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So I have something on my calendar for the new year. February 19, 2005 Northern Voice: Canadian Blogging Conference at the UBC downtown campus. All of the sessions are intriguing, but on the top of my list are: Introduction to Audio Blogging and Podcasting: Tod Maffin Blogging in Academia (Panel): Laura Trippi, Stephen Downes What is most exciting about this conference is that...
Mystery sister and I went for a walk the other day. I am always a bit wary to go for strolls in this city, as it has always seemed a little pedestrian unfriendly unless of course you are walking around a park where there are no vehicles. Not wanting to take too many chances with our lives... mystery sister and I stuck to...
My Melancholy Baby Come to me my melancholy baby Cuddle up and don't be blue... All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe You know dear that I'm in love with you! Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too! (1912, Music...
Each year I usually compile a list of the books that I might like getting as presents. I most often send this list around Christmastime, but I make sure to imply that I would welcome the addition of these books at any point during the year. My list is usually comprised of novels that were nominated for some award (yes, very tough criteria...
There has been all this hoopla about blog being named the word of 2004. But the word blog is not nearly as exciting as the 2004 entry on the list A Word a Year: 1904-2004 on AskOxford.com. The word on this list was definitely one that I hadn't heard before, and warranted a little more research. So, here is a little more on...
The beauty of the blogging world, especially that of blogger... is the option of mobility. I am sitting here in the Schlumberger Computer lab of the L wing in the Senator Burns Building on the SAIT campus, reporting live. As usual there is not much to report. I have spent the day in the company of my sisters, alternating from younger to older...
There has been a minor change of locations recently. I have temporarily relocated my educational quarters to Calgary, where I am visiting with family for a few weeks. My fingers are extremely cold as I type this entry... my body has yet to adjust to the cool temperatures of my sisters' house as compared to the sauna that I have been living in...
I need space to write. I need space to spread out my papers, my books... I need space to stretch and unfurl my limbs after sitting for extended periods of time. One day... such a room will exist. For the time being I will continue to occupy other spaces and places while I write. Just under 24 hours to the essay deadline. Off...
When you pursue a degree that is primarily conducted via distributed learning (aka online learning), get used to IM... and expressing yourself through IM handles (or monickers as my one brother likes to say). My essays undergo revision after revision. I am never satisfied. Is my theoretical framework strong enough? Are my citations correct? It's enough to drive any student insane. But then...
It's final exam time. Status report on essay: draft I (version I) complete. Status report on research paper: draft I (version I) in progress. Current status: Listening to folksy, melancholy tunes from the Blue Horse album by The Be Good Tanyas, and processing thoughts. Yes, I'm thinking. How scandalous. So, the question is, why have I returned to listening to such sombre music...
Oh my friends... today is a good day. The package from my darling mama arrived today. It was a simple looking box, but had plenty of lovely things inside. Nothing purchased especially for me mind you. The box contained my surplus of yarn and knitting needles that I had left behind me in Fort St. John so I would concentrate on school (as...
dol·drums (dldrmz, dôl-, dl-) pl.n. (used with a sing. or pl. verb) n. pl. [Cf. Gael. doltrum grief, vexation] A part of the ocean near the equator, abounding in calms, squalls, and light, baffling winds, which sometimes prevent all progress for weeks; -- so called by sailors. To be in the doldrums, to be in a state of listlessness ennui, or tedium. John...
nec·ro·man·cy (nkr-mns) n. The practice of supposedly communicating with the spirits of the dead in order to predict the future. Black magic; sorcery. Magic qualities. necromancer \Nec"ro*man`cer\, n. One who practices necromancy; dark domestic arts practitioner; knitter, especially of scarves. I recently started knitting again in a fit of jealous rage. When I moved back to Victoria in September, I left all of...
I definitely do not enjoy returning to an empty house. The stillness of the sound in an empty house is a bit unsettling. The drone of the fridge is hardly a companion. The sound of footsteps in the suite next door come too close and make me glance nervously around. I like to come home to a full blaze of lights, but I...
I cannot help but feel blacklisted lately. Some alternatives for this term are: alone, cast aside, cast away, cast off, deserted, discarded, dissipated, dropped, eliminated, empty, forgotten, forsaken, friendless, given up, jilted, left, left alone, left behind, neglected, outcast, passed up, pigeonholed, rejected, relinquished, shunned, side-tracked, sidelined, stranded, unoccupied, vacant, vacated, banish, bar, blackball, boycott, debar, ding, exclude, expel, ostracize, preclude, proscribe, reject,...
Because I am in a poetic mood I will share with you some poems, but not of my own composition because my own attempts at poetry are weak. my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i perform...
Trouble... I seem to get myself into too much of it lately. I am doing something wrong apparently. I have to stop. Just when I think a situation is sorted out... it turns into something ugly again. Why or how I do not know. ...
Speaking of the mean world... when I was young and living in a northern town... although the town was small I still had one of those security words in case some stranger came and tried to convince me that my parents had sent him or her to pick me up. I was quite skeptical of this situation because, as I told my teachers,...
I find it essential to sometimes rent a series of bad movies and indulge in a bad movie marathon. As I am sure we are all familiar, selecting bad movies is far easier to do than selecting good movies. I don't really have any particular strategy... I usually employ the random browsing method... and pick out movies that I would be shamed to...
When my stress level is high, ironically I turn to the books. Studying is what takes my mind off of what bothers me (except of course when it is studying that is bothering me). Then my mind cannot wander aimlessly or dwell on the same unsettling issue that I may be preoccupied with. Relaxing takes work. How strange. ...
There are 19 candidates for the RRU Board of Governor's Learner Representative Position. It's crazy and wonderful all at the same time. I've posted a new weblog Royal Roads University Learner Forum as space for my fellow RRU learners' issues and concerns. I'm in the process of posting a list of some of the issues that have been brought to my attention already....
October 15th I wrote... How exciting... and yet how pathetic... This evening I will attend my first real concert. I am shamed to admit that I have never really gone to a concert before... not outside of the fort anyhow. Tonight... Sarah Harmer (and Josh Ritter) at the McPherson Playhouse. Today... October 16th I write: In short... the concert was excellent. Although our...
I went for a stroll downtown today. Spending a couple months with my computer as my exclusive companion finally took its toll. I'm exhausted and I'm supposed to be writing my midterm essay. I needed to escape the computer, or as my one brother calls it... my umbilical cord. This has turned out to be my weekend of library excursions... I hit up...
My blog is growing in popularity. I have a readership of at least two, and already I have submissions for a guest column. Without further ado here is a recently published piece written by my brother (a lanky fellow in his late twenties). This charming article was featured in the final issue of good girl magazine, a quarterly dedicated to publishing ideas that...
I was always afraid of strangers. I tended to avoid conversation with people that I did not know as much as I possibly could. For example, if I were sent to the grocery store on an errand and I could not find the item that I had been sent for, rather than ask one of the numerous stockboys (they tended to be boys...
My brother gave me an interesting look into the history of rap this evening. This included an impromptu performance of D.J Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince of Belair's "Time to Chill" I have included the lyrics for your perusal... or as my learned brothers says... "your rapping enjoyment." Time to Chill [Fresh Prince] For years I have been waitin and hesitatin to...
Postscript... The Love Affair of Carol Carol the Waitress hails from Newfoundland. At least I think that she does, my memory fails me somewhat. I only met her the one time after my disastrous cinematic experience that was Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. Companion Wader knew Carol much better. He takes all his lady friends to Humpty's to meet Carol. What...
Imagine what results when you combine the Wizard of Oz, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, The Matrix, Indiana Jones, The Rocketeer, Iron Giant... and numerous other films... Perhaps to some this would be a marvelous combination resulting in a dynamic cinematic experience. Unfortunately for me, this was not the case. The night before my departure to vic city... my chum Wader was...
"Give us Barry..." I'm a multi-tasker... so for an interesting look at the new "hipster" translation of the Bible, go to my post on my other blog.... here it is.... The ONE translation ...
Saltspring in Motion Originally uploaded by fella. So here I am back in ol Vic city... unemployed and looking for a rich benefactor to finance my post secondary education and other artistic and intellectual endeavours... but away from the chaos of the september snowfall in Fort St. John. My trip down was absolutely ridiculous. The snowfall from the night before had not only...
