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friday favourites 03.05.13

might have to start retitling these posts "saturday slam-dunks"...
image of the week

i have just realised that when i don't really have anything to complain about, it's very difficult for me to write blog posts. that right there tells you everything you need to know about the inner workings of my mind; even in a segment called "friday favourites", which is supposed to serve as a distraction from negativity, i feel the need to lead with bad news. except that this week... the weather has been lovely. the pace at work has been completely reasonable. ok, i'll be honest, now i'm just sitting here trying to think of things to complain about.

welcome to my stream of consciousness.

sadly, i'm one of those people who, when she feels at ease, will actually pause to think of things she should worry about. i'm loads of fun at a party, as you can probably imagine. also as you can probably imagine, i don't get invited to many parties.

so now that i've saturated this post with adequate negative sentiment, let's roll out...

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

apparently irving corporation is now the most highly valued artist in the world, thanks to the canadian government.

cia weapons of the cold war included poison, bombs and abstract art.

israel's weapons against iran include covert killers and sorcery.

your laziness about going to get groceries could be a boon for the environment. [via mefi]

quote of the week

Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.-Anton Chekov 

musical notes

here's a video [one that dom did a few months back] by local talen eric boivin. he'll be performing tomorrow at the casa del popolo and, it'll make a lovely epilogue to the elektra festival this weekend.

Eric Boivin – Radiosignal from F Squared Media on Vimeo.

follow-up and shameless self-promotion

don't forget that it's the last day to enter the ellis faas/ saskatchewan fashion week contest i wrote about. details can be found here!

i've received several questions about the conversion gala screening that's happening on june 29th, so just to clear things up: 

there is no cover charge. we will be passing the hat for donations, but this is strictly optional. if for some reason you won't be able to make it [like you live in antarctica and your job is to make sure that the world keeps spinning and your partners were eaten by wild ice voles], you could always make a donation via this page. 

one night only means just that. it doesn't mean that it will be available on dvd or via other means afterward, so if you want to see the film, june 29th is it. 

the theatre is located in the north building of the art gallery at street level. there is a sign on the front of the building. 

if it looks like capacity is going to be a problem, we will contact everyone who has signed up to attend on the facebook page to let them no. at the moment, there's still no problem. if you don't want to use facebook, but would like to attend, please send me an email. 

i'm also very happy to announce that there is a new edition of "interference", my short story collection, available thanks to u.k. publisher oneiros books. much love to them for helping market my little tales of woe and for all the support they've given. 

kitteh of the week

there is perhaps nothing so endearing as the sight of wild-growing toe fluff...


the source on my image of the week is apparently here, but i don't think it's available anymore. so sad...

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