Archive for September, 2002

Friday, September 6th, 2002

Close Cover Before Striking

Uh-oh… two days in a row without anything earth-shattering to report. Could my madcap adventures be coming to an end? Have my ratings fallen so low that I can’t even be bothered to jump the shark?

Summer hours are a thing of the past and that meant working (in theory) a full day Friday. The horror. I took off around 3:30 anyway – finished up what I intended to and hit Capsule and Songbird. Being around many guitars is truly theraputic. Also looked longingly at drum kits… bad! Bad! Too much disposable income. Bad.

Tried to rent Donnie Darko at Rogers – they had the case but the mooks couldn’t come up with the DVD. So I get a free credit to use at a store that has crap selection. Yippee. Wish there was another video store in the area. I could go to the Blockbuster in the Annex, but that lazy thing rears its ugly head again.

8:30 Friday night. Odds on me doing nothing interesting tonight?

Gonna hit the Film Festival tomorrow with Largie though. Gonna see something called ‘Sweet Sixteen’. British flick of some sort. Looking forward to it, I do so love slumming with the Hollywood types.

Thursday, September 5th, 2002

Clouds Taste Metallic

Very little of interest to report today. Worked. No band practice though I went down and played drums for a while anyway. My guitars have been sounding poo-ey lately, but I think it’s my ears since I’m not happy with the sounds of either my main or home rigs. Had sushi for dinner.

It’s already come to this – reporting what I had for dinner. Dear Lord.

Wednesday, September 4th, 2002

I'm A Loser Baby

I have been branded a ‘looser’ in pink highlighter.

En route to Cobalt tonight, the streetcar was boarded by a mob of drunken engineering frosh and frosh leaders. They took note of my iron ring and upon learning I graduated from Waterloo, expressed their disdain by scribbling ‘looser’ on my forearm in pink highlighter. Never mind the fact that it’s spelled wrong… they are engineers after all.

Wednesday, September 4th, 2002

The Sound Of Speed

…by the Jesus And Mary Chain. I didn’t even realize I had this.

Wednesday, September 4th, 2002

…So You Can Take That Cookie, And Stick It In Your…

Spent most of today beating my head against a function that’s supposed to maintain a record of recent pages visited within a simple cookie array. After 6 hours, still no progress. It’s Mark’s damned function, he can make it work. I’ve wasted too much time on it already.

Also got to play engineer for a little while today as well pondering Scott’s design for a lage (20’x25′) banner that’s supposed to hang on the side of the CIBC building downtown. Killing people with the banner is not in the mandate. My brain hurts.

Damn frosh are wandering around outside yelling stuff.