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Saturday, January 07, 2006


Bizarre 

Last night about 11:45 I'm taking the bus to meet Jacob and Andrea at The Gem. The bus pulls into Ossington station and the first person on board is a pretty average 30-something white who practically lunges towards one of the single seat immediately behind me, he starts reading the newspaper. The man is sitting in front of a young black man with gold crunk teeth talking on his phone. Shortly after we pull out of the station the man says quite clearly but kind of under his breath "Fucking n***ers. I wish they'd learn to read and stop talking on the phone". I turned around in my seat and owlishly blicked at him, he didn't notice. Clearly everyone in the vacinity had heard him. A minute later he again said under his breath but in a manner that everyone heard "Fucking n***ers". Everyone else seemed to be ignoring him. Another minute later "Fucking n***ers. I wish they'd let me read my newspaper". I'd had enough so I turned around and said "Shut the fuck up, man. You can't say that kind of shit. Are you looking to get yourself killed?" He just said "Whatever. Leave me alone. It's none of your business". Then the bus came to a stop and he jumped off.

Some people just have no clue.


Oh life, you're so funnny... 

Books on the floor next to my bed:

"The Adventures and the Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes" - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
- Doesn't have everything (like "Hound of the Baskerville's"), but I'm quickly getting hooked on this mystery shit.
"Shopgirl" - Steve Martin
- Got it for free last September after I interviewed him and the other dudes from the movie based on the novella. The movie is much better. Steve Martin should stick with writing screenplays.
"The Sound and the Fury" - William Faulkner
- Wanted to take a course on Faulkner this year (which apparently doesn't exist, at least not this year). It's an Oprah's Book Club selection - must be good then.
"Notes from the Underground: Zines and the politics of alternative culture" - Stephen Duncombe
- Okay, you got me - it's a text book. But I don't have any chapters assigned to read from it yet, so technically it's still recreational. BTW, I have to create a Zine this year for class. I know you guys like them. Anyone wanna contribute??
"Enduring Love" - Ian McEwan
- Heard about the movie first. Read so much about how awesome the book is that the movie was based on that I had to get it. The movie's pretty cool so I'm hoping the book is even better (I've only read a bit so far - just bought it).

Best movie of 2005 (and possibly carrying over into 2006): Brokeback Mountain
- went to the theatre to see some hot guys making out (under the pretence of being culturally aware) and left completely awestruck buy how simply beautiful this film was. Honestly, I haven't been this emotionally invested in a movie since Titanic - and that bitch still makes me cry just thinking about it!

Claire's (my roomate's) birthday party is tomorrow (tonight). Best all be there, or I wont like you any more.

Thursday, January 05, 2006


excited! nervous, stressed! upset! oh etc. 

Germany! School, work! love-related anxiety! oh and all that other stuff.

Send money.


The Sims 

So I downloaded two 'Sim' games (from the site mentioned here): Sim Ant and Sim Life and they're quite different.

Someone (Renny, I believe) was remarking how Sim Ant didn't seem to fit in with the other ones. Rather than a build-something and protect it model, it was all about "killing the Reds". Most likely not an actual Maxis game but rather a bit of infoprop from the US Army. It does have a different mindset than most Sim games, rather than being a godlike figure observing and changing, you're mixing it up in the trenches. It was a lot easier than I imagined it would be, send in a soldier to assassinate the red queen, set breeders to 100%, spam a bunch of new colonies, move your way up to reds and encircle them (then spam expansion over the house). Game over in 5-10 minutes. Not as fun as the epic battles of yester-year.

Sim Life is completely different. Sim Ant has relatively simple mechanisms, but Sim Life is insanely layered and complicated. It seems that if I give it some time I could have a lot of fun with it. So far I've only gotten through a tutorial.

Both games are similar in the puny amount of space they take up (like a meg each) which is really nice in this era of gigabyte sized games. They're also quite funny (one species of fish in Sim Life is named the Kilgore Trout)

Wednesday, January 04, 2006


Murda Explore 

After the party I left the jar of gunpowder out on the kitchen counter and Mom found it when they got home on monday. She was pretty pissed off, very afraid that I could have blown the house up or at least terror-fied the neighbours. I tried to tell her that it was pretty harmless unless it's compressed, but she ain't havin' that. I told her that when we lit it off, it just created a flash and a big puff of smoke. She was impressed to find that the house wasn't a complete disaster and that the cops hadn't been called. I'm not sure where she gets these doom 'n' gloom ideas, we're usually fairly well behaved.

My sister has taught me to knit so for the past week I have been working very hard on a green and white scarf for Kate. The first couple inches were difficult, but the rest has been smooth sailing, I'm now up to about two feet.

Stunting has been suggested for friday. I think it would be fun to do another railway expedition. Ben and I could show everyone our secret industrial facilities and hockey puck production place. Or do a recon for the extended summer-expedition we are palnning. Either way.


No flaming, please. 

Ahoy all.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!

Uh, yeah, am still alive - and as a new years resolution I intend to stay out from under the rock I've been hiding under. I can't really blame the soul-sucking of UoT, or the 40 hours a week at Indigo, or even my acquisition of World of Warcraft, but the three combined with my natural hermit instincts have proven to be a potent anti-social elixer.

Which I hope to rememdy.

I've already put in the request for fewer shifts, which should be easy now that Christmas is over and people are dead broke from all the rampant consumerism that goes on in December - particularly due to people trying to "out-do" each other in their giving.

AND I've dropped the shoddy UoT classes and now have some that will likely be more interesting (i.e. Ancient Egyptian Religion & Conservation of Subtropical Rainforests -- fuck you molecular biology).

As for World of Warcraft, it was never REALLY a problem because my 12 year old sister has taken over my computer for about 10 hours each day during the holidays to play it. So I have to work on her getting over the addiction. Warcrack indeed.

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That aside, I feel the need to give out two "well dones". First, L.mo, "well done" on the photoshop. Very slick.

Second, Jacob, a rather large and enthusiastic "well done" with plenty of arm-waving for reading George R. R. Martin. He is my god. The poor silly people at Indigo who ask me for a fantasy recommendation. Unfortunately my copy of A Clash of Kings is on loan.

**** On that note, George will be at the World's Biggest Bookstore on January 9th. I have no idea what time it's at, but I'll know by Friday. I think Ben & Matt have already been roped in, but to everyone else who wants to bask in the awesomeness that is Martin, feel free to come along.

Cheers!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006


Hey HEY hey 

So, GoonSquad,
Sounds like everybody's doin' well. And WB's was turned into the AwesomeDome. I'm typing from a library in Phoenix right nyah.
My own New Year's was okay. I got to swim in an outdoor pool, right? Also eat ludicrous amounts of "Asian Buffet". Very satisfying. My sister had to go back earlier so now it's just me and my divorced parents on vacation. Eh. Saw my Great Aunt three times. Good times.
Yesterday went to Tucson and did a real Southwest cactus gazing type hike. Tucson is a vibrant place, culturally interesting although we spent'nt much time there. A few too many Fraggles, but hey. I am finding the area of Phoenix we are in to be a wee bit too suburban for my tastes.
Today is my last full day in Arizona. I'm coming home tomorrow around 7:30 pm "your" time. Sam says we stunt, I say we stunt. Is the WB and J-Cup still in town? Otherwise I trust you're all in.
I got leuh f' ye,
Renny.


Who will be eaten first? 

Thanks to a friend called James we have the ability to make four-page booklets championing the cause of Cthulhu. Anyone who wants access to the files, I'll mail them to you or send them over Messenger.


Capbrit! Doubleplusgood Usmeet! 

I concur with Sam, we should meet up again in the week. For no other reason than I have things to return to peoples (A book to Matt, a DVD to Aaron, a comic graphic novel to Sam)

No one's posted about Box's party. It was fun but if we actually relocated the carbon monoxide alarm from upstaires we should probably make sure that he's still alive. Cause that wouldn't be a fun end to the party. Plus, we'd all have to talk to elementary school kids about the danger of drinking and CO. Foul. Also, Maddy mentioned that she's working for Peggy Nash and from what I know about her opponent I guess we should do something to help out as well

In completely irrevelent news I played a vidja game for the first time in a while a few weeks ago (We set up a Starcraft LAN in my house in school) and it rekindled me to news about that stuff. In terms of online game betrayals this is the one. It's fucking epic.

Monday, January 02, 2006


Double Post for Success! 

And to inaugurate 20 ought six to boot!

Anyways, after re-reading it, my last post seems petulant and, honestly, bitchy. So this one's got a more positive note. I'm working on a new comic!

Right now, it's very much a work in progress, but I think it's coming along. I still have to do another row of panels (at least), add dialogue, monologue and ink it with my fantastic new inking pens (seen in the circular panel), but no, I think it's working out. The blurring on the top, btw, is because I haven't taken it out of its sketchbook so the rings slanted it for scanning. Anyways, that's it. It's silly, but that's how I roll, baby.

Anyways, it's due on friday, which is a deadline that was sprung on me after new year's. So's other Mondo stuff, for those interested or in Arizona.

So anyways, we Toronto apes should do something soon. Before everyone scatters again. Who's with me? Maybe not Einstein's, though...

P.S. I have photobucket accounts to give away, apparently. Who wants an image host?

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