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friday favourites 31.08.12

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who else was on twitter thursday night? i mean, was twitter ever that crazy busy? maybe it's just the people i follow, but between the invisible obamas and the talking chairs, it got pretty crazy. the whole "talking chair" incident was a good example of the sort of thing that can only happen in america. for which we're all eternally grateful.

as you might have gleaned from last week's post, i'm about to head off on a one week business trip. normally, business has taken me to such exciting destinations as just outside greensboro, north carolina and the northwest corner of arkansas, but this one... well, this was worth waiting for. tomorrow, i leave for zurich, switzerland. actually, tomorrow i leave for switzerland, period, because i'm going to be spending the next week moving around basically the whole eastern half of the country, which, as it turns out, is significantly easier than moving around the suburbs of most north american cities.

that means that i'll be sparse around these parts for the coming week, but in the meantime, i leave you with...

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

the cat video film festival: probably still better than anything that hit screens this summer.

eat, it, world! this week my city made the world's largest fruit salad!

according to swedes, the swedish chef has a norwegian accent. next they're going to tell us that they don't all run around saying "bork bork bork".

guns don't start 500 acre wildfires. people shooting guns for target practice in utah start 500 acre wildfires.

grumpy old men. with shells.

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

if you're in montreal... the incredibly talented marina malvada will be having an open studio event starting at 3 every day this weekend at 25 st. zotique west. details and images of her paintings [which should really be seen in person] on facebook.

... "prayers for caustic hearts" will take the place of "the caustic lounge" this month at cagibi with dj tyg. it's still a fine time for all with cider, sammiches and sounds.

... the montreal nintendo orkestar, an electronic experimental duo based on exactly what their name implies, will be giving a performance at monastiriki [right next to cagibi!] on sunday, september 9th at 3p.m. i'm personally hoping to fight off my return-trip jet lag with their soothing racket.

if you're in quebec... there's a provincial election on tuesday, so remember to check www.monvote.qc.ca for details on when and where you can vote.

if you're in philedelphia... you should definitely make a point of checking out the opening of "it's your funeral", an exhibition of funerary art.

if you're in berlin... next friday sees the launch of sand, issue 6- an english journal of fiction, poetry and more, whimsically described  by the editors as "where literature meets lasers". readings and music abound and everything will take place at "the old post" which is, literally enough, an old post office. information available on facebook.

musical notes

should i be expecting everyone in switzerland to look like this?



dom of the week

my significant other is on fire! [not literally]. so much so that i'm now giving him his own little section [which is probably going to make him tense, because it seems like i'm putting pressure on him to do things and i totally am because i love watching his video work]. here's his latest!



follow-up and shameless self-promotion

as mentioned, i'll be absent these parts for the next seven days, but upon my return, i promise to drive you twice as crazy, ok?

there will be a caustic lounge happening later in the month, more news on the dates to follow.

in case you missed the update i posted to the original review, i did get a couple of very nice messages from ellis faas cosmetics. you can read about it here.

kitteh of the week

i don't know how i'm going to make it through a week without my adorable furry-faced babies, i really don't.

i mean, just look at them... seth and julia really have the tandem adorable thing down.


have a wonderful week and thank you all for reading!

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