The Olympics, a few words...
In the spirit of athleticism, I spent most of the last four days on the couch watching the Olympics. Too bad I had to go back to work. Well, there was a break long enough for a trip to the theatre to see Up in the Air.
Thank God we got a gold medal. I was sick of hearing that we had never won on home soil. It was as if that was all the reporters could find to talk about. The media kind of sucks, when you think about it. The media pumps up medal hopes to a point of hysteria. How is that fair to the athletes? You would have thought that gold in the men's downhill and men's 500m speed skating were guaranteed. Give it a rest.
And, a word to Brian Williams about math. He suggested that Canada has gone 33 years (or so) without winning a gold. That is stupid. The Olympics have not been running continuously in Canada since 1976.
What else? Dale Begg-Smith is a loser, a loser who made a fortune creating malware that might have infected your computer. I have never seen someone so upset with a silver medal. What a suck. Stay in Australia.
More later.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Trip Recap, Part 5
Skipping ahead to Zurich, here's something you would never see in Toronto: a bar under a freeway. It worked. It's really difficult to explain why this worked and I am not sure how such a thing would be received in Toronto. I tried to imagine such a place under the Gardiner, and I couldn't.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
A Look at my CD Collection, part 7: Aidan Baker, including ARC
Several years ago, I picked up a copy of ARC's Feral and was really impressed. Later, I made sure that I checked them out when they played at C'est What? (on August 19th, 2003). My CD collection contains:
A couple of these were free downloads. It's Thursday, but it really feels like Friday because I am taking tomorrow off and Monday is Family Day, so I am looking ahead to a four day weekend. What I am trying to say is that I have not the energy to try to describe the music. Also, I just got back from an hour of lunchtime yoga, and I feel all bendy and relaxed. My fingers are not responding well to the task of typing. But, here is a good review of Feral.
Baker likes to use looping techniques on various instruments, notably the guitar, but also the flute, for example. If you like this kind of treatment, you might like it, but this is not the kind of music you would sing along to or dance around the bedroom to while putting away laundry. It's more complex than that.
Oddly, everyone I spoke to at the Ambient Ping that evening assumed that I was a musician. I am not sure why. Perhaps ARC is musicians' music or perhaps it's that musicians seem to have more of an open mind when it comes to music than your average iTunes shopper. It really kills me, as I have often said, that people only want to buy a song or two from a CD. I have always been an album man. If there are only one or two good songs on an album, I wouldn't buy it. I still listen to albums, rather than songs, but I do occasionally put the iPod on shuffle to see what kind of magic might happen.
Why, just yesterday as I was walking with the iPod, I heard European Son by the Velvet Underground followed by Bowie's Queen Bitch and then Bauhaus covering Bowie's Ziggy Stardust. That was quite the playlist. Sometimes, the shuffle seems to be possessed and every other song is from the same artist, which is odd.
Baker is a poet too, and has published a few volumes. I am not familiar with his writing. He has an extensive discography. Check out his Wikipedia entry for those details.
Happy Friday and have a good weekend.
Several years ago, I picked up a copy of ARC's Feral and was really impressed. Later, I made sure that I checked them out when they played at C'est What? (on August 19th, 2003). My CD collection contains:
ARC/Aidan Baker - Repercussion (Piehead Records 2002 Series – Volume 1)
ARC - Feral
Aidan Baker - Concretion
Aidan Baker - Cicatrice
Aidan Baker - Within the Final Circle
Aidan Baker - Ichneumon
Aidan Baker - Tense Surfaces
Aidan Baker - Dance of Lonely Molecules
A couple of these were free downloads. It's Thursday, but it really feels like Friday because I am taking tomorrow off and Monday is Family Day, so I am looking ahead to a four day weekend. What I am trying to say is that I have not the energy to try to describe the music. Also, I just got back from an hour of lunchtime yoga, and I feel all bendy and relaxed. My fingers are not responding well to the task of typing. But, here is a good review of Feral.
Baker likes to use looping techniques on various instruments, notably the guitar, but also the flute, for example. If you like this kind of treatment, you might like it, but this is not the kind of music you would sing along to or dance around the bedroom to while putting away laundry. It's more complex than that.
Oddly, everyone I spoke to at the Ambient Ping that evening assumed that I was a musician. I am not sure why. Perhaps ARC is musicians' music or perhaps it's that musicians seem to have more of an open mind when it comes to music than your average iTunes shopper. It really kills me, as I have often said, that people only want to buy a song or two from a CD. I have always been an album man. If there are only one or two good songs on an album, I wouldn't buy it. I still listen to albums, rather than songs, but I do occasionally put the iPod on shuffle to see what kind of magic might happen.
Why, just yesterday as I was walking with the iPod, I heard European Son by the Velvet Underground followed by Bowie's Queen Bitch and then Bauhaus covering Bowie's Ziggy Stardust. That was quite the playlist. Sometimes, the shuffle seems to be possessed and every other song is from the same artist, which is odd.
Baker is a poet too, and has published a few volumes. I am not familiar with his writing. He has an extensive discography. Check out his Wikipedia entry for those details.
Happy Friday and have a good weekend.
Monday, February 08, 2010
ZF's Perfect Frittata Recipe
The perfect frittata starts with a chicken. Oh, and if you don't have any idea what a frittata is, let me enlighten you. It's evidently of Italian origin and normally made with eggs and chopped vegetables or meat. It's probably best just to look up a few recipes, and then try this one as it is the best one.
So, as I was saying, the perfect frittata recipe commences with a chicken. So, first you buy a nice chicken and take it home. You will want a dead chicken, unless you are fond of killing things. Slather some olive oil and sea salt on the chicken and set the bird aside. (If you have a preferred chicken recipe, please follow it. Alert: don't put potatoes in with your chicken because they don't belong there. If you really want potatoes, roast them in a separate pan. And, for the love of God, don't put plain white potatoes in the frittata!).
Step two: cut up lots vegetables. And, by this I mean parsnips (remember to cut out the woody cores), carrots, sweet potatoes (yams), one or two onions, and squash. Alert: please use butternut squash. Most other types of squash are inferior.
Put the vegetables in a large roasting pan. Remember I said to cut up lots of vegetables? We need extra for part two of the recipe, so cut up lots and use a large roasting pan. I use a pan large enough for a turkey or a medium penguin. Throw in the vegetables along with sea salt and olive oil.
I like to give the vegetables a head start, so pop them into the oven for ten minutes or so at 375 and then throw the bird on top and cook until done. When I was a younger man, I hated recipes that said "cook until done." How the hell are you supposed to know what that means if you have never cooked before? I am so over that now, so I can say things like "cook until done" and laugh at those who have no idea what it means.
Now, eat your chicken and vegetables, but remember that we have to save some for the frittata that you will make the next day.
After dinner, go to bed. Well, I suppose that you will have to clean up the kitchen first, and put the leftovers in the fridge. Get out of bed the next day. Now, you can either have the frittata for breakfast, brunch, lunch, or dinner. Yes, it is that versatile. If you are having it for breakfast or brunch, start making it when you get out of bed. Otherwise, cook up some bacon and eggs for breakfast and do this later.
OK, so here is the recipe.
Chop up some bacon. Use half a package or a third of a package. This all depends on how many leftover vegetables you have and how big of a frittata you plan to make. Throw the pieces of bacon into a cast iron pan and cook until crisp. Once crisp, remove from pan and place the bacon on a paper towel.
Retain some or all of the bacon grease in the pan and add a sliced onion and garlic. When these have partially cooked, add a zucchini (cut in rounds) and a red or orange or yellow pepper (cut in slices). Alert: please do not use green peppers. This is an inferior pepper. And, remember a green bell pepper is simply an immature red pepper. It's like eating a green banana. You want a ripe red bell pepper or its luscious cousins, the yellow or the orange. Oh, and you could add broccoli, but I only do that if I have no zucchini. It's OK, but I think it's not as good as using a zucchini. You could also use asparagus.
Once the vegetables are nicely on their way, add the leftover vegetables from the chicken. Stir it up and let it all warm through. Beat some eggs in a bowl. The size of your pan and the amount of vegetables will determine the number of eggs. It could be 5, 6, or 7 or more. Don't include the shells. Add a bit of milk (soy milk, please) and some pepper. You won't need any salt.
Pour this over the contents of the pan. You may find that you will need an extra egg. If so, beat one up and pour it in. It's probably best to cover the pan with a lid to help it cook through the middle. When it looks cooked on top, just stick a knife in to make sure you don't have any gooey egginess inside.
Now, you will stick the pan under the broiler in your oven. I put in in for a short time, and then sprinkle the bacon over the top. Some of you people who are addicted to cheese may want to add the congealed breast milk of a hairy 2000 pound animal, or even parmesan. Feel free to ruin it, but I would prefer if you didn't. Don't burn it.
Cut it and serve it, perhaps with a salad on the side, if this is a lunch menu item.
And, there you have an easy recipe.
By the way, you can use the leftover chicken in any number of ways. I like to make chicken salad. Mmmmn, mayo...
The perfect frittata starts with a chicken. Oh, and if you don't have any idea what a frittata is, let me enlighten you. It's evidently of Italian origin and normally made with eggs and chopped vegetables or meat. It's probably best just to look up a few recipes, and then try this one as it is the best one.
So, as I was saying, the perfect frittata recipe commences with a chicken. So, first you buy a nice chicken and take it home. You will want a dead chicken, unless you are fond of killing things. Slather some olive oil and sea salt on the chicken and set the bird aside. (If you have a preferred chicken recipe, please follow it. Alert: don't put potatoes in with your chicken because they don't belong there. If you really want potatoes, roast them in a separate pan. And, for the love of God, don't put plain white potatoes in the frittata!).
Step two: cut up lots vegetables. And, by this I mean parsnips (remember to cut out the woody cores), carrots, sweet potatoes (yams), one or two onions, and squash. Alert: please use butternut squash. Most other types of squash are inferior.
Put the vegetables in a large roasting pan. Remember I said to cut up lots of vegetables? We need extra for part two of the recipe, so cut up lots and use a large roasting pan. I use a pan large enough for a turkey or a medium penguin. Throw in the vegetables along with sea salt and olive oil.
I like to give the vegetables a head start, so pop them into the oven for ten minutes or so at 375 and then throw the bird on top and cook until done. When I was a younger man, I hated recipes that said "cook until done." How the hell are you supposed to know what that means if you have never cooked before? I am so over that now, so I can say things like "cook until done" and laugh at those who have no idea what it means.
Now, eat your chicken and vegetables, but remember that we have to save some for the frittata that you will make the next day.
After dinner, go to bed. Well, I suppose that you will have to clean up the kitchen first, and put the leftovers in the fridge. Get out of bed the next day. Now, you can either have the frittata for breakfast, brunch, lunch, or dinner. Yes, it is that versatile. If you are having it for breakfast or brunch, start making it when you get out of bed. Otherwise, cook up some bacon and eggs for breakfast and do this later.
OK, so here is the recipe.
Chop up some bacon. Use half a package or a third of a package. This all depends on how many leftover vegetables you have and how big of a frittata you plan to make. Throw the pieces of bacon into a cast iron pan and cook until crisp. Once crisp, remove from pan and place the bacon on a paper towel.
Retain some or all of the bacon grease in the pan and add a sliced onion and garlic. When these have partially cooked, add a zucchini (cut in rounds) and a red or orange or yellow pepper (cut in slices). Alert: please do not use green peppers. This is an inferior pepper. And, remember a green bell pepper is simply an immature red pepper. It's like eating a green banana. You want a ripe red bell pepper or its luscious cousins, the yellow or the orange. Oh, and you could add broccoli, but I only do that if I have no zucchini. It's OK, but I think it's not as good as using a zucchini. You could also use asparagus.
Once the vegetables are nicely on their way, add the leftover vegetables from the chicken. Stir it up and let it all warm through. Beat some eggs in a bowl. The size of your pan and the amount of vegetables will determine the number of eggs. It could be 5, 6, or 7 or more. Don't include the shells. Add a bit of milk (soy milk, please) and some pepper. You won't need any salt.
Pour this over the contents of the pan. You may find that you will need an extra egg. If so, beat one up and pour it in. It's probably best to cover the pan with a lid to help it cook through the middle. When it looks cooked on top, just stick a knife in to make sure you don't have any gooey egginess inside.
Now, you will stick the pan under the broiler in your oven. I put in in for a short time, and then sprinkle the bacon over the top. Some of you people who are addicted to cheese may want to add the congealed breast milk of a hairy 2000 pound animal, or even parmesan. Feel free to ruin it, but I would prefer if you didn't. Don't burn it.
Cut it and serve it, perhaps with a salad on the side, if this is a lunch menu item.
And, there you have an easy recipe.
By the way, you can use the leftover chicken in any number of ways. I like to make chicken salad. Mmmmn, mayo...
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Blogger Fail
Well, you know when you have failed as a blogger when you receive email like this:
Well, you know when you have failed as a blogger when you receive email like this:
More importantly, what has happened to your blog? It used to be hip (like the Simpsons) now it's not (like the Simpsons). Perhaps you can inject some life into it by writing entries under a series of "guest contributers" such as "Lionel the 30-Year Old Bedwetter" or "The Fetus." Just a suggestion.I am not sure about writing guest entries myself, but I'd be happy to entertain posts from guest contributors. Send them on.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Be Careful what you Ask for
The temperature in my office soared to a crazy 80.6 degrees after hovering around 61 degrees for weeks. This, after it was fixed, and fixed a bit too well, if you ask me. Still, I'd rather work in the 80s than the 60s. I couldn't really type with cold hands, but in this heat, I am all limber, but craving a piña colada and wondering where my sandals are.
After leaving my office door open, and permitting some of the heat to flow out, it drops a bit, but it is still a bit too hot. I'd hate to complain, and be thrust back into the ice age.
On the downside, the high temperatures force me to remember to put my lunch in the fridge, something I normally forgot to do, but with such cool temperatures, it mattered not.
Oh, and I think (as I crack a yawn) that the warm temps are causing me to tire more quickly that when it was cold. I need to create space under my desk to sleep, like George Costanza. That would be sweet.
The temperature in my office soared to a crazy 80.6 degrees after hovering around 61 degrees for weeks. This, after it was fixed, and fixed a bit too well, if you ask me. Still, I'd rather work in the 80s than the 60s. I couldn't really type with cold hands, but in this heat, I am all limber, but craving a piña colada and wondering where my sandals are.
After leaving my office door open, and permitting some of the heat to flow out, it drops a bit, but it is still a bit too hot. I'd hate to complain, and be thrust back into the ice age.
On the downside, the high temperatures force me to remember to put my lunch in the fridge, something I normally forgot to do, but with such cool temperatures, it mattered not.
Oh, and I think (as I crack a yawn) that the warm temps are causing me to tire more quickly that when it was cold. I need to create space under my desk to sleep, like George Costanza. That would be sweet.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Heat!
Finally, I have heat! My office has been cold, very cold, as cold as 60 degrees, necessitating the wearing of a fleece. It was so cold, I had difficulty typing. I hated coming back to my office, preferring to stay wherever was warmer, like my bed. But, finally, after some visits from the folks who are supposed to fix things, it is fixed.
The dude climbed into the ceiling and noted that the vent to my office was closed. He opened it and I can actually feel the heat coming in. It is so nice. Of course, if it gets too warm (unlikely in this brutal building), I might need a nap. Wait, I need a nap anyway, owing to the difficulty I had in sleeping last night.
I am generally a good sleeper, taking no longer than a few minutes to fall asleep. But, last night, the hours ticked away and nothing. I hate it when that happens. So, I am yawning. In fact, I am yawning while I type this, but at least I am warmer. No more long underwear in my office!
Finally, I have heat! My office has been cold, very cold, as cold as 60 degrees, necessitating the wearing of a fleece. It was so cold, I had difficulty typing. I hated coming back to my office, preferring to stay wherever was warmer, like my bed. But, finally, after some visits from the folks who are supposed to fix things, it is fixed.
The dude climbed into the ceiling and noted that the vent to my office was closed. He opened it and I can actually feel the heat coming in. It is so nice. Of course, if it gets too warm (unlikely in this brutal building), I might need a nap. Wait, I need a nap anyway, owing to the difficulty I had in sleeping last night.
I am generally a good sleeper, taking no longer than a few minutes to fall asleep. But, last night, the hours ticked away and nothing. I hate it when that happens. So, I am yawning. In fact, I am yawning while I type this, but at least I am warmer. No more long underwear in my office!
Monday, January 11, 2010
A Dream
Last night, I had a dream that I was hangin' out with David Bowie. I am not sure if we were friends, but I was in his house, helping myself to beverages from his fridge, which had doors at both front and back, I gather so that nothing got lost in the recesses of the appliance. And, the fridge was situated in such as way so that you could approach it from two sides. Talk about conveniences.
After eying a nice, cool drink, I suddenly was only able to find small cold medicine vials and other things that appeared to be homeopathic substances. I never did find my drink, and then Iman came into the kitchen and I decided to find out where David went.
The end.
Last night, I had a dream that I was hangin' out with David Bowie. I am not sure if we were friends, but I was in his house, helping myself to beverages from his fridge, which had doors at both front and back, I gather so that nothing got lost in the recesses of the appliance. And, the fridge was situated in such as way so that you could approach it from two sides. Talk about conveniences.
After eying a nice, cool drink, I suddenly was only able to find small cold medicine vials and other things that appeared to be homeopathic substances. I never did find my drink, and then Iman came into the kitchen and I decided to find out where David went.
The end.
WTF?
At lunch, I stood in line behind a youngish-looking university student as she paid for her $1.00 can of pop. I have yet to understand why people drink diet pop (or even regular pop for that mater).
I considered that topic for a moment and was then stunned as I watched her pay for her purchase. After tax, she was looking at a massive $1.13 bill. Out came the debit card.
Seriously? She used a debit card to pay for $1.13! I never use any kind of plastic if it's under $10. I bet her transaction fee was 50 cents. For a brief moment, I considered paying for her drink, but that feeling of chivalry (or whatever it was) passed quickly.
This was on my way back from checking out some lingering sales. I am in a clothing crisis and really need to add to my wardrobe in a bad way. I am not done yet, though I picked up two shirts and two pairs of pants.
At lunch, I stood in line behind a youngish-looking university student as she paid for her $1.00 can of pop. I have yet to understand why people drink diet pop (or even regular pop for that mater).
I considered that topic for a moment and was then stunned as I watched her pay for her purchase. After tax, she was looking at a massive $1.13 bill. Out came the debit card.
Seriously? She used a debit card to pay for $1.13! I never use any kind of plastic if it's under $10. I bet her transaction fee was 50 cents. For a brief moment, I considered paying for her drink, but that feeling of chivalry (or whatever it was) passed quickly.
This was on my way back from checking out some lingering sales. I am in a clothing crisis and really need to add to my wardrobe in a bad way. I am not done yet, though I picked up two shirts and two pairs of pants.
Friday, January 08, 2010
On Books and Trophies
My bookcases are overflowing. I have boxes of books in a closet that I have not unpacked since the last move because I have no shelf space for them. I acquire new books frequently. I may have finally figured out why I have so many books.
While watching Dexter the other day, I was hit with an interesting insight, which may or may not be original. Dex finds his way into a serial killer's house and notes the killer's collection of trophies. These were award plaques hanging on a wall for various projects he had undertaken that correspond with and commemorate his kills. If you watch Dexter, you will know that Dex has his own collection of trophies. I thought about that while thinking about the Kindle and book piracy and music downloading.
I have zero interest in the Kindle or any other eBook reader. To me, an eBook reader is about as exciting as a lump of coal. I have always loved the tactile experience of reading: turning the pages, holding the book, appreciating the design, deciding if the font is a good choice, touching the paper. Much of that disappears when a book is transformed into ones and zeros. I think that sucks and it could well mean that the end of the world is upon us. I feel the same way about music: I like to own the CD, not an inferior digital copy.
For some reason, I do not necessarily feel this way about movies or TV shows. These have always been disposable to me. Although I own some DVDs, I don't have an urge to collect them, unless they are absolute favourites, like Seinfeld, or are ludicrously cheap, like Strangers With Candy (the movie), which I bought for $1.99.
I have often wondered why I like to own books. I rarely read library books and I rarely borrow books from others. I like to own books. Here's another curious fact: I rarely read books twice, though it has happened (Brave New World, for example). So, why do I own them? Well, there I was watching Dexter and then it occurred to me that perhaps I get the same pleasure from having shelves of books as Dexter does from having a bunch of microscope slides with drops of blood. Both are trophies.
I can look at my shelves and feel a certain sense of accomplishment, a certain sense of erudition (though that is arguable), and a certain sense of my own history from what I see lined up. Of course, if that were truly the case, I ought to eliminate the books I attempted to read but stopped from boredom or frustration. But, I suppose they are also part of my reading history. There are, of course, those books I have acquired but never got around to reading. Maybe someday, my pretties, maybe someday.
My bookcases are overflowing. I have boxes of books in a closet that I have not unpacked since the last move because I have no shelf space for them. I acquire new books frequently. I may have finally figured out why I have so many books.
While watching Dexter the other day, I was hit with an interesting insight, which may or may not be original. Dex finds his way into a serial killer's house and notes the killer's collection of trophies. These were award plaques hanging on a wall for various projects he had undertaken that correspond with and commemorate his kills. If you watch Dexter, you will know that Dex has his own collection of trophies. I thought about that while thinking about the Kindle and book piracy and music downloading.
I have zero interest in the Kindle or any other eBook reader. To me, an eBook reader is about as exciting as a lump of coal. I have always loved the tactile experience of reading: turning the pages, holding the book, appreciating the design, deciding if the font is a good choice, touching the paper. Much of that disappears when a book is transformed into ones and zeros. I think that sucks and it could well mean that the end of the world is upon us. I feel the same way about music: I like to own the CD, not an inferior digital copy.
For some reason, I do not necessarily feel this way about movies or TV shows. These have always been disposable to me. Although I own some DVDs, I don't have an urge to collect them, unless they are absolute favourites, like Seinfeld, or are ludicrously cheap, like Strangers With Candy (the movie), which I bought for $1.99.
I have often wondered why I like to own books. I rarely read library books and I rarely borrow books from others. I like to own books. Here's another curious fact: I rarely read books twice, though it has happened (Brave New World, for example). So, why do I own them? Well, there I was watching Dexter and then it occurred to me that perhaps I get the same pleasure from having shelves of books as Dexter does from having a bunch of microscope slides with drops of blood. Both are trophies.
I can look at my shelves and feel a certain sense of accomplishment, a certain sense of erudition (though that is arguable), and a certain sense of my own history from what I see lined up. Of course, if that were truly the case, I ought to eliminate the books I attempted to read but stopped from boredom or frustration. But, I suppose they are also part of my reading history. There are, of course, those books I have acquired but never got around to reading. Maybe someday, my pretties, maybe someday.
Thursday, January 07, 2010
A Look at my CD Collection, part 6: Apostle of Hustle
Well, I hope I am not boring you with these musical excursions. If I am, so be it. So, on to Apostle of Hustle (as much as I hate to link to a myspace Page; is there anything uglier than myspace?). By the way, I am still in the A section.
Andrew Whiteman, the guy who formed Apostle of Hustle, is also the lead guitarist for Broken Social Scene (note that I opted against linking to myspace). By the way, more about BSS later. In my opinion Folkloric Feel, the first A of H Album, is the best one, and Folkloric Feel is the best song. You might disagree with me.
I read somewhere that Andrew Whiteman dated Feist for a while. I think this was before she appeared on Sesame Street. I don't keep up with celebrity gossip as it takes too much brain power. I walk around in a state of blissful ignorance. I can confirm that ignorance is bliss. I am ignorant about so many things that my life is almost pure bliss.
And now, a very weird video from Apostle of Hustle:
Well, I hope I am not boring you with these musical excursions. If I am, so be it. So, on to Apostle of Hustle (as much as I hate to link to a myspace Page; is there anything uglier than myspace?). By the way, I am still in the A section.
Andrew Whiteman, the guy who formed Apostle of Hustle, is also the lead guitarist for Broken Social Scene (note that I opted against linking to myspace). By the way, more about BSS later. In my opinion Folkloric Feel, the first A of H Album, is the best one, and Folkloric Feel is the best song. You might disagree with me.
I read somewhere that Andrew Whiteman dated Feist for a while. I think this was before she appeared on Sesame Street. I don't keep up with celebrity gossip as it takes too much brain power. I walk around in a state of blissful ignorance. I can confirm that ignorance is bliss. I am ignorant about so many things that my life is almost pure bliss.
And now, a very weird video from Apostle of Hustle:
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Church Bulletins
I don't normally post this type of thing, but I found this to be rather hilarious. I have no idea where they came from.
Thank God for church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services (Summer, 2008 Release).
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The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.
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The sermon this morning: 'Jesus Walks on Water.' The sermon tonight: 'Searching for Jesus.'
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Our youth basketball team is back in action Wednesday at 8 PM in the recreation hall. Come out and watch us kill Christ the King.
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Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
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The peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been cancelled due to a conflict.
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Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community. Smile at someone who is hard to love. Say 'Hell' to someone who doesn't care much about you.
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Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.
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Miss Charlene Mason sang 'I will not pass this way again,' giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.
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For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.
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Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir. They need all the help they can get.
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The Rector will preach his farewell message after which the choir will sing: 'Break Forth Into Joy.'
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Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.
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A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.. Music will follow.
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At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be 'What Is Hell?' Come early and listen to our choir practice.
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Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.
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Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.
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Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.
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The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.
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Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.
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The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.
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This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.
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Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10 AM. All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B. S. is done.
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The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.
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Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.
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The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.
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Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
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I don't normally post this type of thing, but I found this to be rather hilarious. I have no idea where they came from.
Thank God for church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services (Summer, 2008 Release).
The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.
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The sermon this morning: 'Jesus Walks on Water.' The sermon tonight: 'Searching for Jesus.'
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Our youth basketball team is back in action Wednesday at 8 PM in the recreation hall. Come out and watch us kill Christ the King.
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Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
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The peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been cancelled due to a conflict.
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Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community. Smile at someone who is hard to love. Say 'Hell' to someone who doesn't care much about you.
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Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.
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Miss Charlene Mason sang 'I will not pass this way again,' giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.
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For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.
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Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir. They need all the help they can get.
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The Rector will preach his farewell message after which the choir will sing: 'Break Forth Into Joy.'
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Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.
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A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.. Music will follow.
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At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be 'What Is Hell?' Come early and listen to our choir practice.
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Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.
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Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.
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Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.
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The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.
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Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.
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The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.
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This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.
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Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10 AM. All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B. S. is done.
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The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.
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Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.
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The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.
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Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
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Tuesday, January 05, 2010
A Look at my CD Collection, part 5: Alexisonfire
Alexisonfire is a so-called post-hardcore group from St. Catharines, Ontario. I picked up a copy of Watch Out! for a few dollars a while back. I listen to it from time-to-time, but it's not in high-rotation because it isn't the kind of thing you would throw on while kicking back with your favourite novel or when hosting a dinner party. But, it's rather good for the iPod. For some reason, I prefer listening to music that has an edge on the iPod. Maybe it gets me in motion and gets me there faster, unless I am on a train of plane. In those cases, I usually select something quieter, like Brian Eno or maybe something like Bob Dylan.
By the way, the group is pronounced like "Alexis On Fire."
By the way, the group is pronounced like "Alexis On Fire."
Monday, January 04, 2010
The Best of Zydeco Fish 2009 (You might also enjoy: best of 2008, 2007, 2006; 2005; 2004; 2003)
Well, here it is, my annual list.
1) Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned - On music and cycling in winter, sort of.
2) Gran Torino - A review.
5) The Numbers - The stats on the European vacation.
6) Shopping with the Ancient and the Insane - I don't think I have ever gone back on a Friday.
7) Trip Recap, part 2 - Musings about a free, but tiny, apartment.
8) C@#* Explosion! - Wifi craziness.
9) On Jacket Holding, Photography, and the AGO - No, I have not been back
Well, here it is, my annual list.
1) Shining 'cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned - On music and cycling in winter, sort of.
2) Gran Torino - A review.
3) Pink - The colour, not the singer.
4) Damn those Mormons and Jehovah's Witnesses - I hate religion.5) The Numbers - The stats on the European vacation.
6) Shopping with the Ancient and the Insane - I don't think I have ever gone back on a Friday.
7) Trip Recap, part 2 - Musings about a free, but tiny, apartment.
8) C@#* Explosion! - Wifi craziness.
9) On Jacket Holding, Photography, and the AGO - No, I have not been back
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Stopping to Pull up My Socks
It's been so long since I've owned a real, insulated pair of winter boots, that I had forgotten something elementary: one's socks tend to slip off inside the boot while walking and when removing the boots. I am having flashbacks to my childhood days. It's irritating to say the least. On the other hand, my feet have never been so warm. In fact, while walking in -20 degree weather this morning, my feet remained warm, almost too warm. Is it possible for boots to be too warm? It might be.
So, this is the last thing I will say about these new boots. Reluctantly, I go back to work on Monday :-(
It's been so long since I've owned a real, insulated pair of winter boots, that I had forgotten something elementary: one's socks tend to slip off inside the boot while walking and when removing the boots. I am having flashbacks to my childhood days. It's irritating to say the least. On the other hand, my feet have never been so warm. In fact, while walking in -20 degree weather this morning, my feet remained warm, almost too warm. Is it possible for boots to be too warm? It might be.
So, this is the last thing I will say about these new boots. Reluctantly, I go back to work on Monday :-(
Friday, January 01, 2010
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