Yup…having your mouth frozen is a weird feeling.

Later I’ll explain why I only have this filling because of my dumbass childhood orthodontist.

Just got back from basketball. Three hours of it. I stink. But at least I helped PC go 1-9 and instead of 0-10.

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Habs won again, in a shootout this time. It’s the weirdest thing…they’re still second overall in the conference, but they’ve only scored two more goals than they’ve allowed. Ottawa, #1 in the east and the class of the league in my opinion, has scored 49 more than they’ve allowed. Can you say…juggernaut. Still, all the Leafs fans have this smug look on their face and keep saying, “Just wait ’til the playoffs.” I hope the Sens draw them in the first round and pound them into the ice. Leafs fans: the last time your team won the cup the Vietnam war was young. YOU SHOULD BE COCKY ABOUT NOTHING!!!!

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What was I thinking, making a dentist appointment for 8:30 tomorrow morning? I’m already sleep deprived, and the adrenaline from playing basketball will keep me up until god knows when this morning. I’m liable to fall asleep while he fixes this filling.

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I have now officially begun the longest course in the MBA program, and by all accounts one of the more difficult: economics. I assume it’s difficult in the same way that accounting was: if you haven’t seen it before, it’s like an alien language. I have seen it before, but it’s been more than ten years and I only scraped by with a C because of my friend CBJ, so…if anyone asks I don’t know what demand curves or baskets of goods are, ‘k?

I Dream of Jeannie Set to Blink to Big Screen

Things that today did not have going for it:

• it was Monday
• it was cold & grey
• three hours of meetings
• work is not going as well as i would like (got some bad news today) and I’m way behind from the week away
• the weather’s calling for snow (or at least chance of snow) every day this week
• the mail room seems to a) have lost my copy of Revenge Of The Sith, and b) be staffed by a meth addict who talks yells a mile a minute
• i have a pounding headache, which I believe is from being overtired. oddly enough, the best sleep i’ve had in the past week or so was the night before the exam.

I’m hoping for a late day turnaround.

Holy crap, they won a game. Against the Heat, no less.

We watched The Poseidon Adventure (imdb | rotten tomatoes) this weekend, another in the long line of 70s disaster films. It wasn’t terrible, but I wouldn’t call it good either. First of all, child actors should have to pass some kind of…well, screen test before appearing in things like this. Where did they find that kid? I could pull a 12-year-old off the street and he could do better. Anyway, Gene Hackman and Shelley Winters were good but the rest were just way too over the top. The effects, good for ’72, seem a little sad now. I’ll be curious to see how tonight’s TV movie and next year’s feature film remake turn out.

Walk The Line (imdb | rotten tomatoes), on the other hand, was excellent. Joaquin Phoenix did about as good a job playing an icon as you could, and Reese Witherspoon played June Carter as well as she could without really being able to replicate the voice. It was predictably biopic-y, but never veered into shmaltz or fairy tale endings. Go see.

Two things that really struck me while watching it:

1. People 10, 20, 30 years later must’ve just shaken their heads at having the good luck to see Johnny Cash, Jerry Lee Lewis, Elvis Presley and Carl Perkins all in one show.
2. I miss Johnny Cash.

Henry Porter of The Guardian contrasts his experiences in America with his week in Toronto, and says the US should pay attention to us to see how to act. It’s oversimplified; too bad he didn’t have another thousand words to really get into it.

And all this talk of The Canadian Identity ™…do we really still do that?

The list is light on novels, but heavy on the history.

Kids, meet Pee & Poo. They are easily the weirdest thing I’ve seen all day.

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We started the exam yesterday at 9:00; by 11:00 I’d finished, checked out, caught a cab and walked in my front door. The cats were happy to see me. I was happy to see the couch.

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My computer decided to melt on the same day I returned from a course called, “Using IT.” Who says irony is dead?