You can find anything on wikipedia it seems.  I remember when Nag Champa was difficult to find in that you had to drive out to Toronto and do some searching to come up with it.  These days, it's available pretty much anywhere.  I've even spotted it in an Indian run convenience store here in Kitchener.  The fragrance of Nag will still bring me back ( Read more... )

Hehe... I love these pictures.  I can vaguely recall taking them though the rest of the details of that day are lost to me.  Still, ivysmom was the best for good times:


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I was rummaging and discovered a trove of lost artifacts.

First up, a few photos of deense.  The first is her visiting me and Bill when we camped out for Star Wars Episode 1 movie tickets (back when we were still naive and believed the prequels would actually be decent!)


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I'm fond of how old this video feels.  I remember hanging out for hours in my friend Darrell's parent's basement waiting to catch this on Much Music, then waiting to catch it again when they recycled their 8 hours of daily footage.  (and possibly even waiting a 3rd time).  Edge's black wife-beater is especially spiffy.

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I'm a bit of a freak today.  Here's why ( Read more... )

I was just sitting here finishing up a few small things before taking off for the day and I suddenly had a moment.  Perhaps it was the U2 music on the headphones, or the soft glow of the lamp on my desk, or the distinct lack of sleep that I'm working on.  Probably a combination of all of the above.  But I definitely had a moment.  A minute where I ( Read more... )

Farewell 2005.  You were both very good and very bad to me.  I have no doubt as I go forward in my life, I will often look back on various events in 2k5 with mixed feelings.  But it's over and I'm hoping 2006 becomes the year where we get to really start doing lots of the things that have been on indefinite hold ( Read more... )

Alright.  I'll grant that I had the music blaring to levels that normal humans can not generally tolerate.  And I'll grant that the last conversation I had with Val was the one in which I explained that some drunk motherfucker threatened to kill me while I was walking to the super market (bunch of savages in this town).  And sure, she tried to call ( Read more... )

So that thing I said yesterday about not hearing from Renison?  Scratch that.  While I was at a friends place last night, the phone rang and his wife was somewhat confused by the caller ID which read "Renison College".  See, this friend also happened to be one of the references I put down for that job.  So they were calling my references!  This is ( Read more... )

It's days like today that remind me why I love Autumn.  The spattering rainfall, the gusting wind, the grey sky.  And the smell.  That smell of wet-leaves that has become such a cliche.  It's a cliche for a reason.  It's ubiquitous and, in my opinion, qualifies as pure distilled nostalga.  I just got back from a short walk down to the Tim Hortons ( ( Read more... )