|
 |
 |
that damn balance
Posted on 02 Mar 2010 by tempo
|
i can't tell if it's a nice day
i am really well rested and the weather is really nice outside, that should make it a nice day. but i'm well rested because i slept in, bad. also i wanted to head out really early this morning to renew my license and i missed that completely, also bad. i didn't miss anything at work and i'm caught up. kinda good but unfortunately arrived late, bad. nobody noticed or cared. good?.
god dammit.
later days
-tempo
|
joining the future
Posted on 12 Feb 2010 by tempo
|
i now own an iphone, you've been warned.
distinguished in the bathroom
later days
-tempo
|
i also broke my chair today, again.
Posted on 08 Feb 2010 by tempo
|
i spent several hours at work yesturday, just a way of stabilizing sunday into the rest of the week and making monday easier to deal with if i lower the workload. i also went in because i knew i'd be missing a few hours of monday morning due to a dentist appointment that had snuck up on me.
i had received a call on friday to confirm my appointment, they called in the middle of the day when i was busy with a bunch of things that had to be done ASAP so i wasn't the best canidate for a secretary, operator, radioman or anyone with a phone, i wasn't paying attention to the call.
"i'm just calling to confirm your appointment for monday february the eigth at nine-"
"yeah sure, got it, monday"
"so you're confirming that you will make to the apointment?"
"yeah i'll be there, can i let you go i'm at work"
"no problem, have a good day"
"uh, yeah," *click*
woke up early and didn't want to get out of bed, i had a fist fight with the snooze button for nearly half an hour and finally got up, dressed an everything. out the door at quarter after eight and i wasn't doing well for time. luckily there was traffic and that allowed me to get to the streetcar stop while the streetcar itself was nearby in plain sight but stuck in said traffic two blocks away and i caught it soon enough.
transfer to a subway station downtown and for once my side of the platform has it's train arrive first. subway station destination achieved soon after and the time on the transfer machine states that it is 9:03 and that if there were ever a time to hustle, that time is now. this is due to if i'm late they might take someone else in and automatically charge me a late fee.
i arrive and oddly enough the place is practically empty, i inform them i have an apointment for nine and i am told
"no you have an apointment for 9:40am"
"what, are you sure?"
"you confirmed it"
"i'll wait then"
one average dentist apointment later and i'm done, of course dentistry and those who work in it are placed in the same category as heights, flying, snakes, spiders, facebook, reality tv and winter. i am less then keen. i hate that powdery/chalk material that they spackle onto your teeth at the end bit, today that very bit really got to me, that and i think the lady may have prodded too far back in my mouth with that mirror thing and i semi-gagged.
being trained in the ancient arts of sticking things in peoples mouths and watching that hangy ball bit bounce around for a living while wearing a mask that protects them sars, swine-flu and allowing patients to see them frown, the lady must've recognized this choreographed tonsil & espophagus ballet double-act as fuck this guy might puke. she instantly stopped and her eyes went wide enough to kinda scare me and think fuck i might puke.
the apointment ended, a new one scheduled for the future an i left, i just wanted to get back to work and have breakfast since i didn't eat yet. however on the subway i started getting queezy. this was odd since i tend to have a pretty good stomach for all things gross, i once had a friend puke on me and all that happened was i turned and said "don't worry about it dude, it's only a five dollar shirt".
i just told myself that i was queezy from having such an empty stomach and when i got off the streetcar i felt better in the cool air, i bought my usual bagel/juice breakfast an walked to work. at my desk i learned that a system glitch meant that the network only just came back on and i didn't really miss any work at all. today was looking up. i then ate my bagel and drank my juice which felt awesome because i was really starving at this point.
two minutes after i finish my breakfast and my stomach lurches, breathe and i can ride it out i tell myself. upon breathing i recognize a sensation in my jaws/mouth. i'm salivating a lot, it's no use, i'm going to heave, ahoy maties, breakfast overboard. speed walked to the bathroom and puked. no elaborate description is needed here.
dentist. queezy, eat, queezy, puke, worked later. god damn monday.
lunch was kinda decent though.
later days
-tempo
|
adjoining advantages
Posted on 01 Feb 2010 by tempo
|
woke up slowly to every alarm clock going off at once, i use several as i am not what you could categorize as a morning person. i then realized that i was nose-to-nose with my cat who can become a morning person at a pindrop. she didn't like the beeping and wanted me to work my magic and hit the snooze buttons.
bills paid over lunch and it's turning out to be a good day, clear sunny blue skies but a bit cold. not an entirely bad way to start a new month.
around the start of every new month the same cycle begins again, moving. even if you're not moving you notice others who are, moving trucks, boxes piled outside waiting to be loaded, a heated arguement with a landlord and newly evicted and homeless people, people at the grocery store buying only cleaning materials because their former roommate owned all that stuff before and now they desperately need to clean up after the former tenant's had an eviction party, you know, the usual.
the landlord has a crew of people fixing up the apt across the hall for the past two weeks, the former tenant has moved out and now the speculation begins. will there be a new tenant this month or next month and most importantly, will it be an acceptable or even a cool neighbour. the past neighbour was always away on business so i only seen him once and he was polite so he goes into the acceptable or even cool category.
those of you who live in apartments can agree that a good or bad neighbour can be the difference in whether you enjoy where you live or you hate the building, your apartment, the hallway, your street, the mailboxes, everything.
i've had bad neighbours before, once an old lady who was taking her god damn sweet time in dying decided to spend her last oxygen stealing days trying to get me evicted, but she was a bad liar and the landlord seen threw her blue-grey web of bullshit.
another upstairs neighbours had a young child who was young enough not to go to school and apparently doped up on enough anabolic steroids to allow it to run at full speed from one end of their apartment to the other an back all god damn day without becoming fatigued. if the 100 meter stomp & sprint ever becomes an olympic sport this kid could bring home the gold. the landlord got rid of them by lying to another landlord by saying they were a great bunch of tenants and he was sad to hear they were moving, he then hung up on them, laughed and said "they're your problem now!" i liked that landlord.
of course i had good neighbours, some were quiet and polite, others i could crawl over a fire escape and have drinks with.
when recieving new neighbours, one or two, perhaps even three people in an adjoining apartment is acceptable. a new family nextdoor will mostly spell trouble, they will either make tons of noise or complain about any noise you make, there is rarely an inbetween.
so here's to hoping i get an acceptable neighbour this month or next month, whenever it occurs. perhaps they can be a deaf professional wine taster who makes no noise and has a massive stockpile of wine that he needs to share with the world, and by world i clearly mean my liver.
later days
-tempo
|
cold questioning
Posted on 31 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
dammit it's cold. i have my heat cranked up full blast but the temperature is barely staying warm due to the outside temperature is freezing the building. even the apartment building's hallways feel like the arctic. due to this i barely left the apt all weekend.
rumour has it that the moon on saturday night would be the brightest of the year or something along those lines, i made sure to pop out for a second to get a picture, not an easy feat but i did learn that the night setting on my camera is either A not good for taking pictures of the moon or B not good for anything.
the moon: an alabaster retard.
saturday was spent trying to keep warm and doing laundry, needless to say it was a quiet day. today i went in to work, got into the building but the doors to the studio were locked so my attempt at working on my own time were foiled, karma-wise i'm not sure how to mark that one down.
i then took a quick trip to the mall and returned home. i did notice this odd grafitti in the dufferin subway station, TTC IS GAY followed by either a weird squiggle or a really well endowed question mark, perhaps the author is confused about whether the toronto transit comission is gay, straight or still on the fence.
gay or perhaps just not into you
now i gotta format this laptop, i need to rid myself of the bain of existance that is vista. hello windows 7, you better god damn work.
later days
-tempo
|
simon & garfunkel's fourth album
Posted on 28 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
last week the weather warmed up a bit and we finally had a break from the cold, this of course means that when the temperature does return to winter negative digits that it will only feel worse. -7 and people are freaking out, but a week of -15 before the thaw and everyone went about their day.
this week has been plagued by accidental napping. we've all experienced this from time to time, you lay down on the couch for a second and next thing you know your groggily coming to many hours later and you can barely get to sleep later that night. this sleep mix-up then ruins the next day and it becomes harder to avoid an evening nap the next day. this cycle is annoying and it left me way too tired at 7pm, really awake at 9pm and unable to sleep by midnight. this has forced me and the snooze button to be no longer on speaking terms, i may have punched it a few too many times this week.
yesturday to break this cycle i went out to ikea, it's a bit of a trip to north york and i needed more bookends. actually i needed more specific bookends, i have others from ikea and i needed another matching set. so about an hour transit each way and my walking around that amusement park/wizard of oz follow the blue arrow road furniture store only to be told that they no longer sell the bookends in question. fuck.
i checked the internet this morning, perhaps another retailer still has them, nope. now it's time for a fervent ebay/craigslist/kijiji search.
later days
|
working for ceramics
Posted on 25 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
i had planned to be busier this evening but as soon as i arrived home i passed out on the couch and took an apparnetly well needed nap.
i went out saturday afternoon with no real destination in mind, i wanted to visit The Labyrinth comic shop but i was more or less just going in that general direction. it was warm out so instead of catching a streetcar on queen street i started walking. it was good that i started walking because a few blocks later at the GO train overpass queen st was closed to all traffic as said overpass was having work done. i kept walking and near ossington i passed a streetcar stop where a lady standing there and the following conversation took place.
"excuse me, do you know when the next street car is coming?"
"uh..." pointing to the sign on the post that says NO STREETCARS AT THE STOP, PLEASE BOARD EAST OF SHAW ST -TTC. and reply
"there's no streetcars at this stop, you could catch one east of shaw street though".
"are you sure?"
"yeah because that's what it says on the sign right there"
i begin walking and she follows beside me and continues talking
"i won a ceramic peanut at the gladstone (inn)" displaying her open palm with a small white peanut which looks plastic but i'll take her word for it on it's construction.
"thats...nice"
"i won it in the 'come up to my room contest!', you should try it sometime!" (i'm pretty sure that contest is how many date rapes are initiated)
"yeah, maybe"
where can one even get ceramic peanuts? styrofoam packing peanuts i can understand, but ceramic peanuts?
i reached the labyrinth only to realize i forgot the author of a comic book i wanted to get and was generally screwed, i could've asked the store clerk for help but i am a man an don't ask for things like that.
later days
-tempo
|
you like apples so you must love oranges
Posted on 22 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
so youtube has a section on the frontpage where they recommend other videos to you because you've watched a clip of a similar theme. now they've added a bit at the bottom of each recommendation to explain why it's recommended.
this doesn't always work, via reddit and digg there are lots of links with titles that don't always tell you it'll be a youtube video and with tinyurl's in heavier use nowadays you really don't know where a link may take you.
so now you go to the front page of youtube and behold there's a video titled 'Just Say No To Universal Healthcare' because you watched 'dumb teaparty bigots'.
or if i was to watched a video called 'britney spears is a big ol' whore-bag' where some vlogger (i hate the word blog/blogger so you can imagine how much more i hate vlog/vlogger) just rants about britney, now youtube will recommend me 'britney spears - toxic' for the next four fucking months. good job youtube.
later days
-tempo
|
talk myself in talk myself out
Posted on 20 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
haven't updated in a bit and i hate it, i thoroughly enjoyed constantly updating last week. i spent the weekend catching up on sleep and didn't drink at all actually, just rested. the weather broke and was just above zero for once an i was out with my camera taking a few pictures around this side of toronto. visted the kensington market, shopped, went home and slept some more.
can you believe it?
forgot to turn the heat on the other night as the temperature dropped again and i woke up with a raspy sore throat that so far has not left me, my mother instantly thought i had swine flu or that my vocal chords were going to collapse or some similar calamity. all this even though she knows i already had my swineflu shot. but i guess it's a parents job to worry.
bus stop grafitti
the week is half over already, i don't know if i can handle that. this month is now into 'fly mode' and is whizzing by at the speed of calanders. that is a speed faster than i can usually do, not to say i'm not fast since i can usually hit a top speed of sixty seconds a minute. like i said, fast.
winter has a passport
the forum went down earlier this week because during my updating process i botched it. go me. today i fixed it but it could still be on the fritz an i not know about it yet. login people an post! it's a small community but it's slowly getting better.
later days
-tempo
|
the bad thing about the good
Posted on 14 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
so i don't really like to talk about work on here, mainly for the reason if anyone else in my field who happens to be in the position to hire people such as myself were to come across this site might make a pre-emptive judgement/decision and hurt my chances at work. so this bit about work isn't really about a specific workplace or issue at hand.
it's about venting.
i'll set the record straight first, i love my job, i love where i work and there's no real bad thing i can think of. venting however is still needed, small things come up, deadlines, last minute changes. these are all things i cannot change or effect and everyone deals with them but we can vent about them, i think it's important to vent. venting for me is not really complaining but just sarcastic aloud joking "oh that item was changed just now and everything needs to be replaced in twenty minutes, lovely" (this is clearly an impossible request). now it doesn't mean i dislike those who make the decisions higher up, they probably had their reasons. this sarcastic defence mechanism is just how i vent to cope with things. i've been at places where this wasn't possible and i learned i hated those jobs an i have seen people who just bottle it up inside and then they have a fist fight at work over a memo or are just really angry all the time.
i crack jokes and laugh mostly at myself of what stressful things might come up as a way to deal with it and so when the workday ends i don't bring the stressful baggage home with me. i worked in callcenters where it was nearly impossible to vent about the work and it made for a very negative workplace. after a call you could turn to your neighbour in the pod and they would likely say,
"i god damn hate this place an i'm gonna tell the next caller to go fuck themselves and hang-up on the bastard, what can they do, fire me? let'em, i hate this place."
not a nice place to work, or in a loud restaurant kitchen where there's no conversation, just yelling, sizzling pans and a loud dishwashing machine. you live inside your head in those places, a bad day at work usually means you bring that bad attitude back with you, probably to reiterate the awful workday to a roommate or significant other or worse, take out the negative stress on them and become an angry person.
i vent and laugh at the same time, i always remind myself its good to be working and well fed. i also realize that this job totally transformed me over the last year. stability etc, and their vending machine and comfy desk chairs transformed me in a different way, but i gotta stop eating junk food.
see? venting about venting with a joke at the end. leaving the baggage behind.
later days
-tempo
|
once in a blue moon over new york east
Posted on 13 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
i'm super late with this year in review but i always do it so i can't forget it now.
2009 started in a very cold markham, in a small illegal basement apartment that had the very upper floor gutted in a fire two months previous. this winter was a tough one as it was always cold or always snowing and it never melted. i beleive i trudged my way to the closest liqour store many many blocks away, bought a two-four of tuborg or grolsch and ended up only drinking five beer before going to bed. i was tired of 2008 and i needed the rest.
january was spent apartment hunting. i didn't want to live in a basement anymore but it turns out basement apartments are cheaper and easier to find. i quickly found a nicely renovated apartment nearby work and i was then just waiting for the month to end so i could leave markham. i wanted a place that kept heat in, didn't burst into flames and had hot water for the shower for longer than three minutes. not to entirely crap on the ol'markham abode, it did it's job and i had a roof to sleep under, that roof was charred from a fire but that's not the point.
the weather broke and warmed up on moving day, i took a bus to the u-haul place and suddenly their system wouldn't accept my credit card, the bank said there was nothing wrong with my card and it was u-hauls problem, u-haul didn't give a fuck. i quickly called my roommate who was to visit the same office anyways since he was renting his own truck. we had to put both trucks on his card and i paid him back the following week. now i hadn't drove in a very long time and i had never drove a van this size. it was a bit intimidating even if it was their smallest van.
we quickly loaded up the trucks and left the markham basement behind.
my destination wasn't my apartment, it was ikea. i needed a bed for my new place and we didn't own or want the mattress on the floor that i used as a bed for the past six months. i had been visiting ikea in the runup to february to browse their futons.
then i was lost. then i had to find sheppard ave again. back to shopping for a bed.
the one i wanted wan't there but i still purchased a nice one in the end. i had to fit this really heavy thing into the van on my own however and it was not enjoyable at all.
next stop was my apartment, it was nerve-racking and i didn't like it but i made it, then i rubbed up against an iron fence and gave the van that i do not own a custom paint job. the landlord drove it into the narrow back area as i was not in the mood for tight navigation and i was in worse cheer since putting black paint scrapes onto the side of the van.
we quickly moved my few belongings in and the landlord aquired a tough sponge, rag, bucket and cleaning liquids and i removed the marks on the van in ten minutes, it was also now the only clean spot on the van. not obvious at all.
van returned after a very long drive back across enlington where several people honked their horns at me and shook their fists, i waved back. the van/renter/agent/guy checked the van and let me go on my way, the marks were gone with my excellent washing ability and no one was the wiser.
i was now back in my own apartment, i was again living alone for the first time since maybe truro in 2005, i sorta had a roomate or two during that time so i'm not sure if truro counts. but really only my own since sydney in 2003-2004. i learned again how awesome a good hot shower can be.
february went by quickly as i learned the area, slowly settled in and enjoyed sleeping in later and only walking to work.
my computer pretty much died at the start of march and i was again on the hunt, this time for a solid laptop that wasn't owned by two or more people before me. so far i've been very content with acer laptops, so much so that before march was up i bought an acer netbook. vista though i could do without.
i think it was march or february when i went to my first tweetup and i got to meet Levar Burton of Roots, Reading Rainbow, and Star Trek: The Next Generation. he was very polite and i enjoyed the random meetup with strangers for beer at a downtown pub.
spring came and i was just in routine and welcomed the warm weather more an more. this routine kept up into summer, i eventually purchased a bike, a 70's or 80's maroon Canadian Tire Supercycle single gear womens bicycle. i prefer it be a womans bycicle, no horribly placed crossbar that i would only smash my balls off.
this bicycle changed the rest of the summer, i was travelling farther than usual and exploring the city. sometimes i would venture for 25km round-trips through the city. my bike even brought me to see my first real stand-up comic show. i was able to see two of my favorite comics, jimmy carr & ross noble. they were amazing and i was sore from laughing at the end. it was just nice to see someone finally in person when you just watch their stand-up clips on youtube. i think it was the highlight of summer but other than that routine continued.
now we better get to exactly what routine is. routine is having a desk job, with vending machines in the workplace, being able to buy any food i want and enjoying myself for once in recent memory. routine was packin on the pounds. in the summer there was a comic convention here in toronto where i got to meet up with tim from college/halifax/etc. i hadn't really seen anyone from back east in a year. upon meeting i noticed that he took the past year to get back into better shape, and i noticed he was looking at me funny so i had to ask.
"i got fat didn't i?"
"...yeaaaah."
"wonderful."
so it seems tim lost weight, and i found it. go routine! i thought biking more would help, but i guess thats just cardio and not exactly weight reducing.
at the end of august i went home for five days, i had nine days off but i hate to fly and took the train, this eats up two days on either end of my vacation, i enjoyed the quiet of home and enjoyed many a beer while i read books on the kitchen's rocking chair.
in september i was no longer alone in my apartment, i finally aquired a cat, a ten month old cat named bingo. bingo is odd, friendly, somewhat clumsy and very interested in nerf darts.
november came and the cold decended slowly onto toronto but no snow, infact it was a 160 year record for no snow in toronto. this was a great contrast to the year before when we had 65cm of snow come down by this time.
work picked up a lot and i was busy all of november and december as i also tried to get everything in order for my trip back to nova scotia, this time i would not be taking the train so that i could get to spend a few days in halifax to see some friends. i hate flying and this year i knew to keep myself busy so i wouldn't have time to think about it. thinking about it leads to insomnia.
xmas-eve arrives and i make it to the small porter airport downtown. now i've only flown a few times, but this was a very nice lounge/gate. lots of comfy chairs and their cafe which i thought was going to be a store was more akin to a home kitchen where you simply open the fridge and take whatever you want. service!
of course i was in a bad mood later as we sat on the runway for an hour and forty-five minutes after the runway had to be re-cleared and we had to be de-iced twice. two hours later i'm in halifax and we're off for cape breton. the next day i wrap my presents at 11am and mom opened her gift from me at 11:05am. i beleive that's a new record, next year i'm wrapping them on boxing day.
seen all the family over the next few days, enjoyed new highspeed wireless internet at home along with many bottles of wine that mom had tucked away.
days go by and it's time to get a move on to halifax. a year and a half had gone by and it was all coming back to me, remembering directions for NSLC's, pizza places, restaurants, downtown and even Your Father's Mustache. it was cold but we drank everyday i was there and laughed just as much, it was a good visit.
i rang in the year at toug, Tim, & tristan's apartment downtown, we watched the local tv station as their downtown countdown finished and we could see their red fireworks from the balcony while not having to deal with the constant cold and crowd.
the year had changed considerably, i was just getting back onto my feet at the end of 2008 and 2009 finalized that, of course i get antsy if anything goes too good for too long, i'm kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop and 2010 will be a year of keeping on track. i came to toronto over a year ago with a crap laptop, one suitcase anda guitar i cannot still play. now i have my own apartment, furniture, cat, bicycle and proper computing equipment to match any required need. not that material things are important, its just good to be stable and not looking for the next thing to leap onto for a small period of time.
new years resolution is to break routine and lose weight, my brother and i have a $20 bet on who can lose the most weight by the summertime when we will likely see each other next, i don't need the money but i know this bet probably carries some bragging rights and getting in shape will be a reward in itself. i avoided joining a gym right away in january since everyone does that and i don't want to be lumped into that group, plus most of them stop after the first month and it'll be less busy by the time february rolls around.
bingo's resolution is to be a better jumper, she is not succeding thus far.
later days
-tempo
|
McGyver meets the weather network
Posted on 13 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
yesturday the topic was books, today it's just a bit silly.
in 2006 i bought a cheap electronic thermometer, it has a very long cord with the sensory thingy on the end. now it's not exactly known to be a great brand *cough* *cough* NexXttech *cough*. now where was i?
oh yes, it's kinda crap, it's always a few degrees off, i its more accurate in the summer, less so in the winter, i used to know exactly how many degrees it would be off, but now i forget and i should figure it out soon. but that is all besides the point. the point is my fridge. yes. my fridge.
for a year now it sat on top of my fridge so when i got up in the morning i knew how warm or cold the apartment is. i just like to know these things. but now my cat has learned how to get up onto said fridge and then promptly knock everything else off. this is counter-productive to the entire operation.
so i cleaned off the top of the fridge and had to find my antique crap thermometer a new home. it has a gap in the back so it can be hung up on a nail or a reasonable facsimile, the major issue was the long cable to the sensor, the cat would only go after it but i didn't have any string or a rubber band to ravel it all up. i had to improvise.
the weather channel
yes, i wrote "the weather channel" on the envelope.
yep, i have envelopes so i wound it all up and stuffed it in that, left the sensor poking out and hung it up on the same nail as the display, i'm a god damn genius.
i just wrote a 340 word article on some crap i just stuck to the wall. take that famous person who uses a similar manner of writing whilst doing it far better than i can. take that.
crap stuck to the wall
later days
-tempo
|
good books
Posted on 12 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
over the past year i've been trying to slowly build a healthy library of books, it's only fitting that i should at least talk about some here. the latest book i read was to me, at the very least, awesome.
World War Z by Max Brooks is a look back twelve years or so after the world was ravaged a zombie plague and the slow fight to gain the world back. it's all arranged in short stories as if they were interviews and each one talks about a different viewpoint, place on the planet and area affected by the zombies throughout the war, each one building onto the one before it to paint a picture of the entire zombie war that keeps adding tidbits of vital info right up until the end.
i think this will should be made into some kind of video vehicle, but i think it's too big for a movie and a trilogy might kill it, i say give it to HBO or someone like that and have them do an uncensored mini-series, i think that's the right thing to do. it would be awesome, it would give me nightmares, i would sleep with the lights on for a week, it would be worth it.
bbbrrraaaiiinnnsss etc etc
now i'm not a fan of thriller, horror or any kind of films like that, i won't lie, i get nightmares. so i'm not a huge fan of zombies. i heard about this book and i was interested in it because of it's historical viewpoint even if the history is fictional. then over new years i stayed at dan-man's abode near the corner of wicked & awesome. during the first sitting i read about forty pages, and that night i had a nightmare about zombies. but if one thing could be said about me is that i don't learn my lessons very well, so i just went right back to reading another fifty pages before it was time to go drink or leave or something that didn't involve being anti-social during what could only be called a social trip to halifax.
upon returning to toronto i pretty much set out directly to the eatons centre for the sole purpose of getting that book, i also picked up the latest douglas coupland novel Generation A but i haven't started it yet. it still sits on the yet to be read pile which is getting higher. currently i'm reading alan davies' book My Favourite People & Me 1978-1988 which itself is a a mix of biograpghy and selective history. i am entertained.
later days
-tempo
|
the return of zanta man
Posted on 11 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
i just came across a blogTO article about the famous/infamous zanta man.
zanta man is always shirtless, wears a santa hat and is flexing/doing push-ups, it's weird, like car crash weird, you kinda have to pay attention. i seen him in 2006 my first month here in toronto. he came into an arby's or wendy's downtown and got frustrated with the staff and left.
i think there's a documentary on him, he's banned from the downtown area, for being a disturbance, i think something about doing bare knuckle pushups infront of a streetcar. or that could be just hear-say.
toronto, bring on the weird.
later days
-tempo
|
new year / new camera / new pass
Posted on 11 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
my last camera died just before the holidays so today i took advantage of the post-holiday sales and bought a new camera, i basically bought a newer, lighter, more plasticky version of what i had, a fuji smal/slim point and shoot 12 mega pixel camera, at first i thought it couldn't do video but it assures me it can.
so of course to test the new camera, i directly found bingo and made her confused.
bingo the test pilot subject
following the camera purchase i then bought a metro pass, they're not cheap and the month is almost half over but january is cold, i hate digging around for change and the fare just went up to $3.00 and that means i'd have to search out even more change than i am generally used to. fuck that jazz. it's also the first time in exactly a year that i've purchased a metro pass. fuck yes, go me.
later days
-tempo
|
wireless headspace
Posted on 08 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
update, having a wirelss mouse is weird, i keep instictively moving it around as if to get more slack from the cable, but its not there. plus, i can technicaly surf the web using my own forehead as a mousepad. and by technicaly i clearly mean i tested this idea.
technology!
later days
-tempo
|
back from the drought
Posted on 07 Jan 2010 by tempo
|
i have a text file where i'm workin on my usual year in review post, so i haven't been posting due to that but i realized today i need to post more an i can still work on the 2009 one. afterall 2009 won't be going anywhere.
the entire site pretty much stopped updating over the holidays, i expected it and of course i think we all got into that not-updating routine, except toug, who just so happens to be a comic making machine, he was even working on a comic on new years eve. god dammit toug you're making us all look bad.
i read a bit of dan-man's copy of 'world war z' and therefore had to get a copy of my own, i also purchased a copy of trainspotting. my list of books to read is at least ten deep by now.
random note: i really hate going into most apple stores, i especially dislike the eatons centre apple store. it's always packed with people, all sweating in the close proximity to one another and the entire store smells like horse shit.
bingo awoke from her nap on my desk, stretching out and added the following message to this post with her hind legs: ][987777777774777777777777777677"
i'm sure that'll be studied by future historians, attempting to unlock it's secrets, it'll probably just translate to "YAWWWWWWWN, now to go crap in a box".
i've been camera hunting, my current camera refuses to turn on. i learned this non-feature the day before my vacation home. i'll try to troubleshoot it some more but so far the diagnosis is bleak. now as soon as i don't have a camera i seem to really want to have a camera.
i also recently joined the year 2002 with a purchase of my first wireless mouse. i prefer not to hunt down batteries at a regular interval but there was a bigger issue that developed, bingo had decided she likes to try to hunt and kill my near stationary mouse cable. trust me, a violent mammal on a desk attacking a USB mouse cable really reduces any enjoyment that surfing the web can produce.
later days
-tempo
|
|
 |
 |
Any Questions, Suggestions, Idea's, Thoughts, Email me at tempo@surfacingpoint.com |
 |
|
