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bloggery gone awry: October 2005
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Friday, October 21, 2005. I new this day would come. the server hosting the images for my blog template has done away with them and thus, this blog looks like garbagio. It sits now in limbo not because I am too lazy to fix it, but because I am too busy to fix it. Moreover, it's about time that I start with the annual fees to get my own domain and private webspace. 2006 will see some changes. Processed for posting at 4:17 PM 0 comments. Sunday, October 02, 2005. Slippery pink pans cause and cure Cancer?
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bloggery gone awry: November 2005
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005. Meh, it still works and I can still type. so why not? Ok, the this blog is not looking very good any more, but I can still post. meh. Lots has been going on lately: I've moved, started a fantastic new job and am anxious to start 2006! I have to admit that the Eastern Standard is quickly becoming my foe. On the way home from work today I've realized that it has been more than two weeks since I have been at home during daylight hours! Congratulations to Petri and Justyna!
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bloggery gone awry: December 2004
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Tuesday, December 28, 2004. Hum, it seems like time allotment for Christmas gets shorter and shorter every year. A few more days and it'll back to the daily grind. Mostly my fault really should have put family gift ideas in my head earlier in the year and saved the few days before Christmas relaxing and wrapping instead of fretting and shopping. Processed for posting at 1:12 PM 0 comments. Monday, December 20, 2004. It works better than we thought. Ronda’s cooking was spectacular, as always, and the spre...
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bloggery gone awry: August 2006
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Friday, August 25, 2006. Wow Here it is. Pages upon pages of high quality infographics for all of you voyeuristic Canadians! Poking our nose over the border to watch all those Yankees is somewhat of a national sport. Watching their newsfeeds, reading their magazines and following their gossip. I'm still not quite sure if it's an attempt to figure them out or to fodder our distain. ;). Although it's a bit out of date, Richard Saul Wurman's U. To the federal debt. Processed for posting at 1:06 AM 0 comments.
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bloggery gone awry: February 2005
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Saturday, February 26, 2005. This has been the first time that I've attended a lecture and they've handed out some blog fodder - a whole CD of cool pics from Expo '67. .sweet. After much discussion, it was decided that this chair was never part of any Expo exhibit (as some may claim). Mind you, it's still a good example of Canadian design of the late 60's - which was the topic of Paul Bourassa's discussion. Better yet is the great display about Clarion's "Stereo Party" marketing strategy. And I realize t...
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bloggery gone awry: August 2005
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Thursday, August 18, 2005. Maybe there is a point to all this. As much fun as it is to speak your mind or defend your point of view, I sometimes wonder if it’s worth the research to form an educated argument when responding to some of the online forums and blogs that I read. Now that I’ve had my 15 minutes I suppose I can move on with my life. Processed for posting at 5:39 PM 2 comments. Yeah, I'm curious. Only 3 ppl will even read anything I write this yr - u a star. Wednesday, August 10, 2005.
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bloggery gone awry: April 2006
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006. Generally I do not follow that whole "Step on a crack and break your mother's back" doctrine; however, I did notice today that my strides are a perfect match for the side walk tiles on the McKenzie King Bridge beside the NAC and over the Canal. One step per tile, no more no less. Processed for posting at 10:47 PM 0 comments. In November. The second is an annual TV Turnoff Week. That began on Monday. Thinking about how keen I used to be to Buy Nothing. And Turn Off TV. No one si...
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bloggery gone awry: June 2006
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Wednesday, June 14, 2006. Monkey Say, Monkey Do. I was not happy to see. News story today. Apparently the US Congress approved funding for the research and creation of a new nuclear warhead. what was that about Iran. Processed for posting at 10:15 PM 0 comments. Went on a date with Lisa Loeb in Kingston last weekend. Enjoyed a great meal at the chien noir before a chilly walk past Tom's Shoe Repair. Used to hang out. Processed for posting at 9:35 PM 1 comments.
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bloggery gone awry: January 2006
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Tuesday, January 17, 2006. Fur on Men and Women. Taking the bus during rush hour today, there was a huge hooded puffy. Quilt of a dozen dead raccoons being worn by someone who was blocking. The doors. It was only after I said "excuse me please, Miss" that I. Realized it was on the shoulders of a 40 something business executive. Who was obviously upset that I mistook his expensive status symbol for. Something that you'd find in the woman's aisle at The Bay. I was glad. Me off the bus. Thanks for the comme...
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bloggery gone awry: March 2005
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Saturday, March 26, 2005. I'm just so bored of wasting my time. Short procrastination before I eat supper and get back to work. My mood today has me listening to the latest album from The Stills. Apparently, they’re working on a new album in the next city over. For now, Track 4 on Logic Will Break Your Heart. Will do just fine. Aaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh. After half an hour of disappointment, I realized that I could probably just mix some honey and garlic together. Doh! Processed for posting at 5:15 PM 2 comments.
