archives
03/28/2004 - 04/04/2004
04/04/2004 - 04/11/2004
04/11/2004 - 04/18/2004
04/18/2004 - 04/25/2004
04/25/2004 - 05/02/2004
05/02/2004 - 05/09/2004
05/09/2004 - 05/16/2004
05/16/2004 - 05/23/2004
05/23/2004 - 05/30/2004
05/30/2004 - 06/06/2004
06/06/2004 - 06/13/2004
06/13/2004 - 06/20/2004
06/20/2004 - 06/27/2004
06/27/2004 - 07/04/2004
07/04/2004 - 07/11/2004
07/11/2004 - 07/18/2004
07/18/2004 - 07/25/2004
07/25/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 08/08/2004
08/08/2004 - 08/15/2004
08/15/2004 - 08/22/2004
08/22/2004 - 08/29/2004
08/29/2004 - 09/05/2004
09/05/2004 - 09/12/2004
09/12/2004 - 09/19/2004
09/19/2004 - 09/26/2004
09/26/2004 - 10/03/2004
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10/10/2004 - 10/17/2004
10/17/2004 - 10/24/2004
10/24/2004 - 10/31/2004
10/31/2004 - 11/07/2004
11/07/2004 - 11/14/2004
11/14/2004 - 11/21/2004
11/21/2004 - 11/28/2004
11/28/2004 - 12/05/2004
12/05/2004 - 12/12/2004
12/12/2004 - 12/19/2004
12/19/2004 - 12/26/2004
12/26/2004 - 01/02/2005
01/02/2005 - 01/09/2005
01/09/2005 - 01/16/2005
01/16/2005 - 01/23/2005
01/23/2005 - 01/30/2005
01/30/2005 - 02/06/2005
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02/20/2005 - 02/27/2005
02/27/2005 - 03/06/2005
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03/20/2005 - 03/27/2005
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04/24/2005 - 05/01/2005
05/01/2005 - 05/08/2005
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05/15/2005 - 05/22/2005
05/22/2005 - 05/29/2005
05/29/2005 - 06/05/2005
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06/12/2005 - 06/19/2005
06/19/2005 - 06/26/2005
06/26/2005 - 07/03/2005
07/03/2005 - 07/10/2005
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07/17/2005 - 07/24/2005
07/24/2005 - 07/31/2005
07/31/2005 - 08/07/2005
08/07/2005 - 08/14/2005
08/14/2005 - 08/21/2005
08/21/2005 - 08/28/2005
08/28/2005 - 09/04/2005
09/04/2005 - 09/11/2005
09/11/2005 - 09/18/2005
09/18/2005 - 09/25/2005
09/25/2005 - 10/02/2005
10/02/2005 - 10/09/2005
10/09/2005 - 10/16/2005
10/16/2005 - 10/23/2005
10/23/2005 - 10/30/2005
10/30/2005 - 11/06/2005
11/06/2005 - 11/13/2005
11/13/2005 - 11/20/2005
11/20/2005 - 11/27/2005
11/27/2005 - 12/04/2005
12/04/2005 - 12/11/2005
12/11/2005 - 12/18/2005
12/18/2005 - 12/25/2005
12/25/2005 - 01/01/2006
01/01/2006 - 01/08/2006
01/08/2006 - 01/15/2006
01/15/2006 - 01/22/2006
01/22/2006 - 01/29/2006
01/29/2006 - 02/05/2006
02/05/2006 - 02/12/2006
02/12/2006 - 02/19/2006
02/19/2006 - 02/26/2006
02/26/2006 - 03/05/2006
03/05/2006 - 03/12/2006
03/12/2006 - 03/19/2006
03/19/2006 - 03/26/2006
03/26/2006 - 04/02/2006
04/02/2006 - 04/09/2006
04/09/2006 - 04/16/2006
04/16/2006 - 04/23/2006
04/23/2006 - 04/30/2006
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05/21/2006 - 05/28/2006
05/28/2006 - 06/04/2006
06/04/2006 - 06/11/2006
06/11/2006 - 06/18/2006
06/18/2006 - 06/25/2006
06/25/2006 - 07/02/2006
07/02/2006 - 07/09/2006
07/09/2006 - 07/16/2006
07/16/2006 - 07/23/2006
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08/13/2006 - 08/20/2006
08/20/2006 - 08/27/2006
08/27/2006 - 09/03/2006
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09/10/2006 - 09/17/2006
09/17/2006 - 09/24/2006
09/24/2006 - 10/01/2006
10/01/2006 - 10/08/2006
10/08/2006 - 10/15/2006
10/15/2006 - 10/22/2006
10/22/2006 - 10/29/2006
10/29/2006 - 11/05/2006
11/05/2006 - 11/12/2006
11/12/2006 - 11/19/2006
11/19/2006 - 11/26/2006
11/26/2006 - 12/03/2006
12/03/2006 - 12/10/2006
12/10/2006 - 12/17/2006
12/17/2006 - 12/24/2006
12/24/2006 - 12/31/2006
12/31/2006 - 01/07/2007
01/07/2007 - 01/14/2007
01/14/2007 - 01/21/2007
01/21/2007 - 01/28/2007
01/28/2007 - 02/04/2007
02/04/2007 - 02/11/2007
02/11/2007 - 02/18/2007
02/18/2007 - 02/25/2007
02/25/2007 - 03/04/2007
03/11/2007 - 03/18/2007
03/18/2007 - 03/25/2007
04/08/2007 - 04/15/2007
04/15/2007 - 04/22/2007
04/22/2007 - 04/29/2007
04/29/2007 - 05/06/2007
05/06/2007 - 05/13/2007
05/13/2007 - 05/20/2007
05/27/2007 - 06/03/2007
06/10/2007 - 06/17/2007
06/17/2007 - 06/24/2007
06/24/2007 - 07/01/2007
07/01/2007 - 07/08/2007
07/15/2007 - 07/22/2007
09/02/2007 - 09/09/2007
09/16/2007 - 09/23/2007
10/07/2007 - 10/14/2007
10/21/2007 - 10/28/2007
11/18/2007 - 11/25/2007
11/25/2007 - 12/02/2007
12/02/2007 - 12/09/2007
12/09/2007 - 12/16/2007
12/16/2007 - 12/23/2007
12/23/2007 - 12/30/2007
12/30/2007 - 01/06/2008
01/06/2008 - 01/13/2008
01/13/2008 - 01/20/2008
01/20/2008 - 01/27/2008
01/27/2008 - 02/03/2008
02/03/2008 - 02/10/2008
02/17/2008 - 02/24/2008
02/24/2008 - 03/02/2008
03/02/2008 - 03/09/2008
03/09/2008 - 03/16/2008
03/23/2008 - 03/30/2008
03/30/2008 - 04/06/2008
04/06/2008 - 04/13/2008
04/20/2008 - 04/27/2008
04/27/2008 - 05/04/2008
05/11/2008 - 05/18/2008
05/18/2008 - 05/25/2008
06/01/2008 - 06/08/2008
06/08/2008 - 06/15/2008
06/15/2008 - 06/22/2008
06/22/2008 - 06/29/2008
06/29/2008 - 07/06/2008
07/20/2008 - 07/27/2008
Friday, August 25, 2006
Damn kids run me ragged
"If the Supreme Court overturns Roe v. Wade, it will set off tectonic shifts in the American political landscape not seen since the civil-rights movement - or perhaps even the Civil War"Intrigued? That is an excerpt from the cover article of the June 2006 edition of Atlantic Monthly which my dad got from the Article. "The Day After Roe" takes a hypothetical look at an America in which Roe v. Wade had been over turned. Bewarned, it's from Atlantic Monthly so it's long and dense.
Over the past 2 days I have downloaded and watched 7 hour-long episodes from teh third season of Rescue Me, the acclaimed firefighter drama starring Denis Leary. In the U.S. of Eh it's on the FX cable network and no Canadian channel carries it, so it's only available via the intarwub or dee vee dee. Rescue Me is wicked sharp adn shows a view of post-911 NYC firefighters that is completely devoid of romance or hubris. On top of all that, Rescue Me has the best, most rawkin'-est opening theme song on TV. EVER. "C'mon C'mon" by the Von Bondies
They say it's my birthday
Happy birthday to me.Driks at the Green Room tonight? On you?
8pm-ish. And there might be another party place after... with bands and art and videos... I'm not sure about that one tho...
1-905-269-5076
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
grad school is awesome
My first day of school included the following:- Free lunch, consisting of pizza, sandwhiches and drinks
- The graduate director telling us how special our class is, how it's so much different from past years and how we're receiving so much special treatment and how there will be no tests in the summer session because "there's plenty of time for tests later."
- 3 hours of class, including this explanation in macro economics: "We have a finite amount of stuff. And we have people that want to do stuff with stuff. And the key is to do the most stuff with the stuff you have."
- Finding out that a third of my TA hours are to be spent proctoring. It's nice to do work for which you get paid very well, but it's even nicer to do next to nothing for which you get paid very well.
- Unlimited food and drinks at the grad club. Everyone likes open bars.
After that we moved downtown and I basically spent the whole night making fun of my math TA while he alternated between trying to coerce me into hooking up with Norway and uttering things to the effect that "This is going to be a great year."
I'm a little bit intimidated by the fact that half the people in my class already have an MA in econ. Apparently this is a PhD program through-and-through. I probably won't be able to do as much coasting through as I would like, but presumably it will be a good challenge.
And I have an office now. I feel so professional.
While we're on about that
I know it's old news to most of you, havin' been there before, but I only just went to the gem for the first time the other night, and I say that that should be our new place. Haunt. Hangout. Lair. Sort of thing. Good beer, about the same price as the Green Room, that awesome bean dip, and it's like 20 minutes from any/all of the downtown apes' homes. Sam? Would you mind terribly if we were going drinking at your workplace all the time, or would you rather we go eltswhere so you have a change of scenery?Remember me? My name is Sam!
Hey everybody! Sorry I hain'tn't been posting more offen recently, but I just haven't had much to say. But I'm shipping off to Muskoka tomorrow (only for the week), so I figgered I should prolly say something befoore I heads off.Does anyone know about the Bad Dog Theatre? Well, all this week, they're hosting an improv week of many performances, some going on until the wee hours of the morning! I will be unable to attend, as I will be in Muskoka all week, but I strongly advise all of y'all seeking to fill the void left in the absence of Catch23 to check it out. Also, I myself will make the attemp to at least catch the saturday show (after my shift at The Gem) and possibly the Friday show, depending on when I return.
Also, guess who got an A on his summer course! I won't tell you who, but his name rhymes with "Lam Sinton".
Bye, y'all!
Monday, August 21, 2006
Goin' Schadenfreude [updated with linky goodness]
Karma is such a fuckin' beautiful thing. All I can say is, ahahahahahahahahahaha.So, as Ben might remember but most of you probably don't, our friend Jason had a psychotic/stupid/racist/homophobic/delusional ex-girlfriend in high school. For the sake of ungooglability, let me just say that she is interviewd in this story. She's the one who didn't win anything.
I really want to call her up and be like "Hey I'm selling these raffle tickets for school you wanna buy one they're only AHAHAHAHA YOU SUCK" (bah at logins, use bugmenot.com)
What's even more funny is that she told my high school (and it was published) that she got a $6000 scholarship that would be renewed yearly. So either she lied (likely, U of T is pretty fucking stingey) or she fucked that up large (like I said, she was a dumbass).
Ohohohoho thank you probability gods for this gift we have received.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
The Internet makes me happy
After a harrowing 16-month separation, my dear old computer is once again connected to the internet. We had some brief troubles setting up the wireless connection, but all is well now. I didn't really notice how much I missed being able to access the internet at all times, but as soon as that first webpage showed up I was beaming with joy. Beaming like the sun, if it were made of fiery joy instead of fiery gas.I'm all settled into my new apartment, which I absolutely LOVE. It has a HUGE fully-stocked kitchen equipped with gas stove, chest freezer, washer and dryer, and clothesline. There's also an outdoor clothesline, in keeping with my philosophy that you can never have too many clotheslines. In my cupboard there was one of those bobbing-head dogs that holds a bone saying "I wuff you"; this is in keeping with my philosophy that all puns are great.
I also love London. I went walk-exploring yesterday, and run-bike-exploring today. What London may lack in lake-adjacency, it surely makes up for in river-trail-beautiful goodness. And the other student living here coincidentally is in the same program as me. And he's from Norway. And I get free satellite tv/radio. Everything is coming up Milhouse.
Goin' Ape and Giant Lizard
The summer is coming to a close so they are only two more opportunites to see free movies at Yonge-Dundas Square.22 August 8:30 pm Godzilla
29 August 8:00 pm King Kong
I'd rather go see King Kong. In fact, ya know what, I'm making this official.
I am issuing a issuing an OFFICIAL APE EDICT. All members of the Goin' Ape community must attend if they are available. Pretty please?
Start spreading the world.
Double Post
Did you know that Randall Turk is a laywer, Johnny Jew is a pimp and The Heathen Chinee is a poem?Anyway, I'm breaking netiquette and double posting cause of this website. Basically, AOL accidentially leaked all the search records of 658,000 of their users. Interestingly enough the number one search on AOL is... google. Burn.
You can browse the top searchs, look for search phrases or see what brings people to certain sites. This is of course a horrible invaision of privacy (because people type their own names into search engines, you could link them up with whatever awful thing they're searching for). But it's an awesome invaision of privacy cause it's so entertaining.
