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Just when I thought I couldn’t want to lick him more…

Friday, September 29th, 2006

Mark Morford writes a column of wit and sauce (okay, nothing new there), but he also mentions Tom Robbins in his syllabus for Liberal Day Camp….

I cannot heed the call, but I love him for the effort. And Mark, I always have EIGHT kinds of scotch.

Two strange things I did today

Thursday, September 28th, 2006
  1. Purchased thigh stockings for a dinner with an ex-buddy when I’m not sure what the dinner will be entailing and whether or not I want it to entail. I think my hands were disobeying my brain but I won’t know for sure until tomorrow night.
  2. Took an old bottle of moisture cream and duct-taped it upside-down to another bottle to get the stuff at the bottom out (the Scottish genes won out).

Take that! VPN

Wednesday, September 27th, 2006

I started my new job last Monday and made my first attempt at VPNing in via my work laptop on Wednesday night, after I got my digipass.

And I tried again Thursday night, Friday night, Monday night, Tuesday night…

In between, there were various email with the poor Help Desk who was trying to help me out. At one point, the Tier 2 Support guys were trying to tell him that I can’t use security settings on my wireless router (wtf??)

Aaaanyway, reset my user ID at work, nuked some crazyass wireless wizard, rebooted my router, tried again and Bob’s your uncle!

You can’t know how much I like working from home in my jammies…

Google Meme:

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

Stolen from Melle who stole it from here.

Instructions: Enter your name and then “last I heard [she/he] was” into Google and see what happens.

Last I heard she was in Big D, she’s gone from there now. [Yes. I have.]

All was successfully resolved and the last I heard she was staying in a beach hut down the way. [Putting in some insulation and a firepit for the winter.]

Last I heard she was in the army and blew out her knee. [Rock 'em Sock 'em?]

The last I heard, she was going to have a psychological evaluation and might not end up in jail. That was over a year ago, but I lost track. [Who are looking at?!]

Last I heard she was just about finished. If you want breakfast in bed, you better sleep in the kitchen. [And pick up the telephone or a frying pan in the morning...]

The last I heard, she was considering adopting not only a baby, but also the baby’s teenage mother. [I what?]

And my absolute favourite:

Last I heard she was sleepin’ rough Down on the Darby beat White Horse in her hand… alcohol poisoning when his wife gave him a sherry enema (at his request)? [I know nothing 'bout no enemas.]

Hockey: A People’s History cont’d

Monday, September 25th, 2006

Watched eps 3 and 4 of Hockey: A People’s History last night and the good fun continues. My dorky Canadian reaction this week: getting goose bumps when they the Maple Leafs came into being, and hearing Foster Hewitt yell “He shoots! He scores!” on the radio.

And did you know that women’s hockey was rockin’ and rollin’ in the 1940s? Lots of elbows and stitches and motley board action too.

What else? Ah, yes. Mr Conn Smythe was a cocky little Canadian bastard. I like him :)

Another reason to love the Brits

Sunday, September 24th, 2006

There’s a plethora, a bevy even, of quirky British shows that I love to catch here in Canada on TVO or CBC. Some get franchised, like Antiques Roadshow (now done in America and Canada).

One that hasn’t made it to franchise, mainly cuz we don’t have enough history I wager, is Time Team. That’s the one where Tony Robinson and crew go off to a hill where they’re going to build a new estate and uncover a medieval smithy or something. I love the interdisciplinary concentration of nerds and geeks – there are artists, historians, archeologists, techno-weirdos with magnets and computer imaging systems…

For my money, the CBC could do well in taking the inspiration and coming up with their own quirky programming. You can’t tell me we don’t have enough quirks to go around.

Dear schoolgirls in uniform,

Saturday, September 23rd, 2006

Was having coffee with friends today and the topic of Stephen Harper’s dead eyes veered to Karla Homolka (also dead eyes) and over to the crimes for which she did not pay enough.

Since the time of the slayings, I look at schoolgirls in uniform very differently. I see them rolling up their plaid skirts, tightening up their blouses, and I know they want to be sexy and different. Hell, I was 17 once and I remember how badly I wanted the boys to think I was “sexy”.

But what you need to know, if you are 17 and in your school uniform, is that there are more than 17 year-old boy eyes looking at you. And those other eyes see you as vulnerable and sweet in a seductive shell. And either they want to violate you or cover you up.

When you walk by, there will be those who notice your legs, and your small hips and your tight breasts and some of them will have thoughts that should scare you. That victimize you. That scare me when I see you.

You may think that “sexy” is power, but you are acting within a prescribed fantasy that always ends in you having your power taken away, which is why many of us want to cover you up.

Not that you’ll listen…

Me too: Meme

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

If Melle and Dana are doing it…

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (pet and current street name)

Jean Luc Homewood (French Catholic mother & Anglais father)
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom’s side, your favorite candy)

Eileen Smarties? (Not quite right) How about Eileen Choc-Olat
3. YOUR FLY Guy/Girl NAME: (first initial of last name, first three letters of your middle name)

M-Lyn (pronounced M-Line, of course)
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)

Black Lion (perhaps ironic given that I’m a 5 ft 3 white girl)
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)

Lynn Deep River (the first native Canadian star on “All My Children”?)
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom’s maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.)

Mcmshjunia (Also found in Buffy character book)
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The”, your favourite colour, favourite drink)

The Black Scotch (I like that one!)
8. NASCAR NAME: (the first name of both your grandfathers)

Bernard James (sounds more like an English prof)
9. FUTURISTIC NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne and the name of your favourite shoes)

Vanilla Sarto (I’d fit right in a Gibson novel)
10. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother/father’s middle name )

Gail James

Belinda zigs again

Thursday, September 21st, 2006

Just when you think she’s gonna zag. As featured in post 236, Belinda’s been taking some media heat on her relationship with Bill (Clinton that is).

Well take this, people! How about Tie Domi instead?! If this is even a little true, and they’ve gone out for dinner and snogged outside the Parliament buildings, she’s just converted the Don Cherry fan club to the Liberal Party and he’s gained some solid manly points for the boys at TSN.

I want to have dinner and lots of wine with this woman. There’s stories to be had.

Seek and ye shall find

Wednesday, September 20th, 2006

Along with my shiny new site, I get to see search phrases that have led people to my posts (Hello!). I am overly pleased with the quirkydom of the top ones:

  • hilarious house of frightenstein disturbing
  • bronwen wallace influenced
  • costa rica and worm in scalp
  • house porn
  • niece skirt
  • grizelda ghastly gourmet