Posts Tagged ‘things new to me’

Song Of The Day

Sunday, June 20th, 2010

And a tip of the hat to my pal Ms. Kira for putting me onto this artist and this tune–I am unsure how I’ve managed to not hear of this guy before, but some money will be changing hands very shortly, I assure you. Yeah, I can add that to my “drinking songs”1 playlist along [...]

You can learn something new every day

Monday, January 4th, 2010

I followed a stay Twitter link today that lead to this short discussion of how to deal with someone acting racist: I found that interesting enough that I spent some time looking at other vlogs from the same dude, which lead me to this one, East Coast Cats and Christopher Street Boys, which I particularly [...]

October 31, 2009 12:05 am

One month from now I will be moving into the new house in Cambridge. The Halifax 31 day countdown is on.

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Quaero mihi similes, et adiungor pravis.

Friday, September 18th, 2009

I spent a lot of time last night looking at translations of Latin and Middle High German poetry. Oh, and listening to what I can only refer to as operatic renditions of the pieces. How did this happen? Well, actually, like many times when I start following a trail of weird connections, it all comes [...]

June 16, 2009 7:52 pm

While I’m mildly interested in the medical issues surrounding tire dust and latex allergies that Peter Montague raises in his piece “Tire Dust“, I’m much more interested in the history of automotive cabals explicitly destroying electric public transit, as that’s something I was previously unfamiliar with (and frankly, from this one source I don’t have enough to know if it’s something that can be tarred with the “conspiracy theory” brush, despite having footnotes ). Certainly the idea that Los Angeles was once a paragon of clean public transit, and ended up how it did by conscious planning, not by chance, is something that I’m going to have to look into.

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November 14, 2008 12:25 am

So, if someone told me I would enjoy reading a short fiction piece entitled Talking To God, I would be skeptical. If they told me it was found on a site entitled “The Ragged Trousered Philosopher“, I might be more inclined to believe them. And I would have been right to do so. Good piece. And I intend to explore the site more fully. (And, to look into the Ragged Trousered Philanthropists as well–the snippets of that at the site, about the Causes of Poverty, are quite interesting.)

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A short break from politics

Thursday, October 16th, 2008

And now, a few observations about things completely unrelated to either North American election: That Wisdom book showed up today. Totally worth the money. It’s been a long time since I bought a “coffee table book”, but if I had a coffee table I’d be proud to leave this out on it. You know where [...]

Things I Did Not Know Last Month

Tuesday, August 26th, 2008

The reason I didn’t know what a rowan tree looks like is, apparently, that I’ve always seen them labelled as either “European Mountain Ash” or “Dogberry” trees. So, rather than being some esoteric European tree, they’re all over the place. This will make my offensive against the malevolent beings much simpler. The oldest joke in [...]

What You Get For Being A Grownup

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

I am the world’s worst homeowner. I never seem to get around to doing the routine maintenance that owning a home entails. Some of this I can get away with because I will pay someone else to do it, and some of it is covered by my awesome wife–for instance, all my neighbours think I [...]

Cursing Music

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

On my recent drive back to Canada, among the many other good things that happened, I had a chance to be reminded why I love Etta James singing Damn Your Eyes so much. Here, you have a listen, and it should be obvious why that is: As I was listening to it, I got to [...]

Now that’s an old school poem

Monday, May 26th, 2008

Here, underneath this little stone, Lies Robert, Earl of Huntingdon. No archer was as he so good, And people called him Robin Hood. Such outlaws as he and his men, Will England never see again. That’s my best shot at updating what may well be Robin Hood’s epitaph to modern English. I love the Internet [...]