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another magnificent octopus

dom is a man of many talents that i appreciate, like putting up with me, but one of his greatest is that he's a creative and thoughtful filmmaker. and just in time for both earth hour and easter, here's a short he's done called "sin". like his previous film "bottom feeder", it features the work of subliminal in all its overdriven, guttural glory.

making faces :: a spring fling recap

well now that i've prosthelytized to all of you about favourites for the spring season, i thought it was only fair to show you that i do put my proverbial money where my mouth is- and where the rest of my face is as well. after all, the photos i've shown might have clearly illustrated that i was wearing the shades i recommended on my nails, but i thought that it would be nice to share a couple of other looks in the spirit of the new season.

of course, no one's saying that you have to spend the next three months wearing neutral pink lips, shell-toned cheeks and green eye shadow, in fact, it would probably be boring if you did. [even my friend kathleen, who is a green freak in every sense of the word, except the one that would mean she were an actual green monster, which she isn't, doesn't wear green all the time.] but i do find that these are a nice option for the time of year and still give a certain level of variety.

this first one was obviously done a while back, …

friday favourites 30.03.12

whew! friday already? and the end of march already? well, as i've mentioned, march and i aren't friends, although we did make a little bit of a truce this year, whereby i agreed to stop blaming it for everything and it agreed not to slowly bleed me to death as it normally does. although i do have to admit that i'm keeping my eye on march as we both edge towards the exit.

i found out recently that april is both national brussels sprout and cabbage month and national irritable bowel syndrome month, which just sounds like people were trying to make things worse for themselves if you ask me. it's also national sexually transmitted diseases month. how could april not be memorable with all that on deck?

at the very least, i'm hoping that the end of march means the end of winter- no more snow, not even the little flurries we had yesterday, no more wind chill factors, it's done. it's been spring for over a week, nature, you've had three months to throw your an…

more like space... radio

after months and probably years of procrastinating, mostly because i can get strangely obstinate about starting projects i don't already know how to do, i am taking the plunge:

behold, readers, the very first more like space radio podcast.

this is obviously going to be of interest to those of you who like to follow my playlists from the caustic lounge, or from my occasional live radio appearances. if you haven't followed those, you can find them by following this link. if that looks like something that might appeal to you, you might want to have an aural gander at "more like space" the radio show.

my aim is to have a one-hour show up approximately once per month, which should be doable, based on what i've managed to figure out thus far. the initial product is perhaps a little rough around the edges and figuring out the process of creating, hosting and publishing a podcast is something that crawled from under the floorboards of hell, but this now that i've ta…

something is coming...

you've been warned...







it is happening again...

making faces :: spring flings [part 4]

having already looked at nails and eyes and lips that radiate spring, it seems only right to give countenance to the cheeks. after all, nothing in beauty is more emblematic of spring than a radiant, flower-petal complexion plumped with the dew of youth and innocence? for those of us who may have squandered our dew and innocence a while back, the gods of beauty have provided us with a way to fake it nicely. here are a few of my choice tools of deception...

nars :: deep throat :: i'll forgive you if the name doesn't exactly conjure up images of sweetness and girlish innocence, but trust me, this is a lifesaver when it comes to wanting to look healthy and natural and like you haven't spent the ten of the last twelve hours proving that you could out-drink a room of seventeen year old boys. it's a natural coral-pink that's very difficult to overdo, which is important if your motor skills are a bit compromised by the previous evening's indulgences.

personally, i find …

santo vs. il caca de toro

it's entirely possible that bullshit is the best thing to happen to rick santorum's campaign since exit polls allowed him to create the underdog narrative that have made the race for the republican nomination a bit more interesting. for one thing, if you google "santorum bullshit", it generates a page full of links to his outburst against a new york times reporter. any politician would jump at the chance to have a google search of his/ her name + bullshit turn up anything but a critical analysis of their record. and this is an especially great victory for santorum, who has been fighting a severe google disadvantage for the entire campaign. bravo.


obviously here at more like space, we've grown kind of fond of "fighting santo" [no, you said you hated him. you said you hated everything about him. you called him "a dangerous, mean-spirited, sanctimonious creep" right on this blog. -ed.], so to hear the hero of social conservatism get all potty-mout…

making faces :: where the wild roses grow [and lots of other things too]

sure roses look lovely and they smell divine [as long as they're "proper" roses and not the chemically-buggered ones you can pick up at the corner store for $6 a dozen], but if you just have them as a pleasant olfactory and visual adornment, you're really not getting the most out of them. for one thing [again, provided you're not dealing with the chemically buggered variety- and yes, "chemically buggered" is my phrase of the day], they're delicious. well, rose water is delicious. you can add it to baking or to beverages for a refreshing sweet taste, or stew the petals in vodka for a wonderful infused flavour. but roses are also amazing for your skin- one of the most amazing ingredients you can find. 
i was excited to find out that select shoppers drug mart/ pharmaprix locations in canada have started carrying the korres skin care line [they're also at sephora, but we don't have one that i can get to frequently in montreal] and have a "…

friday favourites 23.03.12

yes, i have finally come back inside. i've spent the last few days seeing how many aerosol cans i can fire off into the atmosphere so that the rest of spring lives up to the giddy insanity of the last few days. i want my global warming and i want it now!

ok, kidding. besides, i had someone assure me this past week that climate change is a conspiracy by governments to allow them to tax us more. and the polar ice caps are growing as much as they ever have. it's on the internet. so we're all safe.

unfortunately, the unseasonably warm weather is due to end tonight and we're back down to single digits [celsius, not fahrenheit] for the foreseeable future. it was really only a couple of weeks ago when we were getting excited to know that the mercury was staying above the freezing mark during the day, but come on, we're spoiled now. that sort of average performance from our weather just isn't going to excite us anymore. besides, i'm vaguely afraid that it'll s…

f[inding] b[oneheads] and i[nternet newbies]

hey, i know that the u.s. government has a huge debt and that they need to explore a lot of options to increase revenue, but i think that have the director of the fbi running an internet scam is a little bit seedy, even by the standards of an organisation that gets its jollies spying on its own citizens.

nonetheless, just look at what i found in my spam filter today:

THE IMF HAS APPROVED YOUR ATM CARD FOR DELIVERY (FBI)

Attn: Beneficiary,

I am Mr. Robert S.Mueller, The FBI Director; After proper investigations, we discovered that your impending payment that have been withheld by imposters, claiming to be Professor Sanusi Lamido Sanusi (Governor of the Central bank of Nigeria), Mr. Patrick Aziza, Mr. Frank Nweke, None existing officials of the Oceanic Bank of Nigeria and Zenith Bank, UK winning Lottery, Senator David Mark, Andy Lear of Hsbc bank, Coca-Cola winning lottery and among a list of others is now under our custody with the help of the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission (EFC…

making faces :: spring flings [part 3]

i'll admit it up front: i am all about the lips when it comes to makeup. it was years before i figured out you should use more than one colour of eye shadow to do a look and if there is something that dictates what i'm going to wear on my face on a particular day, 95% of the time, it's that i have a lipstick or gloss i'm just dying to try out.

but in spring, it's considered more appropriate to play down the lips, to wear something a little more natural, a little less obvious, a little more demure than you would in other seasons. and in recent years, i have discovered that there is a certain logic to having these sorts of everyday, understated, innocent shades in your lipstick library, whether it's because you work in a conservative environment or you'd like something to plump your pucker before you try explaining to the police why you were doing 115 in a 50 zone. if you're the type of lady who likes to keep an edgy look no matter what predicament you…

tummy pr0n

why am i posting this? i don't know, but there's something about a cat who spends a large portion of his day lying on his back, waiting for people or other cats to come and kiss him that seems to warrant a blog post of its own.








yes, we're probably going to have to put him on a diet, but part of me can't help but be charmed by how proud of his great big belly seth is. it's bigger than he was when we first got him...

this is how i know my friends are smarter than i am

a little while back, i got an encouraging-sounding email from a client i did some writing for a couple of years back, asking if i'd be interested in doing some more work for them, along the same lines, but with a broader range of subjects to work from. it sounded pretty good, up until the point about how there wasn't the budget to be able to pay me this time.

among other things, the email got sort of swept up in the inferno of unbacked-up os reinstallation i went through and so i was never able to respond, but the fact is it sat like a moist blob of leftover food on the humid plate of my inbox for a few days before the great catastrophe, i just hadn't figured out what i wanted to say in response.

i mean, it seemed sort of ridiculous to offer to do something for free that i'd previously done for pay, and it didn't exactly bolster my self-esteem to think that my work was so incredible they thought i should do it for nothing. on the other hand, i do kind of like the i…

the real slut problem

i was watching cnn earlier tonight and saw erin burnett giving her response to being called out on rival network msnbc over backing republicans who equated comments made by comedian and obama super pac donor bill maher with those made by radio talk show host rush limbaugh. predictably, burnett was defensive, repeating that to her, there was no meaningful difference between comments maher has made about conservative politicians like sarah palin and michele bachmann and those made by law student and women's health advocate sandra fluke.

the aftermath of "slut-gate" generally has had me a bit at odds with myself. my knee-jerk reaction is to assume that those who are sounding off about maher, burnett included, are doing so purely out of political interest and wouldn't care if the democrats sacrificed a woman as the climax of their convention. [maybe if she was a virgin, but i digress.] my other knee-jerk reaction is to think that there is a peculiar nastiness in comment…

making faces :: channeling my inner leprechaun

to be honest, while i'm almost entirely of celtic stock, it's more scottish and welsh than irish, but that doesn't mean i don't feel some kinship with the isle of eire, especially on this, their massively successful exported holiday.

in fact, i thought of being all know-it-all and dressing/ making myself up in blue, since that's actually the original colour associated with the day, but the fact is that i think green looks better on me, plus it's more associated with spring in general. so for once, i went with the popular tide. 
i also went kind of bright, since it was a clear, sunny day and i figured it was time to take some bolder favourites out of hibernation. here's what i did:  products used 
face :: marcelle new age foundation "ivory" smashbox high definition liquid concealer "fair/ light"
eyes ::  mac e/s "prized"* [light warm ivory] mac e/s "sweet & punchy"* [shimmery light chartreuse]mac e/s "bio gree…

friday favourites 16.03.12

another friday has come... and is close to going, actually, since i see that it's already dark outside. that said, it hasn't been dark for that long, thanks to the farmers who, because they were bored waiting for the crops to grow and thought it would be hilarious to play a practical joke whereby they got the "townies" to change their clocks twice a year.

of course, this year, i had a new sensation, which was that somehow, i was the one all out of sync because my clocks all knew what to do without me. since all my clocks are computerised to some extent, when i woke up last sunday, they'd already done their thing. i just didn't know it. so i spent an entire day unsure whether i was looking at the correct time or not.

that's my excuse for any time this week i might have seem confused this past week. time change. next week, it'll have to be something else.

but right now, i can tell you what time it is: it's friday favourites time!


good news :: stuff …

making faces :: spring flings [part 2]

yesterday, it snowed. for the next several days, the forecast is calling for temperatures warm enough that i think i might break out sandals for the first time this year. such is march in montreal.

actually, that's normally more like early may in montreal, but this year, mother nature is letting us at least get our toes wet [and warm] a little early. and, like the pre-programmed animal that i am, i have actually found myself reaching for spring green shades more than i have in previous months. 
ok, part of that is probably because green shades go really nicely with red hair. because the colours are opposites [or close to it, since red hair isn't actually red], they make each other look brighter and more intense to the observer. and i like anything that helps me look brighter and more intense. 
but new hair tint aside, green eye shadows do seem like a perfect adornment for spring and there are hundreds of them, many well worth the price. and having shared a few of my favourites…

the continuing adventures of el santo vs. mammon

it just doesn't stop.

i'd pretty much decided that last night was going to be a mundane affair, where the results would likely mirror the polls for the republican nomination campaign: gingrich would win alabama, romney would eke out a victory in mississippi, following the time-honoured canadian tradition of taking advantage of a split opposition vote. there hadn't really been any major hiccoughs to derail things. romney and gingrich parried over grits and polls showed us some other things about the south that confirmed most of our worst fears about that area of the world. [forget gay marriage, mississippians still struggle with the debate over interracial marriage.] although rick santorum had scored an outrageously skewed win in kansas over the weekend, the consensus was that his competitors gave that one to him, because they were busy fighting in the "real" battle along the gulf. things moved lazily, like a southern summer breeze and when wolf blitzer did his &q…

follicle follies :: to all the hair i've had before

the fact that i recently changed my hair in a way that surprised even me got me to thinking about just how often i change my hair in general. i've been dyeing it somewhat regularly since i was about fifteen, but i have paused from time to time, either because i couldn't be bothered or because... well usually just because i couldn't be bothered, actually.

the most recent time when i abandoned the fine art of dyeing was actually the only extended period of my life where i tried handing over my colouring to a professional, which is not the same as having natural hair, but is a lot different than doing it yourself, which is what i've done generally. i had a base colour and highlights, which would cost a lot of money and look more or less like what i think my natural hair colour looks like anyway. it also took hours of work because at the time i had metric areseloads of hair. [dom hates this look on me.]

salon colourists are masters of subtlety and since i shared the fact t…