:: The largest rock concert in Canadian history happened yesterday at Downsview ON. The Rolling Stones and 15+ other musical acts performed a show to support the city of Toronto, hammered on many fronts, mostly tourism, since the SARS breakout earlier this year.
The television coverage in Canada, well, SBT'd: Sucked Big Time. Broadcasters from Much More Music and CBC interviewed teenage girls and aging hippies for their (constant, non-stop) moronic perspectives of the event, as if anyone gave a rat's ass. At one point during the CBC's waste-of-time two hour broadcast, Ralph Ben-Mergui "interviewed" a beautiful, waif-like young thing from Florida who looked as if she just left a casting call for Blue Crush, asking her dumb question after question, getting close and closer to her each time. It was a sad performance from someone who knew better.
In addition, the MMM VJs often interviewed the performers, and again, like, who cared? I wanted to see the concerts, the performances, the music. Live Aid, anyone? Remember how pathetic the coverage was for that in 1985? Didn't the CBC or MMM learn anything? Ooooops, sorry, I forgot: contractual obligations! Must show commercials endlessly. Must show idiot interviews. Must show videos of old concerts. Toronto rocked, the rest of Canada was passed over.
:: Derryl advises that Bill Maher is blogging. This is a good thing, I love Maher. But Bill: c'mon, let us comment on your postings - DUDE!
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I will be away for the next few days, on the road to see the Dan. Can't promise any posts during this time, but one never knows...
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:: I arrived home from work at 1830 hrs, angry with myself because of something that transpired today. It's interesting that when you are mad, especially with yourself, and then you let the anger manifest itself further, whatever happens next usually will get you madder still.
Lately I've been losing things: business cards, stamps, a program book, another book I bought as a gift, and on and on. It's been driving me nuts. Anyway, I arrive home, furious with self, and gather together a blood test request, post office parcel notice, and a prescription. I drop off the prescription, then drive to the lab for the blood test (close by). I park and walk to the lab only to notice that I grabbed the wrong document, and had to turn around, drive home, and get the right one for the test. I was not a happy puppy. I retrieve the correct form and arrive at the lab a second time, only to remember that I had to fast for eight hours before the test. (Note to self: D'OH!)
So I go to the post office, and pick up the parcel. Back in my car, I open my glove compartment to get a CD, and in the process dropped a small plastic card holder under my seat. Gee whiz, I was ANGRY AGAIN! I get out of the car, look under the seat to retrieve it. Opening it up, I find some video store cards I had thought I'd misplaced. *sigh*
I return home, and am unable to locate a friend's business card, which has on it a number I needed to call, in Calgary. (I had lost the card, found it, lost it again, and found it again, over a period of one month, previous to today). I was ready to take a chain saw to my computer room. I find the card, and I don't own a chain saw, anyway.
Being frustrated and angry is a demon with which I always wrestle. I know we tend to be hardest on ourselves. One time I was so angry at myself that in an attempt to blow off steam quickly, I slammed my tennis racket into my bed so hard that I pulled a back muscle.
Tonight I'm pissed off with me. A good slap upside the head isn't out of the question. Such is life. Tomorrow I begin the Steely Dan Road Trip 2 (read all about SDRT 1 here), and know already that I must have patience, a lot of it, for this trip. I know it will be a good show, that's the good part. I'll be back in Edmonton on Monday. I plan to begin reading a book on forgiveness very soon.
Now I must mow the lawn. Cut the grass. Trim the natural turf.
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This is pretty cool. Doc Searls and David Weinberger (author of Small Pieces Loosely Joined) have created a page called World of Ends - What The Internet Is and How to Stop Mistaking It For Something Else.
The Nutshell:
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2. The Internet isn't a thing. It's an agreement.
3. The Internet is stupid.
4. Adding value to the Internet lowers its value.
5. All the Internet's value grows on its edges.
6. Money moves to the suburbs.
7. The end of the world? Nah, the world of ends.
8. The Internet's three virtues:
a. No one owns it
b. Everyone can use it
c. Anyone can improve it
9. If the Internet is so simple, why have so many been so boneheaded about it?
10. Some mistakes we can stop making already
:: Have you heard about flash mobs? "Flash mobs are performance art projects involving large groups of people. Mobilized by e-mail, a mob suddenly materializes in a public place, acts out according to some loose instructions, and then melts away as quickly as it formed." (From Wired News.)
:: I've been living at what feels to be a fast speed of late. Since early June, it has felt as if the weeks of summer are moving faster than normal. Beginning with the Evidence Based Librarianship Conference on June 5-6, things took off. On June 7 I flew to NYC for the SLA conference, followed by a week of holidaze there. Upon my return, I saw the Moody Blues perform, and the last weekend on June saw my surprise birthday party, and a 4-day visit from my parents as well. Two weekends ago I drove to Winnipeg for a week, the impetus being a 32nd-year high school reunion, which as you may have read, was a total blast (from the past) of fun. In two days, I drive to Calgary, then on to Washington State to see Steely Dan perform at The Gorge on Saturday. Upon returning, I'll be working backstage with the performers at the EFMF again (12th year in a row). I'll have more details about this soon.
:: As a lifelong fan of Warner Bros cartoons (Bugs, Daffy, Foghorn, Elmer, etc.), I'm pleased to learn that Warner Home Video will finally be releasing a 4-DVD set of Looney Tunes on October 28th. Fifty-six of the best cartoons will be included, all digitally remastered, and apparently looking great. More details available here.
:: Margaret sent me a link to the MoOM: Museum of Online Museums. Check out the Museum of Soviet Calculators or the Singing Postcards site from BBC Radio. But the Moist Towelette Online Museum? Dirty Swedish Book Covers (Svensk snuskprosa, omslag 1925-84)?
:: BTW, it's Monday, July 28th, 11:56 pm MDT as I post this. The date above is earlier because I began this entry on Sunday, in draft format.
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:: Have you heard the story about The Star Wars Kid? A 15-year old Québec boy named Ghsylain videotaped himself at school, pretending he was a Jedi knight, and using a broomstick as a light sabre. Apparently his "friends" found the video, uploaded it to the 'net on April 19, and others soon found it. The video shot around the planet at lightspeed. Some took the original video and added sound and special effects. Over 40 clone videos exist at this time. As well, there is an online petition to get the kid a cameo in the final Star Wars movie.
What can I say? Admittedly, some of the clone videos are hilarious.
What began as a nightmare for this kid is already becoming an Internet legend. Hopefully he might be able to recover a bit of dignity in the process.
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:: My brother's brief report on Elvis Costello's appearance at the Calgary Folk Music Festival two hours ago is available for viewing.
:: I was at work today, felt like going in for one day this week. Tomorrow is another lazy day. I attended my Pilates class tonight and it felt like gentle torture. Tonight in my computer room at home I found some misplaced photographs and a lost business card with an important phone number on it. Two discoveries in 30 minutes! Now if only I could find the book that's gone awol...
| TrackBack (0):: The temperature has been hovering in the 30C (86F) range here for a couple days. Very hot, I have fans on throughout the house. I will return to work tomorrow for one day, then take Friday off. (Don't ask, it's something I feel I have to do).
:: If I was retired and flush with cash, or independently wealthy, I'd consider attending the 10-day World 3-D Film Expo, 12-21 September 2003, in Hollywood.
:: I bought skater shoes and sandals today. No pictures available at this time.
| TrackBack (0):: Back in Edmonton, after a 12-hour drive from Brandon yesterday, where I'd spent the night at a friend's house. (Thanks, Cathy!). The last three days in Winnipeg were much fun, very memorable. I am exhausted on many fronts: emotionally, physically, mentally. I am "peopled" out. Here are the details from the open house on July 18th:
:: On Friday, at approximately 5:30, I picked up my pal Brenda Claggett (Mistress Brenda, I call her!) and we drove to Windsor Park Collegiate (a great high school with an incredibly lame web site!). The organizing committee was there, setting up the second gym for the open house. The school is undergoing massive renovations, so we couldn't enter the first gym, where I played many a floor hockey game, and we attended many assemblies. In addition, the plumbing was nonfunctional except for one men's washroom. This meant no running water, and it was hot, so I drove to Zeller's to pick up three flats of bottled water.
The first thing I noticed was large, group photos of each graduating year on the walls past the west entrance, something that wasn't in place when I was a student there. Our year was included, and I learned later that the school decide to begin this practice (retroactively) in the late 1970s.
Around 7:00 pm, people started arriving. By 7:30, the gym was beginning to fill up. Our nametags were copies of our Grade 12 yearbook entries. This way, people who didn't recognize each other (many of us), could check the nametage, confirm the identity, and then (often) say, "Ohmigod, I can't believe it's you, how are you, etc etc etc !"
There was cake and coffee, and displays throughout the gym (a memoriam for those who passed away, old yearbooks, current biographies, scrapbooks). A number of door prizes had been donated, and raffle tickets were sold for a 19-inch television.
Because of great organization (this is a recurring theme), the evening went without incident. I saw so many old friends, good people I hadn't seen since 1971. Some I recognized instantly, others I needed to check that name tag! (BTW, most people didn't recognize me, so I guess I've changed a lot). In addition, a number of our teachers attended, and it was great to see them too.
I spent time talking with so many people. My Grade 11 crush, Penny Gregg, appeared, and I hugged her and told her I had a huge crush on her in high school!! Perhaps over 100 people were in the gym at any time, including spouses, parents, children, and friends. It's hard not to want to go into more detail about so many interesting encounters, but I realize that "you had to be there", and you had to be a part of that time to understand how special the evening was. A nice touch: the daughter of one of my best friends in high school, Pete Smalley, who died in May 1998, was there with her boyfriend, and we spent time visiting and catching up. It was so special for me to see here there and get to talk with her. At one point in the evening, the Grade 12s gathered together to allow for group pictures to be taken. I'm looking forward to seeing those prints.
Also of interest was the various career paths people chose: biomechanics researcher, bread and bakery supplier, physicist turned software outsourcer, legal assistant, cardiovascular surgeon, operating room nurse, graphics designer, chemist, quality advisor, European skin care and cosmetics marketing and sales exec-vp, high school social studies department head, credit manager, and too many others to mention or remember. A number of my classmates began work for Great West Life after high school, and some of them still work there.
Oddly enough, none of my closest high school pals were there. Who knows why (other than Pete)? But their absence didn't detract from the joy of seeing so many others from my time at WPC (1969-1971). Many of my classmates had gone to school together since the early 60s. I was a late arrival to that part of St Boniface (in Winnipeg), but it didn't matter. I felt very welcome at Windsor Park Collegiate, and Grades 11 and 12 easily became my two favorite years of school.
After the open house, we began packing up and prepared to drive to Oakbank to attend a bbq at Barb Zawada's house. But it began raining so hard, that we decided not to run to our cars less we get drenched to the bone. When it finally let up, Brenda and I left, but didn't get too far down Highway #1 East, as the torrential rains began again. I pulled over and waited another few minutes. The rain let up again, and by the time we made it to Barb's place, it was dry - not a drop of rain had fallen! Barb's husband Doug fired up the bbq and the bonfire, and we visited, ate, drank, and sang until 2:30 pm or so. More stories and confessions were shared. I finally hit the sack around 3:30, and was "about as sharp as a sack of wet mice" (F Leghorn) the next day. Speaking of which, I'll write about the dinner and dance later, and post a few pix as well.
| TrackBack (0):: The homepage on my folks' computer defaults to the Shaw high speed internet site. I've always detested the fact that Canadians cannot subscribe to US cable networks such as HBO, Cinemax, Nickleodeon, Showtime, etc. Imagine my shock and awe when I noticed the words, "Interested in HBO? Take the Poll" on the above page. I clicked and came to a page that reads:
INTERESTED IN HBO? HBO, ESPN, Fox News, Nickelodeon Kids, Showtime and more!After picking myself and my jaw up off the floor, I quickly voted, and noted the results to date: 96.5% - YES, 3.5% - NO.You may have recently read that Shaw has applied through the CCTA (Canadian Cable Television Association) to allow Canadian cable distributors the ability to offer American Networks such as HBO, Showtime, Cinemax, VH1 and others. This application was in response to numerous requests we have had from our customers through our call centers and retail locations.
Currently, the only way to access these popular networks is through Black Market illegal satellite systems. The majority of the 400,000 Canadians with illegal satellite are using it to access these popular networks.
We are interested in your opinion on this issue. Do you think that Canadians should have access to these American Networks? Click here to cast your vote.
Thank you for taking the time to share your opinion with Shaw. We look forward to serving you better!
I checked the CCTA web site, and found this 19 June 2003 news release, providing more details about the application. The 24-page application is available here, in PDF format.
If you support this application, PLEASE go to this page and cast your vote in favour of Shaw's efforts. Note that you can only cast your vote once. But please, do it!
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:: Each visit to Winnipeg is not complete w/o an evening with a group of important local friends, including Tony, Steve, Mike, and others, and usually in the form of a bbq, which we did this evening at Steve and Val's house. Mike and Susan are on vacation, so I missed them this time around.
As always, we had much fun, the burgers and smokies were downed, the beer flowed, the conversation continued for hours. Claire, Tony's daughter, will be entering UW this fall, and recently began an online journal. I love her concise and to-the-point movie reviews!
:: Tomorrow is Part 1 of the high school reunion. And I get to sleep in again.
:: I'm running searches on Google trying to find a specific satire blog (which really pokes fun at blogging in its simplest form), and I found a reference to satire blogs by Dubya and Saddam. Oh, I found it.
| TrackBack (0):: Today I took my mother and her neighbour Lynn's two children to see Finding Nemo. This is a marvelous movie, another triumph for Pixar (Toy Story, A Bug's Life, Monsters, Inc.), and one of the best films of 2003. The writing is crisp, the characters funny and engaging; I laughed out loud many times during the movie. Voice actors include Albert Brooks, Ellen de Generes, Geoffrey Rush, Allison Janney, Willem Dafoe, Eric Bana (The Hulk), Barry Humphries, Elizabeth Perkins, and many others. BTW, check the "outtakes" from TS2.
:: This evening, Brenda made dinner for me. The main course was beer butt chicken. I'm not kidding. It was delicious. You shove an open can of beer up the chicken's butt, place it on a bbq... More details to come.
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:: I arrived in Winnipeg on Monday afternoon, around 1:00 pm. On the way in, I stopped and briefly visited with friends at two locations, and then headed home. Later in the evening, my folks and I visited my Mom's sister, Carol, who had quadruple-bypass surgery last Thursday (and is being released from hospital this Wednesday). While in the hospital, three of my cousins and their families also appeared, it was great to see them as well. Afterwards I visited my Dad's sister, Eleanor (also my godmother), and her husband Carl.
:: Today Steve and I visted Chester Cuthbert and his wife Muriel. Chester is a legendary book collector who has lived in Winnipeg for 90 years. He is still spry and active, and Muriel and he continue to live in their own home. We had a good meeting, pouring over old fanzines and other publications, and comparing notes. In the mid-70s, many members of the Winnipeg Science Fiction Society would congregate at Chester's house on Saturdays for regular, informal social gathering.
:: This evening, I attended the last organizational meeting of the reunion happening this weekend. I met my old pal Brenda Claggett at her condo, and we drove to Liz Bachman's house, where I met Liz and four other classmates from 1971. I hadn't seen any of these people since that time, and to put it bluntly, we had a blast! The committee was working out the final details of the two events, and afterwards, we sang a few songs while I played guitar, and we munched on Gondola Pizza. We also laughed ourselves silly (with the help of freely flowing beer and wine).
It was good to see these fine people again. During the evening, we went into Liz's basement to see a memoriam she'd created for the twelve classmates no longer with us. It is a simple but moving display: each classmate's Grade 12 picture was enlarged, scanned, framed and mounted on a black background, with each person's name below their picture. Very tastefully done, and a fitting tribute to our mates who have preceded us to the next life.
In the past, I was ambivalent about attending a high school reunion, and recall in the early 80s swearing I'd never attend one. I missed the 25th in 1996. I can tell you quite honestly that I'm really, really glad I am here for the 32nd. The weekend will be very memorable and rewarding for me. BTW, Brenda is cooking beer butt chicken for me tomorrow. I'll explain later.
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:: The day has been spent preparing for the drive tomorrow, on the way to Winnipeg. I am not a fan of that long drive anymore, but am looking forward to being in town to attend the high school reunion, and see a few good friends. Today I enjoyed a 90-minute full-body massage, and later in the afternoon, met Avalee and had a very enjoyable two-hour coffee visit with her. Thanks, av, I enjoyed it and hope you did too. Av and I are fellow EFMF volunteers. She's moving to Toronto soon to study web design.
:: There is too much happening, too much to do, all the time, all the time...
:: While exiting my car this afternoon (decarring?), I shut the door on my watch band and broke it in two. *sigh* I have no idea how that happened.
:: I just discovered that my new HP 5550 printer does double-sided printing! Trees will be saved. Lordy. It's a noisy little bugger, though.
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:: Keith said that there is nothing more boring than bloggers writing about blogging. This may be true. I just realized that a year ago, in early July, I started my first blog, so I've past the first anniversary. Doesn't seem like it was that long ago. It's still fun to do this. Watch for changes in the site sometime soon.
:: I've been anxious most of my life. I've done what I can so far to deal with it. Question: what can you (or I) expect to replace anxiety, if/when it goes away? What replaces it? Confidence, happiness, sense of well being, acceptance, contentment?
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:: Installed an HP 5550 printer tonight, my HP 812-C was not long for this world, and not worth the trouble or money to repair.
:: Have been really tired lately, but have myself only to blame. Staying up too late, and eating a lot of not-so-good food (like ice cream and pizza). Plan to change this soon. I did 30 mins on the cross-trainer tonight, and have Pilates tomorrow. But I believe the food intake needs dramatic altering - I've proven to myself after 10+ years of regular exercise that I can't shake any weight, so it must be the food plan, right?
:: My Winnipeg plans have changed slightly, I will probably drive through to somewhere east of Saskatoon on Sunday, and spend the night at a motel, then drive to Winnipeg on Monday.
| TrackBack (0)As mentioned in the last entry, my high school is having a 32nd-year reunion next weekend in Winnipeg. I missed the 25th, in 1996, and decided to attend this one when I heard it was happening. Tonight, I called one of my classmates from high school, Brenda C, and we had a wonderful, laugh-filled conversation that lasted over an hour. I hadn't talked with Brenda since 1971, and we didn't miss a beat. I'm looking forward to seeing her, and many of my 1971 classmates next weekend in Winnipeg. Tom Wolfe and Justin Hayward may be right, but it's still ok to go back and see old friends who still matter.
| TrackBack (0):: The weekend included three movies and a surprise birthday event, organized by L'il Kim, for Heavy G at The Sidetrack on Saturday night, which mean we who attended were able to watch The Northern Pikes, one of my favorite Canadian bands, perform late in the evening. The Pikes' tune, Wait For Me, is one of my favorite songs ever, and features very tasty guitar work by Bryan Potvin. I was at the 'track early enough to catch the band during its sound check, and spoke to Bryan afterwards. I told him how much I enjoy his work and style, and he took the time to show me the intro to Wait For Me, for which I am grateful - thanks, Bryan. (I've been working on it at home on the Martin J-40MC). The Northern Pikes are true road warriors, and have been at it for almost 20 years. Their new album, It's A Good Life, is due out next week, check it out, you won't be disappointed.
The evening was much fun with good friends, and my pal D Fy and I spent some time during the Pikes' set to dance our asses off. Thanks, Deb! Geoff's birthday is on July 8th, and he hits the big Three-Oh, so drop in on him and wish him well. He's getting old.
:: The movies I saw were 28 Days Later, Terminator 3: Rise of The Machines, and Ash Wednesday. (ASIDE: Despite having loaded Macromedia Flash 6, I cannot enter the T3 site. Anyone else having this problem?).
:: I leave for Winnipeg in a week. One of the reasons is to attend a 32-year high school reunion.
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:: An interesting entry from Sitelines mentions that About.com, historically one of my favorite subject-based portal sites, has adopted a blogging model based somewhat on MT, changing the appearance of each subject page. See examples here and here. RSS is available on the pages that have converted to the blog format.
About.com began as The Mining Company in 1997: "Each site in our unique network is run by a professional Guide who is carefully screened and trained by About. Guides build a comprehensive environment around each of their specific topics, including the best new content, relevant links, How-To's, Forums, and answers to just about any question." I've added some of their sites to the subject guides I edit at work.
| TrackBack (0):: This blog glossary comes from Samizdata.net weblog ("A blog bringing you news & views from a robust critically rational libertarian perspective, updated several times daily")
:: Keith brought the Weapons of Mass Destruction parody page to my attention. (NOTE: Search "weapons of mass destruction" in Google, but click on "I'm Feeling Lucky"). The creator of this page in Anthony Cox, an "Adverse Drug Reaction" pharmacist in Birmingham, UK. Cox has created another brilliant "...cannot be displayed" page, in reaction to the Jayson Blair blow-up at the NYTimes.
| TrackBack (0):: What you will read below is the first in a series of e-mails from a friend currently working on a UN peacekeeping mission in The Congo. Said friend has approved the posting of the e-mails, albeit anonymously. That said, I think you will find the observations worth the read(s). This entry was sent in late May. Note that any links below were added to the e-mail by me afterwards.- Randy
:: "Mbote! I am presently as close as it is possible to the center of the continent, at Kisangani. At one time this was quite a beautiful colonial town, but now presents an image of a frontier town having suffered for the lack of maintenance for the past forty years. The roads are either potholed, or the potholes have merged to the extent that the ways are dirt tracks lined with dilapidated buildings. The majority of the vehicles here are UN vehicles and the populace is left to either to hoof it on foot if poor, or to use bicycles if wealthy. The condition of the roads make the cyclists as unpredictable as the traffic in the capital Kinshasa, where the lack of rules and conventions make driving defensively a challenge. Yet, for all the image of being beyond the reach of civilization, I am presently sitting in the UN Welfare Club, typing on the Internet and able to watch MTV. Ten years ago this place would have been as inaccessible an remote as the South Pole.
Today I travel, hopefully, onward to Bukavu, having been already once to the check-in only to be told to come back later. Getting out may be very well as complex as getting into Kisingani, having landed at Bandaco airfield but having to collect our baggage at Cimi-Cimi, located 13 kms across town. To exit, check in and security is at Cimi-Cimi, boarding at the other field. This has more to do with local politics than anything else, the UN unable to centralize operations at one field until it undertakes to make ‘improvements’ to the main airport. All in all the work undertaken must be of a comprehensive nature: not only must the runways be resurfaced; local officialdom must also get their pockets lined.
As one travels one is again reminded that technology remains, to a large extent, misunderstood in Africa. I might have had concerns about passing security at Kinshasa while wearing my 4 inch folding blade knife it were not that the metal detectors were safely located within a steel clad portable room. My water filter, however, was seized for inspection…
One thing I am happy to report, is that the UN, in my opinion, has progressed considerably in its attempts to conduct peacekeeping missions, yet for the moment it remains largely reactive in its approach. This is because consensus on support for its operations, both locally and within the larger international community, is required before any particular issue is addressed, so until CNN gets on board, little is done. For example, the few thousands that died in the latest Iraq venture pales in comparison to the 3.5 million who have died here in the Congo during the past five years. Why did the few hundred who died last week in Ituri Province received less press coverage than the post war reconstruction efforts of Iraq covered at the same time? Such is reality in Africa.
Well I will try and send this now, having lost the previous one as the power failed. I have sent out a few emails, but I don’t know if any are getting to their destinations, so if you could send a brief message indicating receipt it would be appreciated. Plse feel free to forward this email to anyone interested."
| TrackBack (0):: It is becoming unprecedentedly difficult for anyone, anyone at all, to keep a secret.The above excerpt is from William Gibson, writing in the NYTimes, brought to my attention some weeks ago by Derryl. It's a fascinating observation written on the 100th anniversary of George Orwell's birth, and a sad reflection on the state of privacy in the world. (Registration required for NYTimes.)In the age of the leak and the blog, of evidence extraction and link discovery, truths will either out or be outed, later if not sooner. This is something I would bring to the attention of every diplomat, politician and corporate leader: the future, eventually, will find you out. The future, wielding unimaginable tools of transparency, will have its way with you. In the end, you will be seen to have done that which you did.
:: Ever get the feeling that life will never slow down, no matter what you do to change that? It's a quiet, lovely July 2nd evening, the sun still shining despite the time being 9:53 MDT. The house is quiet after an activity- and family-filled weekend, my 50th birthday being the excuse for the gathering. Tonight I wanted to see 28 Days Later, but by 9:15 I was too exhausted. I want to slow down life, but life isn't listening right now. (Speaking of 28 Days Later, watch the first six minutes of the movie right here. I can't wait to see it.)
| TrackBack (0):: This busy 4-day weekend continues. My folks will be here until July 2, when I return to work. I've been consuming too much of my mother's cooking, and can hear the YMCA rear-driven cross trainers calling my name. I registered for another Pilates class, beginning July 3rd. Saw The Italian Job today, and Moonlight Mile tonight. Things falling apart in my house, including a toilet, a folding door, and leaky taps, were all repaired by this evening. A $110 cheque I thought I'd shredded by accident was found some time later - turns out I shredded the claim form instead.
:: Have you noticed how things go missing? Recently, maybe a week ago, I found an envelope with pictures of a few cousins, which I'd misplaced for months. Now I can't find it again.
:: So what happens now that I'm on the flipside of 50? Do I begin finding myself, do I find that elusive woman, do I treat myself better, stop beating myself up all the time, celebrate life, find joy, discover happiness, reduce debt?
:: On my mind: I'd like to try acting, learn to play more instruments, like maybe the saxophone, drums, better guitar, smile more often.
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