“Failsafe” by The New Pornographers.
*With the possible exception of “Tiny Moves” from last week’s SNL.
[tags]new pornographers, snl, tiny moves[/tags]
In which I join the club. The pudgy, pudgy club.
Let the banners fly and the champagne flow: we actually went to see a movie today! Gasp wheeze snort! Yup, a real live honest-to-Hollywood movie, our first in a theatre since seeing 300 in way back in March. We saw Knocked Up (imdb | rotten tomatoes), which was pretty good.
It just feels good to be back in the game.
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The least surprising thing I’ve heard this week: George Bush has commuted Scooter Libby’s jail term.
US President George W Bush has intervened to prevent Lewis Libby, a convicted former vice-presidential aide, from serving a prison term. President Bush described as “excessive” the 30-month sentence Libby was facing for obstructing an inquiry into the leaking of a CIA agent’s name.
Do you ever wonder if Bush does this stuff just to fuck with Tony Snow?
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I have decided to join the fatblogging club. I’m no good at self-motivation so I figure telling the world that I’m about 40 pounds overweight and then living in fear of the mockery will help things along.
See, the last time I was a normal weight — about 190 pounds — was back in 2001. Back then I was single and didn’t eat regular meals (as I do now that I’m married), didn’t eat as a social occasion (as I do now that I have a foodie friend or two), exercised a lot more, didn’t work nearly as much and didn’t have an MBA on my plate. I figure I have to reverse/correct at least a few of those trends, and soon — I’d like to buy a new suit in a couple of months. So, to recap:
- I’m currently about 233 (which puts me just below “obese” on the BMI scale)
- I should be about 194 (to get my BMI back into the “normal” range)
Clearly I won’t cover 39 pounds in two months short of some creative surgery, so I’ll aim for 214 (the halfway mark) by Sep 1. I’ll give weekly updates. I await your praise/scorn.
[tags]knocked up, scooter libby, fatblogging[/tags]
Happy Canada Day!
What a nice weekend so far. Yesterday Nellie and I slept in a bit, then got up and went back to our old neighbourhood to have some breakfast at Eggstasy and buy some new a/v-related furniture (stands for my side & rear channel speakers, and a new TV/component stand) at Bay Bloor. It was a beautiful day, and one of the first we’ve had in a long time to just spend at our leisure. We ran a few more errands, chilled at home for a bit and went to Fieramosca for dinner with Nellie’s mom and her boyfriend. When we got home the full moon and the wind created an amazing effect on the lake, so we sat outside (despite the cold wind) before heading to bed.
Slept in once again this morning before finding some brunch at the Irish Embassy — I was craving fish and chips, of all things — and saying goodbye to Nellie’s mom. Since then we’ve been trying to muster the energy to finish putting together the TV stand and set it all up, but have been unsuccessful so far.
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According to Gothamist, the Copacabana is closing. This truly is the end of an era in Manhatt…wait a second. The fucking Copacabana is still open?
[tags]canada day, eggstasy, bay bloor radio, irish embassy, toronto, copacabana[/tags]
The best defense against ribs
Normally after I write an exam I’d just come home and crash, but today I had things to do. I dropped my stuff and went up to the office; I wanted to get moved into my desk so I could hit the ground running Tuesday morning. I shared a brownie with T-Bone, caught up on some email, waited for Nellie so I could show her my new floor and then headed home. On the way I bumped into two of my classmates on Bloor; they’re hanging around the city for the weekend. Now I’m home, catching up on a bunch of stuff, waiting for Nellie and her mom (who’s visiting) to make pizza. Tomorrow, when I have more energy we’ll visit the Distillery District.
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If I lived in London today, I’d buy one of these t-shirts.
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Thank goodness the Toronto Ribfest has moved out to Centennial Park (wherever the hell that is). I don’t think I could bear to have it just around the corner on Front Street this year.
[tags]keep calm and carry on, london bomb, toronto ribfest[/tags]
100%
All done. In the cab, heading home, listening to music…i.e., in my happy place.
[tags]mba[/tags]
97.548%
Heading in soon to write my exam. I would say that I studied/prepared less for this exam than for any other exam in my life. Still, I feel totally confident.
Uhhh…you might wanna wish me luck just in case though…
[tags]mba[/tags]
87.717%
Joe posts songs of little girls singing cute songs…I post ICHC pictures.
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Maybe a commodity isn’t really a commodity anymore:
“Thirty years ago, bottled water barely existed as a business in the United States. Last year, we spent more on Poland Spring, Fiji Water, Evian, Aquafina, and Dasani than we spent on iPods or movie tickets–$15 billion. It will be $16 billion this year.”
[from Fast Company]
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The pizza earlier was goooood. I’ve packed some of my stuff, I’ve reviewed a tiny bit and I’ve watched most of the draft. Oden-Durant 1-2, who’d have guessed it? Anyway, I’m gonna head over for a drink soon and then chill…maybe watch Studio 60 too.
[tags]cheezburger, bottled water, fast company, nba draft, greg oden, kevin durant[/tags]
84.413%
OK, the presentations are over. All that’s left now is to [ahem] study for the exam.
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As a complete aside, there are two sounds that send shivers down my spine: two pieces of styrofoam rubbing together, and the laugh of a lifelong smoker.
Eeeuuuuhhhhhhhhh…
[tags]mba, smoker’s laugh[/tags]
80.000%
Here’s how tired I was last night: I was in bed shortly after 10, and I was asleep by around 10:30. I tried to watch the end of the Jays game, but was apparently unsuccessful as I woke up at 4:00 with the TV still on and the remote under my hand.
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We’re first to present after lunch, so around 1:30 this afternoon we’ll be done and I’ll be on easy street. The exam isn’t worrying me either; my plans tonight consist largely of watching the NBA draft.
[tags]mba[/tags]
68.666%
No bar tonight, I’m bagged. Sitting in air as heavy as cotton, drinking a few beers, eating a big meal and eschewing caffeine for the afternoon pretty much wiped me out; we managed to get our executive summary finished before I came back to my room, called Nellie and began the slow descent into alcoholism sleep.
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A few seconds ago I was looking for the Jays game and flipped by Paris Hilton talking to Larry King. If that’s her idea of “acting less stupid” she should be sentenced to 21 days in a library.
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[UPDATE] Ye gods, look at the post title…it’s the decimal of the beast!
[tags]mba, paris hilton[/tags]
Skirl | Dan Dickinson 