Monday, July 17, 2006

Summer Cold

The Dreaded Return

Last summer, I managed to work four months in a freezer without getting a cold. Or at least I can't remember having a cold. Now that I'm working in an air-conditioned office space, I've contracted a dreaded summer cold.

It's great; really, I enjoy the excess mucous, the uncontrolled sneezing and the general horrible feeling.

I refuse, however, to take any sort of cold medication, lest I make it official that I do have a summer cold.

So, ignore this post. It doesn't exist.


Big Shock

Daddy Bush Hasn't Given Harper Okay To Think For Himself

From the Canadian Press:

ST. PETERSBURG, Russia (CP) - Thousands of stranded Canadians should be able to start getting out of war-torn Lebanon by mid-week, Prime Minister Stephen Harper said Monday.

Speaking as the Group of Eight summit wound up, Harper also offered his condolences to the families of seven Canadians killed in an Israeli bombing raid in Lebanon, but said he was not going to be critical of Israel for defending itself.

Harper began his closing news conference with a reference to Sunday's "tragic deaths of Canadians in Lebanon."

"I want to offer my condolences to their families," the prime minister said.

The seven, from Montreal, had been visiting their families for the summer and were among dozens of civilians killed in Israeli air strikes over the last week.

Israel began bombarding Lebanon after Hezbollah guerrillas crossed into Lebanon and captured two Israeli soldiers. It wants to swap the soldiers for Hezbollah members held by Israel.

Harper said it was those kidnappings that started the conflict and that once a war starts escalation is "inevitable."

The Foreign Affairs Department in Ottawa announced Sunday that it was sending commercial ships to the region to pick up any Canadians who want to get out of the escalating violence between Israel and Lebanon.

Some 40,000 Canadians are believed trapped in Lebanon and Ottawa has been sharply criticized by relatives of the dead who complain Canadian officials had not done enough in the crisis.

"We expect to be able to evacuate people by mid-week," Harper said Monday. "We're in line with the Americans and British on that and we are working very closely with them on evacuation."

Meanwhile, Harper again refused to criticize Israel or question its use of force.

Last week, en route to Europe for his first major international conference, the prime minister called Israel's military reaction to the kidnapping of three soldiers "measured."

"I think our evaluation of the situation has been accurate," Harper insisted again Monday. "Obviously there's been an ongoing escalation and, frankly, ongoing escalation is inevitable once conflict begins."

Neither Harper nor his officials have contacted Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Olmert.

"We are not going to give in to the temptation of some to single out Israel, which was the victim of the initial attack," said Harper.

The Canadians who voted this man into office should be ashamed. Harper has no mind of his own, and clearly no guts to defend Canadians. He's an embarrassment of a prime minister.


Sunday, July 16, 2006


Here, I Have Something To Say

You know those people still wearing NYPD/FDNY t-shirts and ball caps? It's time they moved on. We get it; those people were brave... five years and 10 months ago. Move on.
Oh, and now that Israel is responsible for the killings of seven Canadians, Stephen Harper is perhaps the first Canadian Prime Minister to support a government that ultimately killed innocent Canadians. Good on ya, Harps! I knew you had it in you.
Speaking of Harper, the guy is an idiot. Oh, that's not based on something he did; just on photos. Have you seen him at the G-8 meetings? Yikes. We might see a spike in Canadian emigration.
Thom Yorke's "The Eraser" is in the top 2 of 2006's great releases.
Looks like Eric Lindros won't be in Maple Leaf Blue next season--my prayers answered, and I didn't even have to pray.


Thursday, July 13, 2006

Silent End

The Death of an Earphone

For the last couple of months I've been raising the volume on my iPod. I thought that years of poking my eardrums with Q-tips were finally catching up with me and that I was losing my hearing. Not so. My stylish white iPod earphones have failed me; the right one is dead. It hurts, oh it really does.

But I'm through the five stages of grief and have buried the earphones. With them, I've buried the thought of spending $50 or more to replace my deadphones with new Apple ones. This is mainly for two reasons. One, the cost is a bit much for something that will inevitably die. Two, my young iPod is running out of space and I'm tempted to replace it when Apple releases their next generation of iPods.


Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Singing Patience

Patience Is Highly Overrated

Five minutes ago I spent 10 minutes brushing my teeth. Floss. Rinse. Brush. Rinse (x2). I'm not sure if my teeth are clean; nothing is good enough. I need a haircut. Maybe. I'd have to find the motivation first.

It's incredible. You don't understand how much false motivation it takes me to sit and type these words. You shouldn't care though; I'm not down or depressed or any of the shit that people use as excuses. It's hard to write when you have nothing to say; I find that each day.

Patience is a virtue; it's also a cliché.

I've been checking my email each day for something, for anything, for a sign that something is happening. I still know nothing about my internship that's scheduled to start in three months.

Forgive me for my concern or my impatience, but I'm fucking tired of waiting for information most people in similar situations know and have known for some time. I worried that when I switched streams this sort of bullshit could happen. It's not a worry anymore; it's reality. I'm exasperated. It's a shit situation I got into. If you asked my in April what I thought of the online stream, I'd say I was excited at the chance to do something new and happy to be out of the newspaper stream. If you asked me today the same question, I'd say I'm disappointed in how unorganized it seems. It's only July and things could change quickly, but knowing nothing fails to inspire enthusiasm.

So, I've waited and waited and will wait more. The clock continues to move.


Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Another Post

Could It Be

I have a cut on my knuckle. I considered creating a fantastic story to gain 'Net cred, but I'm out of inspiration. Please, make up your own story for me.

Tomorrow or (actually) today, I'll work my eighth day in succession at the CP online desk. I'm fairly certain I died some time ago.

Some of my co-workers insist I should start a blog. I write this one, but they know nothing about it. They could just as easily ask me if I already have a blog or do a Google search. I'm not quite sure if I want co-workers reading this fabulous weblog.

First, where would I be able to insult them in public? I'd have to start a new blog.

Second, where would I be able to say how much I hate them? I'd have to start a new blog.

Oh, but I'm just kidding. I hate only a select few.

I would expand on that thought and name names, but this blog is one Google search away from being found. I might have to find a new place to write online.

Who am I kidding? I don't have the inspiration for that.