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friday favourites 24.08.12

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i woke up with a cough this morning. this isn't a completely unheard of thing, since i have a mild form of asthma, but this one sounded worse than usual. i woke dom up with my horrific noises, which i don't feel bad about since he couldn't sleep last night and woke me up watching some sort of kung fu zombie cannibal thing, because that's his way of dealing with insomnia. [i draw cartoons.]

he made the appropriate sort of sympathetic sounds, although i can't really say they took the form of words, so he might have been telling me to get bent for all i know. in fact, the very first thing i'm absolutely certain he said was "you know there's a whooping cough epidemic in quebec right now?"

well no, sunshine, i didn't know that, but thanks for sharing that tidbit that is now going to ruin the day of everyone i know, because every time anyone asks me if i have a cold or allergies, i'm going to respond by telling them that there's a whooping cough epidemic, since that's all i'll be capable of thinking about.

so right now in the montreal area, there are women who are probably refusing to kiss their children goodnight because they think some broad at the office hacked her whooping cough all over them. in no way is any of this my fault, you understand.

i'm sincerely hoping that i don't get sick over the weekend, because i have stuff i have to get done and if i'm sick, it's going to make that stuff really unpleasant.

before i got the whooping cough [you did not get the whooping cough! -ed.], the week was actually... kinda busy. i feel like i didn't have a lot of time for "me" stuff, which has perhaps left me a little edgy and a little bit more prone to thinking that i have some horrible contagious disease. but here are a few things that made it better...

good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet

there is a national hobo convention. now i know what i'm doing on vacation next summer. [irony points: i saw this article the day after watching the episode of "storage wars" that talks about tramp art.]

you mean you've never gotten caught half-naked in a lab drunk and liberating monkeys?

apparently giving up cannibalism carries a danger of massive weight gain.

anatomically correct macaron innards. because someone associated with this blog has a birthday coming up in about a month...

goings on :: things you can [and should] participate in

if you're in montreal... it's the mini maker faire! what can i say? lots of terribly, nerdily cool stuff under one roof. unfortunately, the roof is that of the olympic stadium, so it might collapse, but someone will probably manage to figure out how to rebuild it with napkins and sporks or something. twelves bones gets you admission saturday and sunday. children under 10 are free. [meaning they get in free, not that they're being given away... although it's possible.]

if you're in quebec... advance polls for the provincial election are this weekend. you can find out where to vote by visiting the mon vote web site. you should also take a moment to check out their harrowing, david fincher-esque ad campaign. vote or kevin spacey will deliver your head in a box to your loved ones.

musical notes

this is becoming impressively frequent, but here's another video that dom did to accompany a piece by navicon torture technologies. i hate to pick favourites, but if i did, this might be it...



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

this might actually qualify as self-demotion, but i just wanted to let you know that the caustic lounge this month will actually not be happening until later in september. we're switching nights in september with the multi-talented dj tyg, and it's all my fault. a business trip will actually be taking me out of the country for the first week in september, so i'll not be anywhere near montreal. but we still have this week to spend together...

i did get my paws on the freshly released "under pressure" single from subliminal, which features a short poem by yours truly as the back cover artwork and a track inspired by it ["divisor"]. distributors are selling their copies now, but find it quickly, as it's strictly limited to 500 copies. enjoy!

apparently, you all find my neighbours' garbage just as interesting as i do, since the most-viewed post of the week was my little photo collection of stuff i found in the basement.

for those of you who are a little more inclined towards the cosmetical, i should have reviews of a few items from the guerlain and chanel fall collections this week.

kitteh of the week

being a parent, whether your babies are fleshy or furry, means noticing little things that make your heart flutter when you look at your kids. for instance, i've always thought it was completely adorable that not only does julia have a distinctive grey spot on her chin, but that even the skin underneath it, right up to and including her lip, is grey. observe:



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