I love the way the smog rises over Mississauga in the morning.
Category: goatee-stroking musing, or something
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wordpress can’t count: my 2000th blog posting
I was all exited about my 2000th post, because the dashboard is showing:
So I decided to tabulate my entries by number, and discovered that I really have 2261 (well, 2262 now) blog entries. This is the real story:
The numbering seems to have gone sideways in the last 1000 entries; entry #1000 is, as they say, what it is.
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Tasty noms with Kyle MacNeill
Meena Peruvemba (CanWEA), Kyle MacNeill and Derek Lim Soo (GE) prepare the veggies at The Urban Element
The CanWEA board, and as many staff who could make it, went to The Urban Element last night for a team-building dinner. I usually shy away from team building things (I’ve have too many There is no I in team sessions, to which I usually respond, “Yes, but there is me, and also meat, so I think that says something”) but this one was good.
The Urban Element isn’t your average resto. You prepare and cook your own dinner, with the direct supervision of chef Kyle MacNeill and his assistants. Now it helps a lot that they’ve chosen very fine ingredients, and measured them out just so, and also have a properly set up kitchen and utensils, but we had to do the mixing, marinading and cooking.
What we made:
- Grilled romain caesar salad
- Kerr Farms flatiron steaks with asparagus and Yukon gold potatoes with rosemary butter
- Toasted saffron couscous with chick peas, cashews, tomatoes and sweet peppers
- Crispy fennel flatbread
- Chocolate praline tart with frangelico sauce
It was good; very good. Really amazingly good. Great atmosphere and a very pleasant evening.
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80, maybe 100, milliseegers
We watched “Shut Up and Sing” last night. Pretty remarkable the amount of ire that was directed towards The Dixie Chicks for one comment.
Still, if we define 1 seeger to be the unit of persecution suffered by Pete Seeger for his words and beliefs, the meter barely flickers by comparison.
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Ema Tei
I reckon for more than half the time I’ve worked in Toronto, I’ve been within a block of Ema Tei. Yesterday was the first time I went there. I wonder what took me so long?
Kenn, my former colleague from EPCOR, took me to lunch there. I was impressed; tasty food, great prices, huge portions and a great atmosphere. There was a good amount of wasabi sneakily hidden under the fish in the sushi, so we both ended up suitably decongested.
(and yes, the Technoid Balloon Gimp Script strikes again. While it does work nicely under Gimp 2.4, it’s hidden away in the very unhelpful
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beautiful drone
The chill units in the new Loblaws Superstore in Scarborough make the most harnonious drone. I might just come here to listen.
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farewell to the 13th floor
Well, this was my last day at EPCOR. The last two and a bit years have been fun.
It’s strange to think that I can fit my entire desk contents into one file box:
I also made sure I didn’t break with tradition:
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you are what you eat… and you have obviously eaten something very stupid
I got the Absolutely Everything box set yesterday; all four series of Absolutely. I hadn’t seen this for more than ten years, and it was absolutely (ha!) my favourite comedy show.
The first season took a little while to get into stride. I don’t think I saw it ever, as I only caught it from series two in 1990. It is, in the words of Callum Gilhooley, “brilliant”.
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i could do that
They are demolishing the show home at the corner of Nelson and Simcoe. They are bashing at it with a big excavator, trying to smoosh down the pile of drywall and plywood.
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goes up to 13, at least
Got a mailing from The War Amps yesterday. Isn’t war loud enough for them already?
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tat, too
Props to the older gent in the Tim’s at New Hamburg. “What’s the tattoo on your arm? I can’t make it out”, asks the server. “It’s supposed to be a panther’s head, but it’s not finished”, he replied. “I was meant to go back the next day, but I sobered up.”
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the cure for hockey
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The above is a pictorial representation of the 11 additional pucks required so that they wouldn’t need to fight over one. Please donate generously, and you can help Canada become a world-class country with a proper sport …
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someplace no place
In Calgary, and walked (likely illegal here) from the hotel up to a restaurant that Kenn had recommended. It’s called Oriental Phoenix, and it’s just off Barlow by Sunridge mall. (It’s really good, incidentally.)
Walking through the colossal mall parking lots, I had a real sense of ‘no place’ – this could be Lebovic Dr in Scarborough, or Liberty, MO, or Richmond, BC, or Napierville (a town with better backs of necks). What makes is what to create identical beige industrial buildings with colossal setbacks? I’ll leave this to smarter folks like Byrne or Kunstler; me, I’ve got my pho to walk off.
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strike the (un)happy medium
We have to fight it. If not, we will go back to the Dark Ages, where we will be persecuted and prosecuted.
— a UK spiritualist, complaining that psychic services now fall under consumer protection legislation. Emphasis mine.
