that they never would have stocked even Read More
In the cd player: nothing, it’s too early I was planning on catching the 9:37 bus. Apparently my mom wants to come pick me up. This changes things substantially. I could have slept in. Oh well. I had no intention of going out last night. But I did. So why? Because Jenny’s friend, who’s been here twice before, was up and I have to say that I find her somewhat attractive. The way I’ve behaved around her in the past hasn’t been great either…I sat with her at a football game last semester and spent ages talking to the guy Read More
2003, Business, Documentary, Finance, Holidays, Movies, Personal, and Relationships.
In the CD player: nothing cuz it’s far too early. I watched The Corporation yesterday. Interesting and entertaining documentary. I don’t necessarily agree with the filmmakers about everything, but it was worth watching. Personally, I don’t think direct democracy will help us much (it will certainly make it harder to protect rights.). It seems to me a major problem is the definition of a corporation as a person. Another issue is making life property. Anyway, I’ll leave it to the anti-globalization activists to discuss. The consistent ones. If I haven’t mentioned this before, people who scream about corporations but buy Read More
Academia, Education, Hamilton Adventures, Jazz, Music, Neurosis, Nostalgia, and Relationships.
My computer pissed me off last night. So far I’m okay with it today. Maybe not my computer. Rather certain things that happened with my computer (whether it was to blame or not). In the CD player: Kind of Blue by Miles Davis. I’m on a jazz kick. Had some Coltrane on last night. This morning, Dave Brubeck. Life is good. Today I’m gonna try and do some more reading. But certain movies may become available and then reading will become less of a priority. I’ve decided today should be the day I try to make a pickle brine based Read More
2005, Compromise, Democracy, Freedom of Choice, Ontario Politics, Parties, Personal, Self-Righteousness, and Unions.
Firstly, the party went very well. In the CD player: Help some charity album that some relative bought for me. Haven’t listened to it in ages, thought I’d give it a go. It’s various artists (all English I believe). I was at the union meeting last night. I was so angry at the end that I probably spent a total of two hours ranting to four different people about it on the phone. I don’t really talk on the phone. To begin the meeting, I was annoyed that our local had spent only 11 hours in conciliation. However, I was Read More
Last night, before I returned my dad’s car to his house (I had it for the past 6 days or so) I found out that the “Mac TAs” had voted in favour of a strike. Yet I do not know the voter turnout (though I know people who “forgot”…people don’t take anything seriously eh?…I mean I’ll joke about this strike thing, make fun of it, but you gotta vote…) and they won’t tell me the percentage of yes votes. That is to say, I don’t know how small a minority I’m in. If it comes down to it, I may Read More
Holy shit! I totally forgot to tell you about what’s happening! There was a strike vote for the TAs last night (it continues through today and tomorrow)! I went to my first union meeting (for this particular CUPE) and then voted. I voted no. Here are some reasons why: We get paid double our tuition, which is nice. But I believe we are quite overpaid anyway. And I do little actual work. If there are other University employees who need money, maybe we should take a pay cut. Maybe we should take a pay cut to keep some of our Read More
Listening to Neil Young on my computer. I won’t rant about how awesome he is. The other day (Thursday!) when I went to pick up an essay for a class (worth 50% of my mark) I was more nervous about a mark than I have been in 3 or more years. I can’t remember really the last time I was so nervous about seeing a grade. So, being me, I had to think about why. I had a calculator to prove to myself that even if I just barely passed the assignment (that’s a 70 in grad school) I would Read More
See, I’m a philosopher. My titles begin with “On.” Read More
Um, I forgot to tell you the end. Because she reminded me of [redacted], we had virtually nothing in common, and she was pretty immature (and because she told her friends – not just the one there, and some of my friends – that I was gay) I pretty much ignored her. I would say hi when I saw her (though she’d deny this, she claimed I never said hi…she either never heard me or she’s an asshole) and that was it. I didn’t explain why I just stopped trying to talk to her. Probably should have told her. Whatever. Doesn’t Read More