Despite server problems (seriously, they’re hosted by Bell…you’d think they could put together a decent webserver or two) I managed to grab a couple of TIFF tickets this morning. Tomorrow night Nellie and I will see Starting Out In The Evening and on Saturday I’ll see Battle In Seattle with T-Bone.
[tags]tiff07[/tags]
Some issues are important to society at large and legitimately worthy of changing/swaying someone’s vote. Others are not.
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Torontoist has a good piece on the CN Tower, which will only be the world’s tallest free-standing structure for a few more days or weeks.
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I don’t know why, but I feel guilty for liking Vampire Weekend. And really, I only like three songs (“Walcott”, “Campus” and “A-Punk”) but I’ve been listening to them a lot lately. Still, I feel like a bandwagon jumper.
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As of tonight I have finished all my pre-work for my course. Well, 99.9% of it. ~15 minutes tomorrow night and I’m set for Sunday. I also picked up a French road map today, and bought a new shirt & tie…finally starting to feel somewhat prepared for everything.
[tags]religious school funding, february holiday, cn tower, vampire weekend, mba[/tags]
This is all the detail my brain can muster today:
[tags]the matador, the ex, cne, yahoo pipes, tiff07[/tags]
It was today. I tried taking a few pictures but I’m not quite skilled enough to manage a good picture of silver objects against a bright blue sky moving at hundreds of miles per hour with a point-and-shoot. I did manage to get a half-decent one of the F-22, F-16 and P-51 (that I mentioned yesterday). Click on the image to see it bigger or download the original.
By the way, BlogTO has much better pics.
[tags]canadian international air show, F-22, F-16, P-51, blogto[/tags]
Fatblogging, ho:
Another week, another pound. At this rate I should be 67.5 pounds in just three years.
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Tristram Shandy: A Cock And Bull Story (imdb | rotten tomatoes) was messy, intricate and very funny. It’s a film about a film about an essentially unfilmable novel, and I think I may have missed one or more “a film about…”s. Michael Winterbottom is quickly becoming one of my favourite directors.
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There’s an excellent piece in Esquire this month entitled “God’s Not Watching Baghdad” that you should read if you have 15 minutes.
I was back in Iraq to see the president’s surge, to see if pushing more troops into Baghdad had made a difference. I had last been in Iraq two years before as a sergeant in an infantry company, patrolling its farm fields and city streets. On a good day, the country looks the same as it did during my deployments. Usually it looks much worse. Being back in Iraq, I hoped, would be a brief sojourn to reality, a break from America’s version of the war, where the battle lines had been drawn by fearless sloganeers: “Cut ‘n’ Run” or “Bring ‘Em Home,” depending. Where the debate no longer has much to do with Iraq and its people — other than the shitty smorgasbord of daily violence touted as evidence of either the mission’s futility or the dangers of quitting. Mostly, I wanted to make sense of why this had gone on so long with so little progress and see how the war looked to those tasked with the salvage operation.
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An article popped up in my feeds this week that resonated on a couple of levels. The Coast, the Halifax alternative weekly paper I used to read all the time in university, recently ripped off Passive-Aggressive Notes, a blog I quite enjoy. P.A.N. reposted the article, including this picture, which made me laugh my ass off. Ha ha ha ha. Soyfucker.
It also reminded me of an east-coast delicacy: donair pizza. I never liked donairs themselves (that sauce always made me sick) and I couldn’t eat the pizzas, but I used to loooooove eating the donair meat. I don’t even know what kind of meat it was (ostensibly I think it was meant to be lamb) but I still crave it every time I’m in Halifax.
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Finally, after my brain being rendered mush by work and school for many months, it has sunk in: I’m going on vacation in two weeks. My thought priorities now seem to be as follows:
[tags]fatblogging, tristram shandy, the coast, passive aggressive notes, donair, france, scarlett johansson[/tags]
I kept wondering why I could hear so many low-flying aircraft, until I looked out my window and saw an F-22, F-16 and a smaller plane (I might be crazy, but it looked like a P-51) flying in close formation. Which is not something you see every day.
Must be the air show.
I love living down here.
[tags]canadian international air show, F-22, F-16, P-51[/tags]
Seriously though, I have no recollection of August. How was it?
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I just got back from a few hours of shopping (which I enjoy ever so much): breakfast at Holt’s, clothes at m0851 and Harry Rosen, wrist braces at Shopper’s and the Nike Store, and a few other odds & ends. Nellie’s still out looking for stuff. The plan for today is to power through a bunch of errands and work/school stuff, drink a beer on the balcony, barbecue some veggie burgers and watch a movie. I don’t think I can handle more than that, nor do I wish to.
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Come on, I know you do the same thing every time you hear the song.
[tags]august, september, holt renfrew, m0851, harry rosen, nike store[/tags]
I’ve gone through the film festival book and picked out the films I want to see. Of course, I’ll only be able to get tickets to maybe 1 or 2 of them this year, but the rest will go on the list and wait for release dates.
Here they are, all 77:
My schedule limitations and the popularity of some films during the advanced draw should make my choices pretty straightforward.
[tags]tiff07[/tags]
The cast came off around noon today. It feels good to have my opposable digit back. Simple things like being able to write and tie my own shoes feel like significant accomplishments. Best of all, there was no nasty odor as some people had predicted there would be. I have, however, scraped several layers of dead skin off my hand. Pretty.
My wrist is still pretty sore, as if I just sprained it yesterday. I don’t need rehab, but I think I’ll keep wrapping it for a while.
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Today, while waiting to see the doctor, I finished The Tipping Point. I liked it a lot; I think I’ll just go straight to Blink next.
[tags]broken wrist, malcolm gladwell, tipping point, blink[/tags]
Sitting in the fracture clinic waiting room. I’ve been here since 8:45, almost two hours. Last time it was much faster than this, and my CT scan earlier this morning was superfast. I guess I was due for a long hospital wait.
If they just glance at it and tell me I have to leave the cast on, I’m gonna punch somebody leftie-style.
[tags]broken wrist, st. mike’s hospital[/tags]
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