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friday favourites 01.03.13

image of the week
ok. this is it. it's march. march is not my friend. march hates me. march has hated me for lo these many years. march is long and angry and it is a liar, because despite the fact that it claims to introduce spring, it usually means snowstorms and high winds. but in general, march just hates me for no reason. it has stranded me in the airport in bangor maine four times. it has magically eliminated by job through restructuring twice. it has sprained my wrist, elbow and shoulder in one shot. it has seen painful break-ups, deaths in the family, panic, ruin, damnation... ok, i'm getting carried away with me, but put it this way: march is not and has never been a good time for me. 

here are a few choice tidbits from my horoscope for the coming month, courtesy of the normally positive and optimistic susan miller...

"Tasks are building on your desk, and at times you may feel a bit overwhelmed with all you have to do."
"Have contingency plans."
"You won't be able to get things precisely your way this month, for the balance of power is shifting away from you toward others, temporarily."
"This day, March 22, will not be easy."
"You have a difficult full moon coming up, March 27"
"Things are about to get a bit harder before they get easier. The hardest full moon of 2013 will arrive in Libra, March 27, but will influence the entire week, from March 23 to April 1."
"you may feel attacked from a competitor or someone who wants to paint you in a bad light"
"Pluto, in your family and home sector, will bring difficulties too"
"There may be several areas of concern."

clearly, it's a good thing that there will be five fridays in march, so that i have plenty of time to think about...

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

the scientific explanation of why you don't like anne hathaway.

girls gone bankrupt [not morally]

turns out the gateway to male liberation is actually the back door.

although i am against animal testing, i am really grossed out by slugs and snails. so i'm not sure how i feel about this new skin care craze.

quote of the week
"I certainly have no sympathy for child molesters, but I do have some grave doubts about putting people in jail because of their taste in pictures" 
- conservative media pundit and former strategist for prime minister stephen harper tom flanagan on laws regarding the viewing of child pornography
[yeah, i talked about it in my last post, but it bears repeating] 

goings on :: stuff you can [and should] do this week

i haven't really been including these listings lately, because honestly, i've felt like i haven't seen that much going on that hasn't been promoted here a million times before. but i'd be remiss if i didn't mention that

if you're in montreal... it's motherf**king nuit blanche, art freaks! ok, i admit, nuit blanche has lost some of its lustre in these parts. rather than being about fun, weird art experiences in the middle of the night, it's about high school students having an excuse to tell their parents that they'll be out and drinking vodka coolers on the metro. and i'm not even going to get into the fact that almost everything closes at three. toronto always had stuff going until at least 6a.m., yo. but it is possible to capture some of the whimsy and artistic fantasy if you want. and it is kind of cool that the city runs the metro all night. so represent!

but get caught up on your sleep by mid-week because on wednesday march 6th it's the motherf**king two year anniversary of the caustic lounge, biatches!!! i can hardly believe it myself, but this wednesday marks two years that mr. dna and i have been doing our once a month appearance at le cagibi and it's guaranteed that the songs and suds will flow freely from 9p.m. to midnight. actually, if history is any indicator, there's a chance that there will be flowing after midnight, but you didn't hear that from me.

musical notes

a new video that dom did for ourebouros, a band featuring two of the original members of orphx that sounds nothing like orphx. 

Oureboros ‎-- Dissolving In Light from F Squared Media on Vimeo.

follow-up and shameless self-promotion

leave it to the national post to take on the seemingly impossible task of defending tom flanagan. aside from saying that the man might have a point about viewing child porn being harmful to no one [ignoring research that indicates that producers and consumers are often the same], they also think that singling out these particular comments threatens to overshadow his long career of standing up to people fighting for things like first nations' rights. in his defence, the writer notes that flanagan has written books. because no bad person in history has ever written books. 

that was too easy
slightly more obscurity points
i'd also like to say a big thanks to everyone who read and shared my piece on this year's academy awards and host seth macfarlane. to date, it's the most read post i've done this year, which is sort of astonishing, because it was kinda long. your attention is much appreciated. 

kitteh of the week

well, we've seen photos of our little- very little- lady a lot recently [more if you follow me on instagram, which you absolutely should feel welcome to do], so i thought it was time to shine the spotlight on another furry friend...


is there anything as pretty as siamese blue eyes? 

thanks very much for reading! 

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jihadvertising?

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am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

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