Friday, November 27, 2009

Master Khan
















Do you know this mouse? We believed we had caught the elusive Master Khan, however this morning, well after the release of the fugitive into the wild, another critter who looked suspiciously like him scurried under the dresser. If you see this mouse, call 542-6666 (KHA-NNNN) immediately.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Working on your Resume


Working on your resume, while at work, on a computer whose screen everyone entering the premises can see: Tacky.
Tackier than baseball JC. Tackier than blogging while at work.
End Transmission

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Unemployed in St. Thomas

Working on a project for school. It involves choosing 75 books to buy for a library in St. Thomas Ontario (whose notable characteristic recently is that it has lost thousands of jobs in the auto and manufacturing sectors).
Unfortunately, we chose the Dewey area of 'Recreation and Sports', which means I'm sifting through a lot of books like 'How to win at Internet Poker' and 'Solitaire and other solo games' and 'Drinking Games neither you nor your friends will remember' and 'How to become an awesome online gamer'.
Every book hurts a little. Except Amy Sedaris' book on entertaining, which I think might be a perfectly justified addition to any library.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Moondog


I went to Wikipedia to discover the name of the type of Jazz played occasionally on my favourite playlist. Was it free jazz? Experimental? Whatever it's called, it gives me a goddamned headache, and makes me milli-anxious.
Instead I discover Moondog. I'm still not sure if I like his music, and it seems he's become a bit of a cult figure to some, but he's an interesting chap. Blind, he lived on the streets for many years by choice, and earned the nickname 'The Viking of 6th Avenue. Apparently, though, he was a talented composer who even invented a couple of instruments.
Here's a sample if you're interested.

Go Moondog!

Monday, November 9, 2009


Today I thought I came up with the perfect job for myself. I wondered if it already existed, and it seemed to me that it might be an untapped market, and that I could land or create the position.
Unfortunately I've forgotten what it was. Goodbye, calling.

Friday, November 6, 2009

What to do

When you're walking down the street, with a load of confusing feelings. When things seem out of control and you want to laugh like a mad person. When you're too old for most of the classic self-destructive behaviours, and too prissy to go out on a bender.
Solution: SUPERCUTS. 10 minutes and 14 dollars later and I'm a new(ish) woman.

Ask Manny for the short-long. It'll do you good.