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28.4.05
22.4.05
Happy Earth Day
To celebrate I ate at McDonald's, twice. And I left my bottles outside for the homeless to recycle.
What's mother Earth ever done for me? Eh? No cards, no calls, and she certainly didn't help out with my tuition...
Bitch.
What's mother Earth ever done for me? Eh? No cards, no calls, and she certainly didn't help out with my tuition...
Bitch.
YUL Blog's newest member...
I love the "Ask Not, Tell Not" nature of the YulBlog- it let's a certain dangerous side of the web sit alongside chili recipes and single-mom blogs- Hell- that's the only reason I'm there...*
Also- last year- I think, in May, Turbo and I were asked to attend and do some judging at the Montreal Amatuer Pornography Social at the Vatican- we were thouroughly entertained and disgusted. So, whoever is running Foo1- you better be at next month's Cabane meeting. I'll buy you a drink.
*I'm not a total crunk-head- I just play one on the internet...
Also- last year- I think, in May, Turbo and I were asked to attend and do some judging at the Montreal Amatuer Pornography Social at the Vatican- we were thouroughly entertained and disgusted. So, whoever is running Foo1- you better be at next month's Cabane meeting. I'll buy you a drink.
*I'm not a total crunk-head- I just play one on the internet...
19.4.05
If you were waiting for a good opportunity to renounce Catholicism- NOW is the time!
Some excerpts from a 1986 letter from your new Pope. Click the title above to read the whole thing. All emphasis mine.
"Letter to the Bishops of the Catholic Church Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith October 1, 1986
-all of you humanists out there, take a deep breath. The air is about to get a lot fouler around here before it gets any better.
"Letter to the Bishops of the Catholic Church Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith October 1, 1986
1. The issue of homosexuality and the moral evaluation of homosexual acts have increasingly become a matter of public debate, even in Catholic circles. Since this debate often advances arguments and makes assertions inconsistent with the teaching of the Catholic Church, it is quite rightly a cause for concern to all engaged in the pastoral ministry, and this Congregation has judged it to be of sufficiently grave and widespread importance to address to the Bishops of the Catholic Church this Letter on the Pastoral Care of Homosexual Persons."
...
3. Explicit treatment of the problem was given in this Congregation's "Declaration on Certain Questions Concerning Sexual Ethics" of December 29, 1975. That document stressed the duty of trying to understand the homosexual condition and noted that culpability for homosexual acts should only be judged with prudence. At the same time the Congregation took note of the distinction commonly drawn between the homosexual condition or tendency and individual homosexual actions. These were described as deprived of their essential and indispensable finality, as being "intrinsically disordered", and able in no case to be approved of (cf. n. 8, sect. 4).
In the discussion which followed the publication of the Declaration, however, an overly benign interpretation was given to the homosexual condition itself, some going so far as to call it neutral, or even good. Although the particular inclination of the homosexual person is not a sin, it is a more or less strong tendency ordered toward an intrinsic moral evil; and thus the inclination itself must be seen as an objective disorder.
-all of you humanists out there, take a deep breath. The air is about to get a lot fouler around here before it gets any better.
Pope Pope Pope Pope Pope Pope: A brief guide to everything Pope-like and somewhat holy-
Or- more aptly:
From Wikipedia with some editting by moi:
"His Holiness Pope Benedict XVI, officially (in Latin) Benedictus XVI, born Joseph Alois Ratzinger (Latin: Iosephus Ratzinger) (April 16, 1927), was elected Pope of the Roman Catholic Church on April 19, 2005. As such, he is Bishop of Rome, Sovereign of the Vatican City State and head of the Roman Catholic Church, including the Eastern Rite Churches in communion with the Holy See. He will be formally installed as pontiff during the Mass of Papal Installation on April 24, 2005. (Jesus- what kind of scenester will you have to be to get tickets to that?)
Hey! If the hat fits, wear it :)
At 78 years of age, he is the oldest pope elected since Pope Clement XII in 1730, and is the first German pope since Adrian VI (1522–1523) who was both German and Dutch because he lived in what is now the Netherlands (boring, exhasutive details- THANKS!!), which was a conglomerate of German provinces at the time of his papacy. Benedict is the 8th German pope in history; the first was Gregory V. The last Benedict, Benedict XV, served as pontiff from 1914 to 1922 and thus reigned during World War I. (And it was ALL HIS FAULT, BTW!)
He was appointed prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith by Pope John Paul II in 1981, made a Cardinal Bishop of the episcopal see of Velletri-Segni in 1993, and was elected Dean of the College of Cardinals in 2002, becoming titular bishop of Ostia.(Yes- it is two links- here is a condensed read....) He was already one of the most influential men in the Vatican and a close associate of the late John Paul II (some would say bossom buddies, if not for the whole homo-erotic undertones of men of the cloth [with big hats] patting each other on the ass after making free throws...wait- wrong film...) before he became pope. He also presided over the funeral of John Paul II and the Conclave in 2005 which elected him (say it with me dear readers- vote rigging and influence peddling). During the most recent sede vacante (sounds kinky- like Hedonism but better), he was the highest-ranking official in the Catholic Church.
"Damn it, Jesus- this one is for your remains for FUCK's SAKE!"
Some see Benedict as a traditionalist, others as merely orthodox (unfortunately- I beleive he is "merely orthodox" in the truest sense of the phrase- he holds all of the proper opinions and moral values any good Catholic should have), but almost all observers agree that he is a staunch defender of Catholic doctrine. He is a critic of homosexuality, same-sex marriage, and abortion and has spoken about the unique role of the Catholic Church in salvation (I'm vechlempt all over here, hat boy...) and has called all other Christian churches and ecclesial communities deficient(BURN!). As a Cardinal, he wrote Truth and Tolerance, a book in which he denounces the use of tolerance as an excuse to distort the truth. Benedict also participated as a priest in the Second Vatican Council and has continued to defend the council, including Nostra Aetate, the document on respect of other religions and the declaration of the right to religious freedom. He was viewed during the time of the council as a liberal. As the Prefect for the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, Benedict most clearly spelled out the Catholic Church's position on other religions in the document Dominus Iesus which also talks about the proper way to engage in ecumenical dialogue.
"A Brief Guide to a Caretaker Pope whom Everyone Could Agree Upon Until Enough Conservative Conclave Members Die off so We Can Save the Church from Itself by Removing Its Holy Head from Its Holy Arse."
From Wikipedia with some editting by moi:
"His Holiness Pope Benedict XVI, officially (in Latin) Benedictus XVI, born Joseph Alois Ratzinger (Latin: Iosephus Ratzinger) (April 16, 1927), was elected Pope of the Roman Catholic Church on April 19, 2005. As such, he is Bishop of Rome, Sovereign of the Vatican City State and head of the Roman Catholic Church, including the Eastern Rite Churches in communion with the Holy See. He will be formally installed as pontiff during the Mass of Papal Installation on April 24, 2005. (Jesus- what kind of scenester will you have to be to get tickets to that?)
Hey! If the hat fits, wear it :)
At 78 years of age, he is the oldest pope elected since Pope Clement XII in 1730, and is the first German pope since Adrian VI (1522–1523) who was both German and Dutch because he lived in what is now the Netherlands (boring, exhasutive details- THANKS!!), which was a conglomerate of German provinces at the time of his papacy. Benedict is the 8th German pope in history; the first was Gregory V. The last Benedict, Benedict XV, served as pontiff from 1914 to 1922 and thus reigned during World War I. (And it was ALL HIS FAULT, BTW!)
He was appointed prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith by Pope John Paul II in 1981, made a Cardinal Bishop of the episcopal see of Velletri-Segni in 1993, and was elected Dean of the College of Cardinals in 2002, becoming titular bishop of Ostia.(Yes- it is two links- here is a condensed read....) He was already one of the most influential men in the Vatican and a close associate of the late John Paul II (some would say bossom buddies, if not for the whole homo-erotic undertones of men of the cloth [with big hats] patting each other on the ass after making free throws...wait- wrong film...) before he became pope. He also presided over the funeral of John Paul II and the Conclave in 2005 which elected him (say it with me dear readers- vote rigging and influence peddling). During the most recent sede vacante (sounds kinky- like Hedonism but better), he was the highest-ranking official in the Catholic Church.
"Damn it, Jesus- this one is for your remains for FUCK's SAKE!"
Some see Benedict as a traditionalist, others as merely orthodox (unfortunately- I beleive he is "merely orthodox" in the truest sense of the phrase- he holds all of the proper opinions and moral values any good Catholic should have), but almost all observers agree that he is a staunch defender of Catholic doctrine. He is a critic of homosexuality, same-sex marriage, and abortion and has spoken about the unique role of the Catholic Church in salvation (I'm vechlempt all over here, hat boy...) and has called all other Christian churches and ecclesial communities deficient(BURN!). As a Cardinal, he wrote Truth and Tolerance, a book in which he denounces the use of tolerance as an excuse to distort the truth. Benedict also participated as a priest in the Second Vatican Council and has continued to defend the council, including Nostra Aetate, the document on respect of other religions and the declaration of the right to religious freedom. He was viewed during the time of the council as a liberal. As the Prefect for the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, Benedict most clearly spelled out the Catholic Church's position on other religions in the document Dominus Iesus which also talks about the proper way to engage in ecumenical dialogue.
18.4.05
JGirl- the Musical
My pal Jenn is starting an internet radio show tonight at 1 AM EST- link above! Maybe breaks- but definately some groovey house via mtl/CHI/B.C.
If you missed it live it is available for download for 7 days afterward! Give it a whirl!
15.4.05
Why I am not a good Leftist
Even though I have exhibitted signs of being a bleeding heart Liberal (yes, with a captal "l") I have never been very comfortable in their midst..ie: at the protest against seal hunting, or peace marches in general- especially the ones lately....
Something deep inside me is Draconian- and I fear I have a deep respect for utilitatianism. I want shit done, I want it done right, and I want it done NOW.
So- as far as my faults on the "Left" go:
Something deep inside me is Draconian- and I fear I have a deep respect for utilitatianism. I want shit done, I want it done right, and I want it done NOW.
"I'm in too much of a hurry for instant gratification."
Zippy the Pinhead
11.4.05
On not growing up so soon...
So- on my daily must read list is Rampant Intellectualism, which mainly contains none...
Nobody wants to grow up and the dirty little secret is that no one ever does. Sure, we're all trying to pull off some outward display of responsibility but inside, the synapses are just haywire and you know what they're saying?
go fuck on the beach.
This signal is being interrupted with another one.
drink a beer.
These are wrapped up in even more thoughts like box full of tangled shoelaces.
Run! Run away! Run as hard as you can and jump. Jump in something. In the water. Off a ledge. Away from here. Climb a tree. Catch frogs.
9.4.05
One More Year
If I had to have a female version of myself- it would appear to be Care over at "One More Year"
"The spirit is willing, but the flesh is all bruised and spongy."
"If the goal last night was to get utterly smashed and not remember my walk home, then I accomplished my goal. If the goal was to do things I wouldn't ordinarily do, then I accomplished that goal as well. If my goal was to pass out naked with Futurama playing in the background, well damned if I didn't accomplish that one as well. It was a great night."
Now if that doesn't sound like something I have done, I don't know what else would.
Gender Confusion
Blogs, like Winamp and your cell phone, can be skinned- and when I say skinned, I mean they can have a certain look and feel that may confuse people.
As the recent audio posts attest to- I am a male- and the gorgeous redhead that some of you think has been writing these posts is, sad to say, just our Official Hotperson, Julia Bonk, pictured here again:
So, please- even though you now know I am not an 18 year old cutey, please continue to send your cash donations and gifts of seductive lingerie. They make excellent parting gifts for our female contestants...
As the recent audio posts attest to- I am a male- and the gorgeous redhead that some of you think has been writing these posts is, sad to say, just our Official Hotperson, Julia Bonk, pictured here again:
So, please- even though you now know I am not an 18 year old cutey, please continue to send your cash donations and gifts of seductive lingerie. They make excellent parting gifts for our female contestants...
6.4.05
You'd think it would be understood...
When you leave a voice message for someone you've been sleeping with that:
"I'm not doing much tonight- why don't you drop by later?" that you are not wanting to sit around and watch TV? or is this something that you have to spell out?
"I'm not doing much tonight- why don't you drop by later?" that you are not wanting to sit around and watch TV? or is this something that you have to spell out?
31.3.05
Grand Irony of a Ruined Life
Please Don't Forget the Consumption Controversy
Via Rampant Intellectualism- this piece provides the astonishing background to the Schiavo forced-to-live controversy- and is probably the most noteworthy thing I have seen or heard on the matter.
I've included some text as it will probably go members only soon. Click the title to read the full story, or here.
Via Rampant Intellectualism- this piece provides the astonishing background to the Schiavo forced-to-live controversy- and is probably the most noteworthy thing I have seen or heard on the matter.
I've included some text as it will probably go members only soon. Click the title to read the full story, or here.
Please Don't Forget the Consumption Controversy
Adrienne MacIain
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Mark Batalla / Daily Nexus
One thing that appears to have gotten lost in the political fracas surrounding the life and death of Terri Schiavo is the cause of her current non-responsive state. In point of fact, Ms. Schiavo's condition is the result of a potassium imbalance triggered by an eating disorder. To be more specific, Ms. Schiavo was bulimic, meaning that she forced herself to regurgitate whatever nourishment she took in, so as to maintain the slender silhouette so ubiquitous in the mainstream American media and so coveted by the American public. That's right: The thickest slice in this whole ironic roast is that this woman who voluntarily malnourished herself into a vegetative state is now being force-fed in order to maintain it.
To quibble over whether tube-feeding is "natural" or "unnatural" is to miss out on the true tragedy of the situation: that a once-vibrant young woman was willing to sacrifice -- albeit unwittingly -- her health and, ultimately, her very will to the false god of glamour. Starvation is indeed a heinous death. And despite what Hollywood would lead us to believe, it isn't a terribly pretty way of life: that waiflike figure may look sexy on camera, but the symptoms of starvation -- dulling hair that comes out in clumps, sallow skin, brittle teeth and nails, excessive body hair growth, breath like something crawled in there and died and loss of bladder control, just to name a few -- are not the least bit attractive.
And yet, tragically, starvation is precisely what Ms. Schiavo chose for herself in what was to be her final act of free will. Morality aside, force-feeding is quite apparently inconsistent with the choices Ms. Schiavo made for herself while she still had the capacity to make them. Then again, perhaps she forfeited her right to make decisions regarding her own welfare when she vomited her way into irreversible brain damage.
I don't know what's more disturbing-
Someone from Turkey reading my blogs 3-5 times a day or someone IP masking from Montreal (Sympatico)and reading three times a day.
I'm just going to remove the statcounter, I think.
I'm just going to remove the statcounter, I think.
30.3.05
Photographic Evidence from St. Pat's with the NDG crew-
And Eve, no dissing the West Islanders , either- they are purported to have feelings, too!
Early in the day- I think the sangria was too strong
The young women flirt with bisexuality for the afternoon. No one actually goes to watch the parade happening 5 feet from the door.
I got green hair gel smushed through my locks 2 minutes after arriving. I couldn't resist.
Early in the day- I think the sangria was too strong
The young women flirt with bisexuality for the afternoon. No one actually goes to watch the parade happening 5 feet from the door.
I got green hair gel smushed through my locks 2 minutes after arriving. I couldn't resist.
Court OKs Schiavo Review
Yahoo! News - Federal Appeals Court OKs Schiavo Review: "We still have her."
If this is not a statement from someone who is not prepared to grieve I don't know what is.
God- please let this woman die in peace and have mercy on her parents' souls.
If this is not a statement from someone who is not prepared to grieve I don't know what is.
God- please let this woman die in peace and have mercy on her parents' souls.
28.3.05
Happy Easter- may you rise up again in 3 or 4 days
God is a funny guy. He sends his only son down to muck around with us lower beings, keeps him alive for 32 or so years, then lets us ace him with a spear (or die on a cross if you read the King James version of events)- and then sets him on a whirlwind tour of nobodies who will say he has risen.
So, 2000+ years later we in the Christian West get a four day weekend where we can feast, celebrate our faith in Jesus, do Spring cleaning...
-or get down and dirty with our paychecks (deposited one day early because of the banking holidays) and ride the fun times until Monday, 9:44 PM- when we decide to blog after decanting ourselves in the bath for an hour.
Hmmm- Thursday night seems an infinite time ago. Being recently plunged into singledom by my own lack of self-knowledge and/or control (some may argue it is also a mix of the two, with a healthy dash of self loathing and with a side of fear of commitment) I was out for cinq-a-sept with two of my co-workers for a round of drinks after work. We went to the bar on the ground floor of my office, which we will refer to as Pizza Mary's.
Pizza Mary's suffers from a few of Montreal's common bar problems- lacking a dance floor that is not the tightly cramped chairs and tables, horrible and greasy free appetizers on Thursday night, no shooter special at all, and horrible, mind numbing satellite music feed over the PA instead of a DJ.
All in all, the three dollar drinks can be skipped in the future. The fact my uninspired co-workers have chosen such an insipid drinking hole demonstrates their lack of taste and utter boorishness.
Cut to 9PM- a select group wanders out to invade the ever stylish "Casper's" which is not far away, and luckily downhill next to the Dubbya Hotel. Inside it is loud and packed with a bizarre mix of downtown internet nerds, mid-fashion office women in their Friday night best, and all the regulars from Upper Club that I can name- but won't. We decide to move to the back of the smoking section where hearing yourself think is almost possible- the six of us proceed to have the following disjointed conversation as we attempt to mingle.
CAST-
Me (mtlanglo)- early thirties, single, male
Harry- early forties, divorced, male- graying. Has dated more women in the past year than al my friends combined.
Mark- late twenties, taken but talks like a scoundrel- has been wearing the same suit all week.
La Bella Donna- 22, is actually Romanian, is desperate to find a reason to finally break it off with her 33 year old asshole bartender boyfriend.
Vicky- the female smoker of the group, unknown age but maybe 26- maybe 16- none of us could tell and we weren't asking
Greco- the larger, younger girl with an unfortunate moustache and a statuesque 5'8" in flats.
Harry- I'm going to force my way to the bar- I think the waiter forgot us.
Me- What if returns? Should we do two rounds?
Mark (quietly)- I'm flat out- so none for me.
La Bella Donna- (over hearing)- Oh, Marky, allow me to buy you a drink.
Me- Harry, I'll get the round here if it shows up- you go to the bar.
Greco- Bella- when are we leaving?
Bella- You know you just met these nice men...
Vicky- I'm moving over there to have a cigarette.
Me- I assume we can smoke here now that the kitchen is closed-
Mark-no, Mtlanglo, why don't you go have a smoke with Vicky?
Me- Because I'm overseeing the missing drinks.
Vicky (walks off).
Greco- I need to use the washroom.(walks off in different direction)
[pause]
Me- Bella, what the fuck is up with your friends?
Bella- I told them I was meeting three guys from work- and here you are! (smiles)
Me (as quietly as possible in a screaming packed resto)- are they under the mistaken impression this is some sort of set up?
Bella- "Set up"...what is that?
Mark- (fumes)
Me- like when you tried to play Cupid or something- like they expect us to be their dates or some-such.
Bella- (raising voice) What? You don't like my girlfriends? What is wrong with them? Vicky likes you!!
Me- That's great, Bella, but we just got here, we have plans tonight and I can't hear myself think.
Bella- Then I think we are leaving.
Mark (quietly, to me)- Good work- who do you think I would have been stuck with?
Me (fuming- no reply) .......
And, so- after one round the ladies all leave- the round after, so do we- to hit Stereobar- where we proceed to buy drinks for the waitstaff down from Daome, the DJ, and the promoter of the night- and then promptly have drinks bought for us- and so on- until it is 2 AM and we are faced with the dilemma- to go all night and show up fuckered for work, or go home and get 4 hours sleep.
Sleep wins- it is, after all, a long weekend...
So, 2000+ years later we in the Christian West get a four day weekend where we can feast, celebrate our faith in Jesus, do Spring cleaning...
-or get down and dirty with our paychecks (deposited one day early because of the banking holidays) and ride the fun times until Monday, 9:44 PM- when we decide to blog after decanting ourselves in the bath for an hour.
Hmmm- Thursday night seems an infinite time ago. Being recently plunged into singledom by my own lack of self-knowledge and/or control (some may argue it is also a mix of the two, with a healthy dash of self loathing and with a side of fear of commitment) I was out for cinq-a-sept with two of my co-workers for a round of drinks after work. We went to the bar on the ground floor of my office, which we will refer to as Pizza Mary's.
The Gang at Pizza Mary's- cheap beers a go-go
All in all, the three dollar drinks can be skipped in the future. The fact my uninspired co-workers have chosen such an insipid drinking hole demonstrates their lack of taste and utter boorishness.
Cut to 9PM- a select group wanders out to invade the ever stylish "Casper's" which is not far away, and luckily downhill next to the Dubbya Hotel. Inside it is loud and packed with a bizarre mix of downtown internet nerds, mid-fashion office women in their Friday night best, and all the regulars from Upper Club that I can name- but won't. We decide to move to the back of the smoking section where hearing yourself think is almost possible- the six of us proceed to have the following disjointed conversation as we attempt to mingle.
CAST-
Me (mtlanglo)- early thirties, single, male
Harry- early forties, divorced, male- graying. Has dated more women in the past year than al my friends combined.
Mark- late twenties, taken but talks like a scoundrel- has been wearing the same suit all week.
La Bella Donna- 22, is actually Romanian, is desperate to find a reason to finally break it off with her 33 year old asshole bartender boyfriend.
Vicky- the female smoker of the group, unknown age but maybe 26- maybe 16- none of us could tell and we weren't asking
Greco- the larger, younger girl with an unfortunate moustache and a statuesque 5'8" in flats.
Harry- I'm going to force my way to the bar- I think the waiter forgot us.
Me- What if returns? Should we do two rounds?
Mark (quietly)- I'm flat out- so none for me.
La Bella Donna- (over hearing)- Oh, Marky, allow me to buy you a drink.
Me- Harry, I'll get the round here if it shows up- you go to the bar.
Greco- Bella- when are we leaving?
Bella- You know you just met these nice men...
Vicky- I'm moving over there to have a cigarette.
Me- I assume we can smoke here now that the kitchen is closed-
Mark-no, Mtlanglo, why don't you go have a smoke with Vicky?
Me- Because I'm overseeing the missing drinks.
Vicky (walks off).
Greco- I need to use the washroom.(walks off in different direction)
[pause]
Me- Bella, what the fuck is up with your friends?
Bella- I told them I was meeting three guys from work- and here you are! (smiles)
Me (as quietly as possible in a screaming packed resto)- are they under the mistaken impression this is some sort of set up?
Bella- "Set up"...what is that?
Mark- (fumes)
Me- like when you tried to play Cupid or something- like they expect us to be their dates or some-such.
Bella- (raising voice) What? You don't like my girlfriends? What is wrong with them? Vicky likes you!!
Me- That's great, Bella, but we just got here, we have plans tonight and I can't hear myself think.
Bella- Then I think we are leaving.
Mark (quietly, to me)- Good work- who do you think I would have been stuck with?
Me (fuming- no reply) .......
The scene at Stereobar for Uzibee of Soultek!
And, so- after one round the ladies all leave- the round after, so do we- to hit Stereobar- where we proceed to buy drinks for the waitstaff down from Daome, the DJ, and the promoter of the night- and then promptly have drinks bought for us- and so on- until it is 2 AM and we are faced with the dilemma- to go all night and show up fuckered for work, or go home and get 4 hours sleep.
Sleep wins- it is, after all, a long weekend...
23.3.05
Straight Ahead
The YUL Blog Fifth Anniversary Party was an amazing night! I spent alot of time meeting new people, like Jack, Lady D and Vila H. - seeing Jonas Parker and Serge again, calling Boris "Patrick"- but not vica-versa, thank-god (Sorry...I will get this down pat soon--I need to go to the meetings more often...).
Nika has issued some awards on the event here that will give you a better overall impression of the great time we all had!
To five more great years, and thanks to Chris for letting us stay so late to finish our last beers!
Nika has issued some awards on the event here that will give you a better overall impression of the great time we all had!
To five more great years, and thanks to Chris for letting us stay so late to finish our last beers!
15.3.05
On Formal Nakedness
UP4: Why Saturday's YULblog party may be more fun than some people should expose themselves to without consulting a physician (or, at least, a Crunkologist) beforehand:
"On the why and the how formal nakedness is forcibly a coercively inclusive process : once one gets naked, those around get automatically naked without them necessarily wanting to. This holds because no one knows what can be inferred from the information offered by one's formal nakedness. The uncontrollable nature of formal nakedness paradoxically is the reason why one should voluntarily get naked : because it gives one first degree involvement on one's own representation, thus somewhat enabling one to have a control on the said representation."
Rock Star drunk
Sorry for the lack off posts lately- since I started work and with my signing bonus safely cashed I have been spending some time getting back in touch with some of my corporate Montreal crew- getting rock-star drunk in the middle of the week, on the weekends- and especially on St. Patrick's day.
(If you want to see actual photos of the Montreal St. Patty's Day Parade check out this flickr page.)
Being of mixed Irish blood from 13 generations ago when my ancestors arrived in this glorious frozen wasteland- I was out early, in full force while my girlfriend was off teaching Yoga. 11 AM, Peel Pub downtown with 4 people I knew, 30 of their friends, and 200 other screaming, drinking, stumbling people, whom, by 6 PM, I was affectionately referring to as "yaaaaalllllll", as in:
"Yaaaallllll SUCK- ain't none a yaaaaaa I'ish you drunked pig-fuckers."
And so on.
Fun times with the West Islanders continued at Cheers, where my main goal was to avoid having green beer spilt on myself by drunken 17-year-olds.
Wednesday night last week was much more civilized, if only because work kept me from beginning to "socialize" until 6 PM. Partying at the Typhoon with Turbo, the NDG crew, and their random girlfriends and guys. Happy hour ends at 8 PM but some of the crew stayed until well past midnight- cut to a $20 cab ride at 1:30 AM and you can see how we applied the term "Rock Star Drunk" to myself at 2 AM when I was home on my couch, killing a good 6 shots of Goldschlager straight from the bottle. Courtney Love Style.
Good times, good times- I'm glad Sumi doesn't charge her digital camera anymore...
(If you want to see actual photos of the Montreal St. Patty's Day Parade check out this flickr page.)
Being of mixed Irish blood from 13 generations ago when my ancestors arrived in this glorious frozen wasteland- I was out early, in full force while my girlfriend was off teaching Yoga. 11 AM, Peel Pub downtown with 4 people I knew, 30 of their friends, and 200 other screaming, drinking, stumbling people, whom, by 6 PM, I was affectionately referring to as "yaaaaalllllll", as in:
"Yaaaallllll SUCK- ain't none a yaaaaaa I'ish you drunked pig-fuckers."
And so on.
Fun times with the West Islanders continued at Cheers, where my main goal was to avoid having green beer spilt on myself by drunken 17-year-olds.
Wednesday night last week was much more civilized, if only because work kept me from beginning to "socialize" until 6 PM. Partying at the Typhoon with Turbo, the NDG crew, and their random girlfriends and guys. Happy hour ends at 8 PM but some of the crew stayed until well past midnight- cut to a $20 cab ride at 1:30 AM and you can see how we applied the term "Rock Star Drunk" to myself at 2 AM when I was home on my couch, killing a good 6 shots of Goldschlager straight from the bottle. Courtney Love Style.
Good times, good times- I'm glad Sumi doesn't charge her digital camera anymore...
8.3.05
I no longer watch the Daily Show
Which is one of my most favourite things to do. For the past while I was able to watch anytime I wanted, at 11 PM when it comes on the Comedy Network, midnight on CTV, or again, the following morning at 9 or noon. Now that I'm pulling 9-5 again--nadda-
-nor have I been watching the news.
No wonder people who work all their lives seem so disinterested in current affairs. I barely have the energy to boot up my PC to blog anymore after staring at an LCD all day.
Jesus- I need a new hobby. How about skeet shooting, anyone?
-nor have I been watching the news.
No wonder people who work all their lives seem so disinterested in current affairs. I barely have the energy to boot up my PC to blog anymore after staring at an LCD all day.
Jesus- I need a new hobby. How about skeet shooting, anyone?
3.3.05
Plax- Pre-Smoking Rinse!
Pfizer | What We Do | Medicines & Products | Plax� Pre-Brushing Rinse
Ever want one more cigarette, but your mouth already tastes like an ashtray/ car battery lead?
Plax is the answer!! It will remove all that smokey-tasting plaque and allow you to enjoy your next Dunhill. Plus, the minty after taste will make you feel like you are smoking your first menthol!
Highlights:
* Helps loosen and detach plaque.
* Clinically proven to remove more plaque than brushing alone.
* Pleasant tasting.
* Available sizes: 4 fl. oz. (118mL), 8 fl. oz. (237mL), 16 fl. oz. (1PT) 473mL, 24 fl. oz. (1.5PT) 710mL.
Mint Sensation®: Water, Sorbitol Solution, Alcohol (8.7%), Tetrasodium Pyrophosphate, Benzoic Acid, Flavor, Poloxamer 407, Sodium Benzoate, Sodium Lauryl Sulfate, Sodium Saccharin, Xanthan Gum, FD&C Blue No. 1.
Enjoy!
Ever want one more cigarette, but your mouth already tastes like an ashtray/ car battery lead?
Plax is the answer!! It will remove all that smokey-tasting plaque and allow you to enjoy your next Dunhill. Plus, the minty after taste will make you feel like you are smoking your first menthol!
Highlights:
* Helps loosen and detach plaque.
* Clinically proven to remove more plaque than brushing alone.
* Pleasant tasting.
* Available sizes: 4 fl. oz. (118mL), 8 fl. oz. (237mL), 16 fl. oz. (1PT) 473mL, 24 fl. oz. (1.5PT) 710mL.
Mint Sensation®: Water, Sorbitol Solution, Alcohol (8.7%), Tetrasodium Pyrophosphate, Benzoic Acid, Flavor, Poloxamer 407, Sodium Benzoate, Sodium Lauryl Sulfate, Sodium Saccharin, Xanthan Gum, FD&C Blue No. 1.
Enjoy!
And now for some fair use- ie: showing a Dilbert strip
Yahoo! News - Dilbert
Because you couldn't sign up to get this in your email at Dilbert.com or anything, so I am forced to tread on United Features Syndicate's copyright here, and blatantly link the image...
Because you couldn't sign up to get this in your email at Dilbert.com or anything, so I am forced to tread on United Features Syndicate's copyright here, and blatantly link the image...
"Ahhh- nothing like a little capitalist/imperialist humour to start your day off right."
or
"Hahhahah- look at the cute pig- it's wearing glasses!"
or
"Hahhahah- look at the cute pig- it's wearing glasses!"
2.3.05
Gmail Rosetta Stone
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1.3.05
Welcome back to the Fortune 500
We missed you. Here's a new wrinkle that our lawyers wanted to avoiding getting hassled over in the future (somebody, somewhere, sued somebody over this...)
termination upon death: your employment shall terminate automaticallyWow. Thanks- will you send flowers at least?
upon your death without further delay or payment
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