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31/05/2004

Picture books meet pictureless books

Filed under: writing — graigkent @ 3:53 pm

I’m terribly terribly excited about the following news bits:

Marvel Announces Creation of New Prose Imprint, Marvel Press
Dark Horse launches M Press and DH Press imprints

It’s not because I’m that interested in reading the material they will churn out, but new genre prose publishers is a good thing especially for an unpromising writing talent like myself.
Thoughts of publication in an upstart company - no matter how realistic - will hopefully be enough to spur me on to finish this fourth edit of Quarter City, and have some decent semblance of a readable (perhaps even enjoyable) final product.
I made some headway last weekend in cottage country, although, having put away the book for 5 months I think I lost much focus on what this stage of editing was supposed to accomplish.
But if I do get my shit together, well, here’s what’s going to happen:
- The Quarter City website (www.quartercity.net … apparently quartercity.com is owned by some guy that paints pictures of dogs) will feature the full book in PDF format… and for free. Once I figure out the best means to provide books digitally.
- I’ll be doing a limited run (less than 100, perhaps as few as 50) of handbound hardback editions(by strange little girl, whether she knows it or not) … the first dozen or so will go to the people that helped me the most on this insanely long project, as my gift for their support.
Two of these handbound will go to the National Library for archival purposes, necessary to obtain an isbn number.
Another dozen will be used as publisher samples, sent to various parties who may in fact be interested in releasing it to a broader market.
The remainder will be on-line limited edition sales (probably via paypal).
- If this all goes well, perhaps there may be a limited softcover, self published release later on. And perhaps even some support, such as a mini-tour or some sort of multimedia promotional stunt.
- Perhaps, if I feel the interest might be there, I’ll do a few conventions for promotion.
- Along the way, if I get my shit together I’ll manage to join a useful writers circle or find some sort of message board or listserv that will be professional and helpful.
- And maybe, just maybe, I’ll break even on the whole thing.
My timeline on this is negative 767 days and counting.
What’s that mean?
It means I was supposed to have this done years and years ago.
Anyone want to be my official asskicker on this (and perhaps a promotion to official asskisser when I glean my millions?)

30/05/2004

Life lessons learned this weekend

Filed under: the body human — graigkent @ 11:24 am

1) Do not eat the two week old deli meat.
2) Do not even sample the two week old deli meat
3) Do not assume that turkey breast deli meat can last longer than salami
4) Just throw the deli meat away
5) Do not assume that just because one piece of chicken is cooked all the way through that all of the chicken is done
6) If in doubt, keep it on the grill for another ten minutes, closely monitored
7) If, when eating, you do find that the chicken is still a little undercooked, do not eat it just to make sure.
8) Don’t be a hero.
Oh, my poor belly.

28/05/2004

Mr. Christie, make me them good cookies

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 9:30 pm

Word from the pipe is:

“Mr Christie is marketing a vanilla cookie that has to be the Girl Guide Vanilla cookie recipe we all came to love…..
It’s called Funilla, and for the true Girl Guide vanilla cookie connoisseur, it’s a dream come true. The sad news is that they are a limited edition, unless lots of consumers ask for them permanently.”

(from a post by “Kim” to an old old-blog entry which was replicated over to this blog as this entry… no official word from the Christie family)

decepticon!

Filed under: muse-sick — graigkent @ 11:04 am


I bought the new Animalmonster/Domaine D’or split cd single “Diamonds of Doom” (consisting of two songs from each band). The handmade packaging is roughly stitched and the skull on the front has colourful sequins for eyes (riveted to the packaging, its only a matter of time before they scratch the hell out of the cd).

The cd-r has stensilled gold blocks on it, representing the blocksblocksblocks recording collective which distributes and helps produce these small-print creative efforts. This disk has a print run of 85 and a running time of just over 10 minutes.
The songs by Animalmonster are catchy electronic/C=64 SIM ditties, up to snuff with creator Alex Snukal’s past work. My first exposure to Domaine D’or has left me groaning and lauging at the same time… it’s a duo along the lines of B-52’s meets Falco (remember Falco? “Rock Me Amadeus”? Don’t pretend to forget) meets Kompressor. Silly in an alternating good and bad way.
But the packaging and the music isn’t the strangest part…naw… the strangest part is the two bands have decided to forgo the credit-where-credit-is-due angle so that when you pop the disk into your computer and it activates the CDDataBase (CDDB) registstry it comes up not with Animal Monster/Domaine D’or: Diamonds and Doom, but instead it comes up with Lagartija Nick: Space:1999
That’s not all, the track listings are as follows:

for Animal Monster/Domaine D’or’s Diamonds and Doom
1. falkor
2. patrick borjal’s favourite song
1. happy birthday patrick borjal
2. xylaphontronique
for Lagartija Nick’s Space:1999
1. Espacio 1999
2. No Somo Maquinas
3. Eter
4. Temblor

On the other hand, Ninja High School’s release “We Win!”, a 5-song ep also distributed by blocksblocksblocks have a much simpler hand folded cardboard package with a monochromatic stencilled image on the front and the bbb stamp on the back. The cd seems to be something more than a cd-r, and has an actual screen print on it. The cd also featuring the song titles which makes it difficult to know what song you’re listening to, as the disk isn’t yet registered in the CDDB, which would mark perhaps the third, or maybe fourth CD I’ve entered into the CDDB in the past 7 years.

27/05/2004

Oh to be single again

Filed under: catchy — graigkent @ 1:52 pm

Esquire has put together this gut bursting sit called Brutally Honest Personals. So far only 17 individuals have embraced their personality flaws and unleashed them upon the world in hopes of ensnaring someone to love them. Let’s hope this type of frankness leads to a revolution (and not revulsion) in on-line dating.
Take for instance, this gentlemanly catch, Dave Scheffler

I’m an overweight, middle-aged underachiever. The skull tattoos on my arms complement my wardrobe, which I call rural proletarian. I sleep on the floor in a sparsely furnished apartment. I urinate frequently and pick my nose. I’m embarrassed that I own a Bible. After a tragic foray into Santeria, I’ve incurred crushing debt.
SEXUAL HABITS:
Can be summed up simply: brief digital, extended oral, premature genital. I have herpes

note: I’m quite aware that this site is more than likely and entertainment piece created by gifted comedic writers and unsuspecting photographees, but still, it’s f’n funny

Coffee and Cigarettes

Filed under: Cinema — gkgk @ 12:00 am

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Despite the fact that he’s never had a breakout hit, Hollywood still loves Jim Jarmush. Well, perhaps not the execs, investors and other suits, but actors, directors and all the other talents seem to have great affinity for the man. And why not. In an environment where the powers that be chase after derivatives of last year’s big thing, Jarmush always comes up with something different (sometimes drastically so), and he’s never afraid to take chances.
His latest film, Coffee and Cigarettes, is the results of almost 20 years of work. It’s a compilation of eleven short movies revolving around, well, coffee and cigarettes, naturally. In total the film stars a celebrity who’s who (and in some cases “who’s that”) most playing some twisted variation of their own persona.
While the shorts stick close to each other in theme (coffee, cigarettes) and imagery (overhead shots of cheers clinks, checkerboard tabletops, one person joining the other) they don’t all stick to these conventions (in some cases there’s tea or cappucino) and they don’t all have a great unifying theme, but the good ones seem to tie into one another in some respect, and the best ones go off on a path all their own.
“Strange To Meet You” opens the film as the mania of Roberto Benigni juxtaposes with monotone frazzle of Stephen Wright, the styles of both comedians reflected in the awkward pace. It’s a cute lead-in to the movie but it’s lack of direction only serves to question what’s to come in the rest of the film.
“Somewhere In California” sees a mellow Tom Waits joining an excitable Iggy Pop in a dive coffee shop. Iggy sees Tom as the epitome of cool and, Tom, in return sees Iggy in a similar, if not a touch dimmer light. Iggy’s facial expressions are reminiscent of Nick Nolte at his finest, completely animated and giving away the eager-to-please child residing inside.
Steve Buscemi and twins Joie and Cinque Lee star in “Twins”, the first weak tale. Buscemi plays a hick-ish Tennessee waiter (one of few character “roles” in the film instead of the actor playing a variation of themself). The topic of conversation rotates around Elvis, evil twins and racism, none of it particularily engaging, although the Lee twins have a great noteable chemistry (which should only be natural).
Joe Rigano and Vinny Vella play two wiseguy mobster types and Vinny Vella Jr. shows up from time to in another equally dull short (this one basically represents the anti-smoking angle) “Those Things’ll Kill Ya”.
Thankfully Jarmush gets the last of the really dull ones, “Renee”, all out of the way before the halfay point. In this one, Renee French (?) has coffee while reading weapons magazines and E.J. Rodriguez (?) as her server keeps awkwardly interrupting her. Mildly amusing but really more annoying.
In “Jack Shows Meg His Tesla Coil”, Jack White shows Meg White (both of the band the White Stripes) his Tesla coil… it’s an amusing sketch hindered and endearing at the same time by its inexperienced actors.
“No Problem” has two French chums, Isaach de Bankol

26/05/2004

don’t look back in laughter

Filed under: Uncategorized — graigkent @ 12:38 am


The new Seinfeld/Superman episode, “Hindsight is 20/20″ is now On-line.
Go watch, and laugh! LAUGH!

Blessed be thine DVD

Filed under: Uncategorized — graigkent @ 12:03 am

I had a nasty smoking habit a few years back.
No, wait, not smoking. DVD…
I had a nasty DVD habit a few years back, heading into the Future Shop every “new release Tuesday” (despite the fact that I was working for the hell that is Wal-Mart at the time - their selection was crap) and picking up the latest “must haves”. These consisted of movies I had already seen and new I’d watch at least once more, or highly recommended movies from friends or websites that I had never seen, and in some cases never heard of.
That all came to a stop around the Spring of 2002 when I (finally) maxed out my credit limits and found myself unemployed. Once regular salary came back into play, my mindset had changed. No longer had I the desire to own every decent movie I saw. No longer did tonnes of special features tempt me towards a rather tragic and unknown film. No longer did I feel the urge to buy.
But, temptation has come in another, more expensive form… TV shows on DVD… my god what a brilliant idea this is. The complete first season of Twin Peaks, the entire run of Monty Python’s Flying Circus and The Prisoner, Buffy, X-Files, Babylon 5. Old cult favorites like Lexx, new cult favorites like the Sandbaggers. Dear god, all the coolest shows in one tight spot. No longer did I have to hunt and plan my life around flaky broadcast schedules… now I could watch the greatest shows, my favorite shows whenever I wanted.
But the release have become manic, fast and furious to the point where I can’t keep up with it.
Too much B5 and Buffy and Angel too fast. Futurama and the Family Guy. Ach, like four sets a year. Even old favorites like Cheers I don’t have the money or desire to buy because I can catch them on repeats. I now must buy programmes that aren’t easily accessed, the Cartoon Network Adult Swim shows (Aqua Teen Hunger Force volume 1 and Space Ghost Coast To Coast volume 1 came out before christmas) or Father Ted (a modern British classic), Mystery Science Theatre (only four films in a box set, pooh) or the Kids in the Hall season 1 (which was available through a fans-only website five months before it hit the stores).
My recent additions include the never before rebroadcast BBC sci-fi mystery series Sapphire and Steel, the twistedly delightful cartoon Invader Zim volume 1, and the first season of the stylishly funkdified Samurai Jack.
But the future bares even more fruit, here’s what’s cool, and what’s possibly coming…
witness:

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25/05/2004

slackattack

Filed under: Get A Life — graigkent @ 4:13 pm

Back from a long weekend away that was two Horseman short of the Apocalypse. We had insane amounts of plague inducing, West-Nile-virus carrying mosquitos, some war going on between friends, and even a near Biblical flooding with the torrential downpour.
But we also had lots and lots of eatin’ to do: pies, chicken, steak, potatoes, chips, booze. And there was much board game and card playing as well as a rousing bit of exposure to a delicately hacked X-Box featuring more classic gamin that you could shake a stick at (or would want to). Favorite exposure of the weekend was the “crash” levels on Burnout 2 (wherein your objective is to race into cross and/or oncoming traffic and try to cause the biggest, most expensive collision possible. A great idea for Burnout 3 would be to be one of the vehicles trying to avoid collision with the rogue motorist).
The kitten was left alone but well cared for, a little annoyed at our absense but happy that we’re back… although we both took off again today for various work adventures which kinda peeved her off again.
Ah well.
I also got a lot of 4th draft editing on my long-ignored novel done which was a boon, and I made some good friends with our hosts, Tara and Dave. Thanks chaps and lassies!

20/05/2004

Whole lotta Latka

Filed under: ent — graigkent @ 2:22 pm

Apparently, as was foretold, Andy Kaufman is back! And he’s got a
blog.
Alright, Jesus. Your move…

Can it be believed? Who knows. The mainstream media’s not really picked up on it yet. Stay tuned.

19/05/2004

2busy

Filed under: blogwatch — graigkent @ 10:25 pm

I wish I wasn’t so busy that I couldn’t catch up on my blogroll. The crazy biker chick noted yesterday :

From the ARC website:
One week following the death of a 29-year-old cyclist, Toronto cyclists will ride to the site of the fatality to pay their respects to a fellow cyclist. Flowers will be left at the site to mark the death.
When: Wednesday, May 19 at 6:00 p.m.
Where: Intersection of Dundas St. W. Service Road and Dupont St.
Meet: Cyclists will gather at the Bloor/Spadina parkette and ride to the site together leaving at 5:30 p.m.
There will be a brief ceremony of solidarity and respect at Dundas and Dupont at 6:00 p.m.
At 6:30 p.m. the cyclists will leave together and ride to the Ferry terminal to catch the 7:15 p.m. ferry to Ward’s Island. A ceremony and celebration of the cyclist’s life organized by his family and friends will be held on Ward’s Island at 7:45 p.m.

I had been trying to catch up on this story, and I would have really liked to participated in this, pay respect and promote cycling awareness. Instead I heard about it today after the troupe of cyclists passed by my house while I was doing dishes.

nailervision

Filed under: ad nauseum — graigkent @ 10:12 pm

For get the Hollywood butchering of the classic story of Troy, I’m looking forward to the Hollywood butchering of the classic story of King Arthur (with none other than Clive Owen as the titular character…glee). According to the link above, it hits theatres on December 31, 1969…
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Also now on-line…the SPONGE-BOB SQARE-PANTS! trailer (plus the “Hunt for Square October” teaser). Apparently that’s actually Spongebob’s butt, and not a body double.

man hands

Filed under: Get A Life — graigkent @ 9:59 pm

There’s nothing like pedalling home from work, gassing up the barbecue, eating enough pork to make a grown man ill, then cutting down a dozen trees with a handsaw, and pulling out the rootball with nothing but a spade, my feet and my fists… all while wearing my fancy work clothes.
Today I am a Man!
Tomorrow I go back to being my usual sissy-boy.
Which reminds me of a story:
Last night at the Drake Hotel this weird Gamepad thing was held, consisting of a classic NES (Nintendo Entertainment System) free to play up on the big screen (ergo, projected on the wall). Meanwhile some laptop mavens “played” their music up on stage before the dweebiest looking band in rock (sorry, didn’t catch their name) played a super extended set (at least it seemed that way).
I joined Jeremy, Lala, and the wetNoodle at the Drake and we quickly headed down to the underground, and to the bar. Lals hit first and confused the good natured waitresses with her request for a Gimlet, not to be confused with a Gimli. I had ordered my rye and ginger, while the Noodle had a tough time deciding.
“What do you recommend,” he asked the barkeep.
“Well, we have Creemore on tap…”
“Whoah,” he interrupted, “no beer.”
“Yeah,” I interjected, “he’s secure enough with himself to express his manhood in a different manner.”
“Oh, well,” she said, “a Crown Royal and cola?”
“Ehh, not too hot on the Crown Royal.”
The other barkeep said “how about scotch and soda?”
“Naaah,” the Noodle said. “How about a vodka and seven?”
The barkeeps laughed, “that’s not very manly.”
“Yeah, that won’t put any hair on your chest.”
The Noodle pulled the collar of his shirt out an looked downward, making a snippy comment which I didn’t quite catch, but it made the ladies laugh, so I’d call it a score.
Noodle drank his emasculating dring with great reverie as did I. Rye and ginger, not exactly known for it ball-swelling properties.
Amidst this evening the Noodle and I had the geek equivalent of a penis measuring contest as we debated back and forth as to who had the more hardcore comic collection. I didn’t hear what his last retort was (seemed to be a theme in the evening) but I let it drop and he proclaimed himself the winner.
It was a fun, friendly evening, even with the inherent awkwardness of the surprise appearance of our guest attendee (let me just say this, if you want to drop the past, just act like it never happened and say “nice to meet you” and move on… it works). I just wish it had been more of a classic gaming night with an Atari 2600 or Colecovision… playing Centipede or Space Invaders competing for the top score kept with marker on foolscap paper taped to the wall…. dah.

16/05/2004

scam the tram

Filed under: geek — graigkent @ 6:18 pm

So what do you do when you relize that the person that won the bid for your laptop on ebay is a scam artist?
Well first you hop on to a geek forums board and brainstorm ways of fucking the guy over, and then you put your plans into motion, which includes lying to Fed-Ex and British customs, and the crafting of a literal “notebook” laptop.
Follow that up with an international amateur investigative team observing the drop-off point, and you have one long and hilarious true story of scamming the scammer, now in PDF format (640-ish KB)
support materials
::Metafilter’s coverage
::The original e-bay auction
::The forums where it all came together (all 2000+ posts and growing)

reviews up or coming soon

Filed under: DeeVee, In Theatre, On Disc — gkentetc @ 3:47 pm

Recent purchases of:
CD(out of 5)
The Magnetic Fields: i ***1/2
Hayden: Elk-Lake Serenade ****
DVD
Sapphire & Steel: the complete series
Invader Zim: Doom Doom Doom
Samurai Jack: Season 1
Recent viewings of
Movies
Supersize Me ****1/2
Coffee and Cigarettes ****
updated on May 26

Hayden: Elk-Lake Serenade

Filed under: Music — gkgk @ 3:27 pm

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It’s the tenth anniversary next year of “Everything I Long For”, Hayden Desser’s first full album release. Through unprecedented exposure on Muchmusic and throughout alternative an mainstream press and radio, Hayden was touted as “the next big thing”. Even in the United States, long before the the Constantines and Hidden Cameras began making Canadian indie cool, Hayden was generating buzz.
There was a bidding war between many major label imprints trying to sign Hayden to a hopefully lucrative deal for both. He pushed a limited release ep, “Moving Careful”, out via indie distributor Sonic Unyon before signing away. Three years after his debut the underrated and underappreciated “The Closer I Get” emerged, a bit more polished and “studio sounding” then his 4-track bedroom recordings of past. It received a generally blas

15/05/2004

The Magnetic Fields: i

Filed under: Music — gkgk @ 1:04 pm


Stephin Merritt - I won’t hesitate in saying - is one of the most ingenious and prolific songwriter/musicians in the world. His last full Magnetic Fields effort was an ambitious effort that started as the groundwork for a 3-hour musical, turned into 100 songs about love (all of which were written, and then some), and then was scaled back into the 3-disc gem 69 Love Songs by the Magnetic Fields.
With a half dozen albums and eps behind him under that moniker at that point, Stephin took his insular solo electro-pop band and turned it into a luscious ensemble, playing songs inspired from classic 30’s and 40’s musicals, to 80’s electroclash, to contemporary electronic exotica, to sheer irreverence. But Merritt has had more under his sleeve since 1999’s release of the box set.
He wrote and performed in his other ensemble, Future Bible Heroes’ second album Eternal Youth in 2002; he dispatched another album under the 6ths guise, “Hyacinths and Thistles”, almost immediately following the release of “69 …”. And he provided the score and soundtrack to the small-budget production Eban & Charley under his own name in 2002, and he gave new Magnetic Fields sounds and favourites from “69…” to the Oscar nominated film Pieces of April, not to mention he spearheaded and contributed 3 songs to the Human League tribute album, “Reproductions”.
Despite all this output, this latest release of Merritt’s is the only one to be hotly anticipated, rightly hailed as the follow-up to “69…” The design esthetic, to start, is such that it can be incorporated with the three other discs with ease, as an appendix or addendum of sorts as it carries the same logo, the same black on white with red Courier font, and sits in its own die-cut sleeve
The sounds of “i” are as equally diverse as those on any of the three disks from “69…”, only it seems Merritt is cutting back even further on the electronic sounds from his past. He still sifts through intriguing sounds and genres.
“In an Operetta” is a harpsichord driven, 18th century theatrical tune. “Infinitely Late At Night” is a smokey, film noir jazz bar tune, filled with doom and gloom, and haunting chimes. “I Thought You Were My Boyfriend” (if you haven’t noticed already, all the songs start with “i”) is a New Order/Human League post-punk grind.
But the sounds aren’t what Merritt’s become known for. His deft and playful lyrics never seemed more like poetry, and reading them in the liner notes confirm that’s exactly what these songs are.

“so you quote love unquote me/well, stranger things have come to be/but let’s agree to disagree/because I don’t believe you”
- I don’t believe you.

“you told me you loved me/I know where and when/come sunrise, surprise surprise/ the joke’s on me again/ I know you don’t love me/ you know I don’t care”
-I Thouth You Were My Boyfriend

Again confusing the lines between gay and straight, Merritt is truly a modern composer, capable of emoting and relating every emotion. While “i” isn’t an album full of solid gold, it, like each of Merritt’s efforts contains a few of his best songs. Chief of them all this round “I Wish I Had An Evil Twin” which is witty, smart, playful and insidious.

“my evil twin would lie and steal/and he would stink of sex appeal/ all men would writhe/beneath his scythe/he’d send the pretty ones to me/ an they would think that I was he/ I’d hurt them, and I’d go free”
I Wish I Had An Evil Twin

While perhaps not as outwardly enthralling as the Magnetic Fields’ monolithic previous release, “i” is the next step forward, and always a welcome visitor to my ears. There’s nothing to be disappointed about, “i” is certainly overshadowed by its past, but like moss under a giant oak, it still thrives.

wookin’ pa nub

Filed under: love or something like it — graigkent @ 12:58 am

Liz! writes in a Carrie Bradshaw-esque style stopping short of writing the mandatory question, in this case “is chivalry dead?”
To top it off, I read Accordion Guy’s post which spawned Liz’s post, discussing “who makes the first move” ending with the kicker cliche “Boys.Are.Pussies.”
Okay, so here’s what bothers me.
I’ve heard this before from women who are very strong-willed and smart. I wouldn’t call them feminists but they’re definitely modern women in thought and in life.
“But yes”, they say, “let’s get rid of all the historical sexist bullshit that men put on women”, for which I agree, and yet these same women don’t want to get rid of “chivalry” which is the same old oudmoded, sexist thinking, just a bit more advantageous for them.
To me the expectation of a man making the first move is the same as catcalls from construction workers. It’s an obsolete way of thinking… or it should be.
Women want an equal playing field in life, as they should be entitled to, so thus shouldn’t men also have an equal playing field in love? Can’t men succumb to a woman’s initiative? Can’t men say “not tonight dear, I’ve got a headache” for once?
The answer is yes, but it’s not the norm. “Gender stereotyping” is what I’ve heard it often called - the expectations thrust upon you because of your penis, or lack thereof… and though decades of feminism have tried to obliterate sexism on one end, the general modern man is still attempting to sustain the crotch scratching, beer drinking, womanizing ideologies that their fathers and grandfathers instilled on the other end. Metrosexual trends be damned, women still want their men to be “tall, dark and handsome”, just, but they want to get taken out to dinner and wear the pants too.
When it comes to ‘who asks out whom’, Liz hits the nail on the head:

Nowadays, men seem to have lost their balls so to speak when it comes to going after what they want. Are men afraid of rejection just as much as women are? Or are they afraid of crossing that invisible line into sexual harassment territory? Because, let’s face it, people have to tread a fine line these days when it comes to the opposite sex.


The answers to those questions are No. Yes. and Yes.
When it comes to what men want, well, some of us have advanced to not just think about work, sports and sex. We actually think about our emotions (some he-man woman haters, like Dave Sim call it the “part-chick”-ifying of America), men feel as much as women do about things. We are those “sensitive males” women say they want… yes, we are just as afraid of rejection of women are… but Jesus, just like women men get confused about the “gender roles” they’re supposed to play.
Women get confused about the historically defenseless, come-save-me role from the past (fairy tales) and the aggressive feminist role of today. Men get confused by the historically stoic, man’s man role from the past and the sensitive male role of today. Knowing which role to step into and finding balance between them is difficult at best.
And yeah, sexual harassment and other legal issues are yet another factor in the whole messy equation. How many assault suits filed against men by women are chalked up to “misread signals”. I’m in no way justifying it, but I’m using it as a point… guys can’t ever be sure of the signals they’re getting anymore.
And it doesn’t help that modern fashion is all about permanently displaying sexual cues (makeup was generally created to falsely enhance facial features in a manner that suggest what happens naturally when aroused, much clothing is designed to flaunt elements used to titillate, natural pheremones are masked by soaps and perfumes) so that men can’t actually identify them when they’re there.
It’s all one big mess, and it’s nowhere near as simple as “men are pussies”.
If women want to wait for a man to claim them (as it was pretty much done in the old days) then they can expect to wait some time and/or have a string of shitty relationships with men who will do exactly that: make them property.
Relationships of any lasting value are rarely immediate, and sometimes relationships that have longevity aren’t even the right ones (I’m speaking from experience here). There’s no right answer, except that, sometimes, when it feels right, someone has to make the first move… and sometimes you shouldn’t wait for that move to be made.
And, women, expect some men to be intimidated by you making the first move, and thus rejecting you. Trust me, at some point in their life, they will regret it, if that makes you feel any better.

14/05/2004

cyclical empowerment

Filed under: ramble — graigkent @ 8:02 pm

As an addendum to this post I’ve decided to post a few pointers about riding on the streets of Toronto. Even if you don’t live in Toronto and don’t plan on biking in Toronto, it should be a good step to get you to investigate the cycling bi-laws in your own town… even if you don’t bike. As a driver, you should know some of this stuff as well.
I found all this on a section of the City Of Toronto’s website devoted to cycling and the Ministry of Transporation of Ontario’s booklet Cycling Skills:

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Trans Fat: I’m Lovin’ It Large

Filed under: ramble — graigkent @ 2:04 pm

version 1
NDP MP Pat Martin took [McDonald's] to task for failing to live up to its promise to cut the dangerous fats.
“It is not OK to put poison in our food just because it’s properly labelled,” he said.

version 2
“It’s the biggest public health risk since the war on tobacco,” Martin said, after confronting a McDonald’s spokesman during committee debate. “Another generation of children is being poisoned as we speak.
In September 2002 McDonald’s U.S.A. announced that it would cut transfats in its fries 48 per cent by using improved cooking oil. A similar announcement was made in Canada.
In November 2003, Consumer Reports magazine tested the products and found that the fries were swimming in as much “bad fat” as ever.
“The truth is . . . we missed the goal and we missed the goal completely,” [vice-president of McDonald's Restaurants of Canada Richar] Ellis said in an interview outside the committee room.

Sometimes you actually have to like politicians.

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