Author: Dan Dickinson

Ummm…are we, by any chance, in the shit?

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From the CBC: Blast at Toronto doughnut shop kills man.

A man died in an explosion at a Tim Hortons outlet in downtown Toronto on Sunday, police say.

This is the Tim’s just around the corner from us. Of course, we’re rather out of it and so neither heard nor saw any commotion.

There’re all kinds of nutty rumours going around, like this one that the Globe is peddling: “Police would not confirm early reports that a man had entered the washroom shortly before the blast with explosives strapped to his body.” Since none of the CBC, the Star or CTV are saying this, I’d say it’s a bit premature for the Globe to be passing on innuendo or stoking fears unnecessarily.

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We did the Six Feet Under marathon yesterday, finishing the last episode of the series somewhere around 3:30 AM. I don’t want to say too much, as some people who read this haven’t yet watched the last season. I think Big Chris said it best when he said, “It’s been emotional.”

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In between SFU episodes I managed to watch the Canadiens eliminate the Bruins from the playoff race. Even though this is their sixth straight win, they’re still only tied for 6th; I’m really hoping they can nail down the 6th spot so they can avoid the Senators or the Hurricanes in the playoffs, both of whom dominated them during the regular season. The team they’re tied with? The New Jersey Devils. Buying tickets for this Saturday’s game against them is looking luckier and luckier all the time.

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It’s nice to have a day to relax, just space out after a week at school. Even though we were just north of the city, it feels like I’ve been in another province for five days, so it was almost like becoming reacquainted with Toronto. Read the paper, went up to Summerhill for a pile of yummy bread, did some errands, picked up dinner for tonight and came home to watch several more episodes of Six Feet Under…which is pretty much all we did last night too. We’ll burn through it by the end of the weekend at this rate; we even found time to watch the latest episode of The Sopranos last night and I caught up on tons of PVR’d shows.

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The playlist I’ve set up for the cab ride home tomorrow*:

  • Arcade Fire . “Neighbourhood #1”
  • The Fiery Furnaces . “We Got Back The Plague”
  • Morningwood . “The nth Degree”
  • The New Pornographers . “Letter From An Occupant”
  • Troubled Hubble . “What We Do”

* Yes, I’m just this bored.

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For the second meal in a row, we couldn’t bear the thought of the cafeteria food (our choices were veal, lamb, fish and leek soup) so eight of us ordered pizza and just finished scarfing it down. They even brought us some free pop so I snagged a dp on my way out. Score. I’m just settling in to do some more pseudo-studying and listen to the Canadiens game on streaming radio.

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The Modern Mod (or WineBoffin, as he’s sometimes known) points out Slingbox’s announcement that they’ll bring their product to Canada. Sweet.

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Doopy doopy doo. Whilst I wait for inspiration to strike (I’ve reviewed and studied about as much as I feel like iI can), here’re a few interesting tidbits of news that caught my eye:

  • United 93 is premiering at the Tribeca film festival next month. It’s high on my list of must-see movies this spring, partly because of the gripping subject matter, and party because it’s directed by Paul Greengrass, whose work I enjoy immensely. I can only imagine it will draw some controversy, but it’s been 5 years since the attacks and if anyone can handle it, it’s New Yorkers. They’re not much for shying away from things.
  • Toronto, on the other hand, has been hemming and hawing about the waterfront since before I moved here. However, as Christopher Hume reports in the Star, it appears they’re taking the first steps toward the redevelopment they’ve been promising for years. However, I shall believe it when I see it.

OK. Back to studying. Or pretending to study.