"Bad taste is not illegal." Dammit.

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From Spacing we find this brilliant description of The Docks, the recently liquor-less nightclub on the Toronto waterfront:

“Certainly the Docks is a site of unspeakable acts against Toronto civilization — it’s the wet t-shirt of Clubland; the vomit machine on the edge of town; the place where girls who drive Pontiac Sunfire’s try ecstasy for the first time and dance to Nickleback with their arms in the air…”

This reminded me of my friend Benum explaining his theory about Sunfires being “fat chick cars” to a girl who happened to drive a Sunfire. Good times.

Anyway, like Spacing (and Eye Weekly, who the article refers to) I’m not happy that residents of the Toronto Islands managed to effectively shut down a bar because they make too much noise a kilometre away, but if something had to get shut down at least it’s the loud, drunken, frat boy of a bar.
[tags]toronto islands, the docks, pontiac sunfire[/tags]

Finally, it has happened to me, right in front of my face, my feelings can't describe it

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In amongst working, running and studying today I forgot to blog about last night’s Canoe experience. I shall start from the beginning. Well, not really; the beginning would be three years of frustration and missed opportunities to dine there, which have been well documented here.

T-Bone decided not to come with, so at the last minute we called around to see who’d be interested. In the end our friend MS came with us and we all arrived around 8. The view from the restaurant is a large part of the reputation, and it didn’t disappoint; we sat at the bar for a few minutes and took in the view of the lake and the islands. The restaurant itself is just as nice.

The food was as good as promised: my salad was very good, my pork tenderloin with apple bacon dressing was superb, and my molten chocolate cake with pistachio ice cream and spicy chocolate sauce from Soma friggin’ near made me cry. For drinks we asked the waiter to recommend a wine; he came back with a rosé and, given the look of shock on my face, had to explain rather quickly. He claimed it went well with both my pork and the pasta the ladies had ordered, so we have him the benefit of the doubt. It did, in fact, go reasonably well with the wine, and though I still would’ve rather gotten a lighter red, it made for an interesting story. I went to Canoe and had me some rosé.

Overall, the meal was amazing, the view is spectacular, and the service (except for some slight comic relief whenever the serving staff appeared) was extremely good. Our server — Mark, if I remember correctly — handled our meal and our questions perfectly, even giving us the restaurant’s number and telling us to call him in case we ever wanted advice about wine, even for a meal at home. This, of course, was just manouevering for a tip, but it was well played.

We’ll be going back, unliciously. Mission accomplished, Canoe.
[tags]canoe restaurant, summerlicious, did i really use a ce ce peniston lyric in the title?[/tags]

Snakes on a [your industry here]

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I cross-posted this to my blog at work. It seems to apply equally to the outside world.

This blog post from the CTO of Cap Gemini got me thinking. He references something propethic Peter Drucker said years ago, about the first technology innovation being all about printing (I can’t find the original Drucker quotes, so I assume he meant Gutenberg) and how it displaced monks as the sole source of knowledge management. Publishers now held all the distribution power, but the general public had much freer access to information.

Fast forward a few hundred years and things haven’t changed much; a tiny minority of publishers hold all the power in deciding what gets bound, distributed and sold. Sure, there are underground ‘zines and such, but their reach is miniscule. Drucker’s afore-mentioned comments were about the PC, which signalled changes to the way information was gathered (like Gutenberg’s movable type machine supplanting the monk’s pen), but he probably didn’t know about the internet (still called Arpanet at the time) which would go on to provide an incredibly efficient distribution network reaching practically everyone (which Gutenberg couldn’t have even conceived of). In recent years we’ve seen personal publishing tools like blogs get us past the PC limitation; even five years ago to get any content online you pretty much needed to know how to write HTML and secure web hosting, but now anyone can fire up a blogger or wordpress account and let ‘er rip. Continuing the analogy, this is not unlike Gutenberg delivering one of his presses to every household who wanted one, complete with a team of messengers who could run printed copies around the world in a few seconds.

So what does this mean? Who cares if everyone can now blog about their cat or what they ate for dinner last night or whether Ubuntu Linux is better than OSX? Well, it goes beyond that. Consider this other example I found this morning on Church Of The Customer: given the interesting way in which Snakes On A Plane has developed, Samuel Jackson is advocating an open-source, script-by-committee movie.

Meanwhile, Wikipedia‘s been judged to be about as accurate as the Encyclopaedia Britannica, artists are posting their music on MySpace and winning over fans they would never have found living under the thumb of the recording industry (just ask the Arctic Monkeys) and products like Dell and Kryptonite bike locks are finding out the hard way that bad news travels fast.

Think this doesn’t apply to you? Wrong. It applies to everyone. As of today, no one controls their own marketing.

[tags]cap gemini, peter drucker, gutenberg, social marketing, social computing, wikipedia, snakes on a plane, dell hell, arctic monkeys[/tags]

"Yes, absolutely…what?"

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As I lay on the couch last night, trying desperately not to feel like crap, Nellie popped in Shopgirl (imdb | rotten tomatoes). It was better than I thought it would be; I’d heard poor reviews when it first came out, and the trailers made it look like more of a cliche than it turned out to be. I’d say “elegant” is a pretty good word for it, perhaps “minimalist” fits as well. However, I’m doomed to always associate it with light-headedness and mild nausea.

.:.

I’m feeling better this morning, but hope to feel even better by tonight as we have dinner at Canoe (finally!) with T-Bone and I don’t want the experience to be muddied by, you know, feelings of impending death.

[tags]shopgirl, canoe[/tags]

Anglos make me spit

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Last night we called up CBGB to see if they wanted a bite to eat. They did (after some phone tag) and we met them at The Auld Spot, which is quickly becoming a favourite spot. CB brought her mother along, and also arrived with some impressive news: she has passed her black belt test. Anyway, it was a good, jovial time, topped off by Nellie spitting her drink on CB’s mom when I told the story about confusing the waiter in Quebec City. Good times.

.:.

This morning I felt like crap. It wasn’t from overindulging last night; I felt the same as I did on Monday when I barely made it through a Summerlicious dinner. It actually got worse throughout the day, and we had to cancel our plans to attend T-Bone’s party. Speaking feeling sick, I’m getting lightheaded. Gotta finish this and lie down.

[tags]auld spot, feeling like ass[/tags]