• Archive for September, 2005

    Deliciousnesses

    by  • September 4, 2005 • PERSONAL • 4 Comments

    From La Vieille Europe (which may be spelled wrong), a shop on St-Laurent in Montreal, I brought back to Lime some chocolates of the most unusual sort. They are made with really good-quality chocolate, but also with something unusual, whether spicy of just flavourful, ground up and mixed in. The company that makes them...

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    Whew

    by  • September 3, 2005 • PERSONAL • 0 Comments

    Not only did I manage to import all of my old entries from eclexys, but I also have a set of categories from there. Whew, that ported over fine. Now the only problem–and it’s not so much of a problem, really–is a huge pile of unfinished draft posts that stare at me in the...

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    Why They’re Going Down

    by  • September 3, 2005 • MUSIC • 0 Comments

    One of the few blog postings I’m likely to make this week, as I get stuff together. While scouring the Web for nice styles to kidnap and mutate for my own eclexysian ends, I came across a very well-put little post over at Ex Cathedra, where the point is made that the RIAA cartel...

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    Hot Damn!

    by  • September 2, 2005 • PERSONAL • 7 Comments

    Well, as you can see, things around here are a bit different. My Movable Type installation choked on itself and died in the night, and the support guys at my service provider said they couldn’t fix it. So I had a choice, either to go pay some money for support, or to strike out...

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    If you Haven’t Read Bruce Sterling…

    by  • September 1, 2005 • PERSONAL • 0 Comments

    Heavy Weather, then you may not need to in the future. I’ve been out of the news loop for a while now, at least since camp, but when I heard people talking about this in the office, it sounded like it was out of that novel. Disaster, flooding and looting, the climate-driven breakdown of...

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    An Impromptu Rap

    by  • September 1, 2005 • PERSONAL • 1 Comment

    Saw one of my laziest students ever barrelling down the street in his car, blasting hip-hop, and this little rap took form in my mind. It’s not nice. If you’re likely to complain, don’t read the extended section. I don’t want to hear whining, complaints, or protestations.

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