Electric bikes hit the road in Ontario — but you have to wear a helmet, for some reason.
ill-advised name, great store
BM-Electronics swapped my ill-fated nVidia card for a shiny fast MSI ATI PCIe card with no restock fee; yay BM!
They’re rapidly becoming my favourite computer store; they always have what I need, and it always does what they say it does. It may look a bit grubby, but it’s great
free food from Dexit
Though I still hate Dexit, I have found a place to use the remaining balance — the Pizza Pizza at the corner of Vic Park and Sheppard. Yes, their pizza is still like damp cardboard, but they have passable salads.
They still need to work on the reliability of their terminals, and training staff. The other day they said my debit was authorised, when clearly nothing had come off the tag. They wouldn’t take the cash I offered (their screen showed a green thing), so yay Dexit, free food!
I’ll be your terrorist for the evening…
I’m at YYZ, and despite the Canadian passport, I’m still Mr Designated Searched Guy. Thought that the passport might’ve changed things, but no. Sigh…
It does mean I no longer have to do those dumb visa waiver things, yay!
And it didn’t help that part of one of the lighting panels started to fall off inside the cabin before takeoff, so we had to taxi back, get it fixed, and head back out an hour later. Gotta love Air Canada.
Yay, the basketball hoops are back at Jack Goodlad Community Park on Kennedy. I’m not given to shooting hoops, but to see everyone playing and socialising there is a good use of public space.
The WindShare turbine is running again – yay!
run to the LCBO
… for they have Innis & Gunn Oak Aged Beer. I haven’t had this since I was back in Scotland.
get yer avant-cabaret on
yay! A new album from Friendly Rich & The Lollipop People. Such quality, and so inexpensive for members of the Leprechaun Club …
I have a little Crookes radiometer twirling away on the front window sill. I’ve always wanted one of these, and when I met Catherine in North York on Friday evening, I couldn’t resist a trip to Efston Science beforehand.
feed that spacing!
going to see The Decemberists tonight!
Oh say kha-nyou see …?
New rodent species discovered at Laotian market, known locally as kha-nyou. It looks a bit like Roland Rat to me.
Yay, I’ve got tickets for the Decemberists at Lee’s Palace in May!
Yay Chris Landreth!
Congratulations on winning the best animated short with Ryan.
new lemon jelly!!!!!!!!!1111111111!!
The new Lemon Jelly CD, ‘64–‘95, is fantastic. It even has CanCon; William Shatner on the last track.
LJ haven’t lost their sense of humour. According to their fan site, they’re playing St Kilda. I’m sure the puffins will love ’em.
I’m glad we went to Denninger’s for lunch today. I discovered that they sell my favourite biscuit ever, that being McVitie’s CafÃ© Noir. Better known to the rest of Europe as Verkade CafÃ© Noir from the Netherlands, these brittle sugar/coffee glazed biscuits are the best. When I was a nipper I could scoff half a pack in a sitting, and I haven’t lost the knack. They’re every bit as good as I remember them.
Shame they’re owned by evil big tobacco …
I’m calling you from JAIL!!!
Yay! Was (Not Was) have reformed. A tour, a new album, and a best-of will ensue.
Wild East is cool
I just sold a bunch of CDs to Wild East on the Danforth. I got a pretty good deal on them. This is what I bought with part of the proceeds:
- Anne LeBaron / Rana, Ritual & Revelations
- Badly Drawn Boy / One Plus One Is One
- Devendra Banhart / Nino Rojo
- Elliott Smith / From A Basement On The Hill
- Kate Rusby / Underneath The Stars
- Sterling Roswell / The Psychedelic Ubik
Yay, MetaFilter opened its membership again!
On several people’s recommendation, I bought Joanna Newsom’s The Milk-Eyed Mender CD. It is quite remarkable. Her lyrics remind me of Mervyn Peake‘s nonsense poems (
… Even mollusks have weddings, / though solemn and leaden / but you dirge for the dead, / take no jam on your bread …). She sings of catenaries and dirigibles, rephrasing words into unfamiliar shapes. It’s not the most common act, a harpist with a fey wee voice who can also raise up a real backwoods caterwaul, but it works for me.
Here’s a video of one of her songs: Sprout and the Bean.
(Norvin, you’d hate it. In fact, you’d hate it so much that I’d advise you listen to it, just so folks around you can experience the ‘neitzen’ effect.)