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| What is Stephen Harper reading? |
Apr 16, 2007 8:53 am
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Hey book-loving blogstars!
There's a really cool new website by Canadian writer Yann Martel (hopefully many of you are familiar with his excellent Life of Pi?) The purpose of the website is to encourage our current prime minister, Stephen Harper, to find "moments of stillness", through reading. He has vowed to send the PM a new book every two weeks, with an inscription and a note explaining why he thinks the book is worthy of Mr. Harper's time. He will make the choices, inscriptions, and notes public by publishing them on a website called whatistephenharperreadingdotca. (NOTE the .ca -- not .com!)
(There's a really great little anecdote on the site (there's a link from the main page called "the story behind this website" ) that explains Martel's inspiration for starting this project, which was basically a giant effing DISS by the Conservative government at an event meant to honour Canadian artists.)
I think Yann Martel is like, the most awesomest dude EVER! I also think that you don't have to be Canadian to appreciate his message, or to partake in this experience. I also think that this could become the cool version of Oprah's Book Club!
Blogstars, check it out! |
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| Top 10 reasons I don't mind paying taxes |
Apr 15, 2007 11:21 am
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10. Pinko commie leanings.
9. Social contract: where do I sign?
8. With great consumption comes great need for garbage pickup.
7. Little known fact: art is necessary. Lack of couth means subsidy is also necessary.
6. Edumacashun, yeah!
5. It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes. (And maybe clean up the pollution, invest in planet-saving research and development, save the polar bears, etc. while you're at it.)
4. Mmmmm... water.
3. For those times when shut-in blogging lifestyle is not enough: roads/public transportation.
2. Tired, poor, weak, huddled masses, wretched refuse, homeless, etc. not necessarily the greatest providers; could use a helping hand.
1. Another opportunity to be self-righteous in the face of whingers!!! |
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| Noisy nicknames |
Apr 13, 2007 6:05 am
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I looooove nicknames. Y'all may have picked up on that in my affectionate monikers when addressing you in comments?
Here are a few I've collected over the years:
From the Introvert family of ironists:
When I was just a wee noisy baby (although I'm told by CMAT* that I was actually a very quiet and wonderful baby, unlike my older brother, Jockitch), I got the nickname Winsome, on account of my winsome smile. Isn't that the sweetest? Of course, this nickname eventually got shortened to Wintz, which I blithely accepted for many years before realizing that it was therefore also Wince. But my dad spells it with the zed, so I know they never meant it in a mean way. Pretty sure.
In high school, my brother (freshly nicknamed Jockitch by yours truly) called me Veg. In fact, he still calls me that. He got his smart-asssed chip-off-the-old-block son (who turns 16 on Sunday - holy mother of fuck!) to call me Auntie Veg. It used to piss me off but I am mellowing in my long-winded old age.
From the professional realm of the Noise:
I got the nickname NoisyCola when I worked at a large non-profit theatre in the late 90s. So deemed because of my addiction to Diet Coke. I still have a few friends from those days who affectionately call me Cola.
Friends of the Noise:
On account of my last name (not really "Introvert" ), and Tracy McGrady's stint as a Toronto Raptor, I got L-Mac, before the J-Lo explosion in pop culture saw everyone and their dog using the first-initial-last-name moniker forumla a la K-Fed. I like L-Mac a lot, and use it still. Sometimes, for a softer touch, I go by Ellemac.
Souvenirs from Noise lovers:
I once had a boyfriend remark that I was "the jam in our fun sandwich" -- quelle awesome, n'est-ce pas??? So he took to calling me The Jam. I wasn't even a big Paul Weller fan or I might have dug it even more.
One dude called me Peanut, on account of my diminutive size (height-wise, anyway). He was a good one foot taller than me. I thought it was kinda cute.
I've also gotten Bitey from a cat-fetishizing paramour. I know what you're thinking, but I'm not like that. It's more an homage to my cat, who gets a little rambunctious in her play and affection sometimes.
A'ight blogstars: what do your peeps call you?? And, do you have a favourite nickname people use for you here in the blogs?
*Cutest Mom All Time
** accompanying photo is of bull, Say My Name, whose sëmen can be purchased for $20/unit.
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| A Friday poll - guest blogger edition |
Apr 6, 2007 1:10 am
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Hiya blogstars! Your boy has enlisted me to host his weekly poll this week. How would y'all spend your casual Fridays at work if you didn't have a poll question to answer???
Okay, this week's question is, What was your first concert experience?
Mine was in 1982, in my hometown of Kingston, Ontario, at the Memorial Centre, aka "the M Centre". I was 13. The memorable double bill was Bryan Adams (the opening act!) and... wait for it... LOVERBOY!! Yes, blogstars, I was loving every minute of it.
The best part was when Bryan Adams was on stage. I'd managed to insinuate myself into the crowd in front of the stage, and remember fishing frantically through my purse for some sort of sacrificial memento to offer the raspy voiced kid wonder of Top 40 soft rock. The best I could find was a crappy little black comb. I tossed it up on the stage, and to my everlasting crowing, nay, screaming, of delight, he picked it up and used it!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, what was your first concert memory?
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| Friendly shout out to mysterious blurkers |
Apr 3, 2007 3:21 pm
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Hey you anonymous blurkers! You know who you are! I kinda know who you are too... some of you anyway. How come you always come by and read the Noise and then you don't say nothing? It hurts my feewings!
I mean, is it like, if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all? (Are you all anti-negative energy and all that shit? God.) Or is it more like, you're shyyyyyyyyyyy?
Don't be that way! If it's the former, check it out! I'm all for negative energy, dudes! You can insult me, and then I can like, totally insult you back! It'll be fun! If it's the latter, aw, come on! Just say hi! I always respond to comments! I won't say anything too mean. If you've read me before, and some of you, not naming names or anything, [cough, sllip, create44, sexpot_expat, diodent36, cough, hack, splutter], stop by pretty often... anyway, you know I'm mostly playful.
Okay. I promise I won't say mean stuff on your first comment. In fact, maybe I'll even write you an ode of some sort. How's that?!
Let's be fwiends. |
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| Reunion: the Musical |
Mar 30, 2007 10:16 am
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Him: Come out west and see, the best that it could be
Him: I summon you here my love
Me: All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
Me: I'm gonna run to you
Him: 'Cause we walk the same line
Both: Reunited, and it feels so good
Him: Night fever, night fever... we know how to do it
Me: Mama just wants to barrelhouse all night long
Him: I predict a riot
Me: Be my sweet potato, be my honey lamb
Him: Your hair, it's everywhere
Me: I'm starvin, let's go get somethin to eat
Him: Hoe cakes, hoe cakes, hoe cakes for my ho
Me: You are worth hundreds of sparrows
Me: I need you so much closer
Me: 'Cause we, we've got the same heart
Me: You won't let those robots eat me
Me: I know a place where I can go when I'm alone
Him: 14 joys and a will to be merry
Me: Cause I come so together where you are
Me: I love L.A.! Him: (We love it!)
******************** CRIB SHEET ********************
West - Lucinda Williams
I Summon You - Spoon
Leavin' on a Jet Plane - Peter, Paul & Mary
Run To You - Bryan Adams
We Walk the Same Line - Everything But the Girl
Reunited - Peaches & Herb
Night Fever - The Bee Gees
Mama Just Wants To Barrelhouse All Night Long - Bruce cockburn
I Predict A Riot - Kaiser Chiefs
Sweet Potato - Cracker
Screaming Infidelities - Dashboard Confessional
Hoe Cakes - The Afros
Hundreds of Sparrows - Sparklehorse
Transatlanticism - Death Cab For Cutie
You and I Are a Gang of Losers - The Dears
Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt 1 - The Flaming Lips
Into Your Arms - The Lemonheads
Sentimental Lady - Bob Welch
I Love L.A. - Randy Newman |
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| Who is Overqat???? |
Mar 29, 2007 7:55 am
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Blogstars, something is smelly in the state of Blogland. For about a week now, a stray kitty who goes by the moniker Overqat ("Overgat" to the sans-serif squinty crowd) has been prancing all over the blogs, interrupting serious conversations to spray his nasty scent all over the place. Occasionally he will add some sort of non sequitur comment along the lines of "mmm, pancakes" or "wear your sexiest hijab!"
He has also been known to grace the DailyHaiku with similarly indiscernible entries, although the obscurity is perhaps a little better masked there.
Recently, he has rather aggressively leapt onto my lap and won me over with his infectious purring and creative use of internet acronyms. Like the best cats, he has demanded my affection and I feel helpless in the presence of his powerful pheromone. Thoughts of the Dirty Dawg have given way to dreams of the Cagey Qat.
Will Lola forgive me? Or will she, too, find herself drawn to the musky scent and impertinent interruptions of this enigmatic feline?
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| Take back the LOL |
Mar 26, 2007 10:20 am
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Okay, look. I know we have some nice people here who will maybe get a little bit sad-faces about this, but I'm forging ahead anyway.
What is the dillio with people using LOL to modify their comments the way some people use salt to modify their food? I mean, to me, inducing a "laugh out loud" from someone is pretty high praise. Something's gotta be really effin funny to make me laugh, out loud, at my desk. It pisses me off that this expression has been so overused as to render it meaningless. It's not a compliment anymore, it's practically punctuation. "Hi, I'm Noisy, LOL!!!"
If you get an LOL from me, you have my Internet-word that I actually laughed out loud at whatever you wrote. (Possibly it is more that I was laughing at you than with you, but whatever, at least you got a laugh.)
Chronic LOL'ers: I beseech you, quit diluting this great expression of props. Thank you. |
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| Untitled |
Mar 21, 2007 8:32 am
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Another morning spent staring out the window, listening to songs he sent me, dreaming of the time we can be together again. I long for him all the time. There’s never a moment he’s not in my thoughts, whether gently humming in the background or turned up to eleven, blasting everything else out. I resent any interruptions to my thinking about him. My heart feels different in my chest, like it’s undertaken a Grinchian growth spurt. I want to share every part of myself with him, and do. Whenever I tentatively show him another layer, he recognizes it, welcomes it, places it tenderly next to the others, then lays down beside my shivering naked self and pulls the blankets of his loving acceptance over both of us. |
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