Ha. CityTV has taken out a restraining order against bare-chested santa-hatted all around crazy man Zanta. I guess there was too much nuttiness in front of their cameras.

Wow. These might be the two best practically-news stories I’ve ever come across.

First up, on the Star’s nifty new redesigned site, we have If Cheney’s for torture, why not use it on Scooter?. Granted, Linwood Barclay’s been known to take the piss in his articles, but it’s my favourite question of the week. Hat tip to the Modern Mod for pointing it out.

And then there’s this touching story about the two drunken cheerleaders who got it on in the bathroom of a place called — wait for it — Banana Joe’s.

Warms the heart. Or something.

My copy of Wolf Parade‘s Apologies To The Queen Mary showed up this morning. It’s gooooood. Especially “I’ll Believe In Anything” and “This Heart’s On Fire.”

The books for my next course — economics — just showed up. I think it’s a bad sign that I nearly slipped a disk carrying them back to my desk.

Ever have one of those days where you just can’t stand to have anyone around you?

“My Friend Dario” by Vitalic.

Also: “Sacrifice” by Motorhead. How’s that for a pairing?

We just saw Jarhead (imdb | rotten tomatoes) over t’the Varsity (which is already decked out for xmas, by the way).

It was pretty good. A war movie about a lack of war, with some great actors. Too bad Chris Cooper was barely in it, but Jamie Foxx was great. It doesn’t push as deep into Swofford and Troy’s characters as I wish it had, but the mix of absurdist action and typical Mendes artistry made up for it. Put it this way: just as with every other book made into a movie, there was no way to cover all of what you wanted in two hours. So go buy the book.

We finally watched ScaredSacred (imdb) last night. I’d heard good things about it, and the criticisms I heard were pretty much what my wife and I felt: strong subject matter, but it was hard to listen to his narration. Still, very interesting and very moving, so well worth watching.

Another Canadiens win, another Raptors loss. I don’t know what was uglier, the way they played or the way Aaron Williams’ hand got mangled when he hit the floor. We happened to flip over to the game just as they showed that highlight. This season could get really, really ugly. Like, their worst season ever kind of ugly. When your team only gets 3 offensive boards and two of them are by your Spanish point guard? That’s bad. When your two centres combine for 0 points and 1 rebound in 20 minutes of floor time? That’s also bad.

It’s pretty grey outside, so I think it’s gonna be an indoor kind of day. All the errands were taken care of yesterday, so today I just have to read some more useless cases for my upcoming course and then maybe it’ll be movie time.

Shortly after this protest went down Ashlee Simpson walked into a McDonald’s (the one I used to go to all the time, before I stopped eating that shit) and had a drunken wig-out.

Good times.