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September 26, 2006 17:21 +0000  |  Personal Life Why I'm Here 4

I've been thinking a lot about my time here. Not just in Toronto, but in Ottawa as well.

I left home with a simple premise in mind: The world needs fixing and I can't honestly say that I know how to do it unless I've left my corner of the country to see what's out there. The thinking was that I needed to learn about "how the world works" before I could fix it and so I came out East to find out.

Unfortunately though, since having moved out this way, I have become more pessimistic, more realistic, and sadly, more pragmatic -- traits that do not necessarily embody the visionary I wanted to become. My faith in humanity has all be disappeared and my cynicism surrounding our future grows thicker with every community event I attend. The problems of the world are two fold: On one side you have smart people exploiting the planet and it's inhabitants, and on the other, you have hordes upon hordes of apathetic or just plain stupid people who either don't know what they're doing or just like to hear themselves talk. Sometimes, I am even afraid that I am part of this latter group -- I suppose that there is hope for my ego yet.

The problem appears to be my fading Faith in humanity. Sure, some people care, but not enough of them and even those who do care often can't Do Right because of factors like costs and that painful urge to eat. What's more, I've found that the problems of the world are much broader than I had initially assumed. While not surprising, the idea that anyone can "fix the world" is beginning to sound so foolish that even someone as idealistic as myself is having trouble with the concept. Indeed, I often wonder if I can even make a dent in the various issues I've run into here -- even with the hordes of like-minded people around me.

I've also recently come to realise that not only is this Path an embittering one, but that it's also full of distractions like having a life of my own. Striking a balance between having a social life, ie. the Why We Fight line of thinking, and getting work done is a continuous problem. On the one hand I have people I care about and personal joys that I've put on hold, and on the other, I have, what Al Gore so elegantly articulated in his movie: The Whole Planet. How can I be a Good and responsible citizen and still go to choir practise when more work needs to be done?

Maybe this is what I needed to learn more than anything else out here. Maybe I needed to develop a healthy disdain for people and the democratic process... but I don't want to believe that. I came here to understand the world better, and I'm afraid that I've learned the wrong lessons.

September 18, 2006 06:15 +0000  |  Personal Life 16

I remember way back to when I was dating Michelle all those years ago. She'd lectured me on the right celebratory moments in a relationship. Her reasoning at the time, I assume, was likely based in the limited length of relationships for people our age. You have to take note of the 3month mark, 6month, and then every following year... Seemed a bit nuts at the time, but who am I to turn down a reason for good food?

So how did we celebrate? We went to Lola Bistro where I consumed a 24oz steak and some absolutely FABULOUS bernaise sauce. (Melanie did the research to find which steak houses in Toronto actually serve the stuff -- you'd be surprised at how many good places just don't) The chef was friendly and talented, and he even let me take the remainder of the sauce home!

Mmmmmmmm. Beef Coma.

September 15, 2006 13:20 +0000  |  Personal Life 5

Conversation between my best friend and I

ChrisSo what're your plans when you finally move back home?
MeI'm not sure really. I think I'd like to run in municipal or provincial politics but I'm afraid that while a lot of people might like what I have to say, I'm just not likeable enough publically.
ChrisHmmm, well then I have and idea. I'll run in your place and be your puppet. You just tell me what to say!

I have awesome friends.

September 13, 2006 00:03 +0000  |  Personal Life 51

Ripped from Eden's blog.

I want to know 20 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. My thinking is that if you're reading my blog, I should get to know something about you too ;-)

  1. Your Middle Name:
  2. Age:
  3. Single or Taken:
  4. Favourite Movie:
  5. Favourite Song:
  6. Favourite Band/Artist:
  7. Dirty or Clean:
  8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
  9. Do we know each other outside of teh intarweb?
  10. Whats your philosophy on life?
  11. Would you have my back in a fight?
  12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
  13. What is your favourite memory of us?
  14. Would you give me a kidney?
  15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
  16. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
  17. Can we get together and make a cake?
  18. Have you heard any rumours of me lately?
  19. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
  20. Do you think I'm a good person?
  21. Would you drive across country with me?
  22. Do you think I'm attractive?
  23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
  24. What do you wear to sleep?
  25. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
  26. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you? (You know, if I wasn't already dating someone awesome (Hi Melanie!))
  27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
  28. Will you re-post this so I can fill it out for you?

September 05, 2006 14:34 +0000  |  Personal Life 5

For some reason, I have the theme song for "The Polkadot Door" in my head this morning.... Now that I've written that out, i think I remember now. There was a girl getting off the subway this morning in a polkadot blouse. I guess that's all it took.

So this weekend was both really good and bad. On Friday, Melanie took me to see Videogames Live which was absolutely beautiful. The Super Mario Guy was there, and he was asked to play a Final Fantasy Medley that I'll remember for years. I'm not sure that I can describe it adequately really. Just imagine the best parts of all twelve games pieced together, played out beautifully on a solo piano. I hugged Melanie an extra bunch that night.

Saturday was the Fan Expo, essentially a gathering of geeks from various genres mainly composed of sci-fi, anime and comic books. There was a bunch of cosplay as well, including a brilliant Cloud Strife and someone even dressed up as Rosette from Chrno Crusade. Throw in some Firefly fans in Jayne hats we ran into later at Eastside Mario's and the night was pretty damn cool.

Sunday however was not so happy. Melanie's Australian (aka Amber) was due to head south to New York for the next leg of her trip and no one here really wanted her to go. I made brunch for the lot of them in the morning and accompanied Amber to Pearson while I met up with Theresa for a reunion of my own: Emily-Jane is in town for a month!

I visited Janice and Gabe's new apartment and helped to beta-test it by cleverly finding a thumb tack with my foot, then went back to Theresa's place to help make pumpkin-apple crumble and chat up Emily some more. It's funny, I don't usually get very attached to people, and I'd not expected to see her ever again once she left for South Korea, but I was just tickled pink to be able to spend time with her that day.

Sunday night ended with karaoke at the Rivoli, this time with Melanie in tow so she could see that I really could sing. Kelly and I got to do a duet and Mel was just giddy over the fact that her boyfriend could sing... now if only she could take the stage... eh Mel?

Monday was, as the Labour Unions intended, a day of rest. Melanie and I spent the day lounging in front of Farscape and then stopped in at the theatre for a double header: Step Up and Bon Cop, Bad Cop. Both excellent movies, but if you see only one, check out the latter. Canadian comedy at it's best. Seriously, one of the funniest flicks I've seen in years.

But there was one slice of bad news (on top of Amber's departure). I've misplaced my cellphone. I honestly have no idea where it went. Melanie helped me retrace my steps after karaoke Sunday but we'd not seen it since I left the bar... It could be anywhere. Melanie said she'd wake up early today and listen for it's auto-alarm (it rings even when it's off) but I'm not holding out any hope. What's worse, is that I'm starting my first on-call week at work and now there's nothing to be called on. If I didn't know better, I'd think that I'd subconsciously developed a mental block just to make the whole on-call concept more contemptable. ...I'm not sure how I'm going to explain things at work today if I don't get an email from Melanie consisting of good news. Hey Saint Anthony, care to help a Pagan out?

August 29, 2006 14:55 +0000  |  Personal Life 10

As an experiment, Melanie and I traded places with the blogging this weekend. The following is her account of how we spent last weekend, so if you'd like to see my account, you'll have to check out my own post on her LiveJournal.

Hello, this is *cough*ahem*deep voice* Hello, this is Daniel, the cute and cuddly boyfriend of the most awesomest Melanie ever. I will now commence my 35 page dissertation on How and Why Melanie is So Damn Cool.

In the beginning there was nothingness. And then POOF there was Melanie!

teehee. Just kidding. It's not really Daniel. It was Melanie all along! Fooled you!

So Daniel thought it would be cute if we blogged for each other, and because I think he is so gosh darn cute, I agreed with him. So here is my account of what Daniel did this weekend:

Friday was teh suck, so Daniel came over to my place and was sad and tired from working so hard all weekend. I suppressed the urge to tell him he works too hard, because he looked like he was tied on with a very thin string that might snap at any moment. The poor boy looked miserable at the prospect of going to the party we had been invited to, so I encouraged (read: begged) him to stay at home and get some sleep. He was momentarily distracted by something shiny (music), but sleep was had.

There was also some Men in Black II action going on, but this is a PG blog.

Saturday there was sleeping in, which is always nice. Daniel woke me up early because he had been sleeping for 12 hours. Then we ate breakfast. I love watching Daniel eat, because he seems very focused on the food. Sometimes I stare at him and watch his jaw move, and wonder what he's thinking about that is so important that he can only concentrate on it when he is eating cereal. Oh, the mysteries of men.

Saturday afternoon Daniel's friend Tanya (who is also awesome) came over to visit with a friend of hers. The four of us (and my Australian, amber) played video games and ate birthday pizza. Here would be a good spot for a picture of the birthday pizza. Are you surprised that there is no picture? Don't be. Daniel took a photo, but has barely had time to breathe since then, so there is no uploading. Just try to imagine a very cute pizza with a smiley face and a very cute Tanya with an even prettier smiley face. It was adorable.

Oh wait, Scott was there too. I forgot. Scott and I teamed up in Cranium and kicked all kinds of ass. We rock. Sorry, Daniel, but it's kill or be killed. I take no prisoners in Cranium! This entry is long. For those of you who are not skimming, hello! Nice to meet you! I offer you millions and millions of dollars! Oh, also, I just said that in Daniel's voice, so he's the one who really offers.

Sunday we met about ten million people for an all-you-can-eat brunch at the Golden Griddle, and Daniel got water spilled all over him by a waitress. Teehee. The man was wearing three layers of clothes, including a raincoat, and somehow he still ended up wet. On the plus side, his breakfast was on the house. On the minus side, I forgot my money at home and had to ask him to pay for my food. Thanks, Daniel! You rock.

Afterwards we met up with Stephen, Irena, and Robin and went to the car-free Kensington Market thingy, which I have never been to before. Daniel mingled briefly with his TPSC buddies, scowled at a man who was badly moderating a debate, and argued with a girl about the need for air in chip bags. He's so cute. Meanwhile, I looked for giant chess.

After the Kensington Market thing (did you know that Don McKeller lives in Kensington Market? True story.), there was more gaming. Oh no wait, there wasn't. There was supposed to be gaming, but instead we watched Red vs Blue, and Daniel geeked some more. Some day that boy will geek himself right into a coma.

Daniel's personal vow to go home early on Sunday failed, and he stayed at my place until almost midnight -- although it should be noted that he was working the entire time. I hope you TPSC people praise and shower him with love and cookies! He rocks so hardcore, even Daredevil is afraid of him. Daredevil is the man without fear people, so you can appreciate the significance of such comments.

I am done now. yay! Sorry to babble so, but I do maintain about five blogs. Apparently I have a lot to say about everything.

Melanie

ps: Hello! Nice to meet you!

I'll see if I can get that pizza-cake picture out of my camera at some point this week :-)

August 22, 2006 16:58 +0000  |  Personal Life 0

I know I've been falling behind on the blogging lately. I've been really busy (three TPSC meetings this week two birthday parties, new girlfriend, new job, etc.) so I've not really been writing about any of that stuff, just doing it.

I might be able to find some time though if I can just kill off Gannon and rescue Princess Zelda from his evil clutches. I tried out the final dungeon today on my way to work and got my ass handed to me... Wish me luck for the commute home today eh?

August 18, 2006 13:47 +0000  |  Miscellaneous Personal Life 12

Why do people who leave newspapers on the train think it's ok even after you call to them with "hey buddy, you forgot your paper"? Just a quick thought for the morning.

I'm on the train to work and I'm quite late. I blame Melanie 'cause she was so damned distracting while I was trying to get out of the house. I can't be mad at her thought 'cause she got me the coolest gifts ever last night while we were having Korean Barbecue. What were these wonderful gifts you ask? The first was a pair of tickets to see a show called "Videogames Live", a symphonic series that covers all sorts of music from our favourite video games. Imagine hearing the Zelda theme in a Massey Hall... It'll be frikkin' awesome. The second gift was a rose! Yes, I'm aware of the points deducted from my Man Card for getting excited over this, but she got me a rose! It's very pretty :-)

I am now going to plug in my controler and see if I can find my way to the 7th dungeon the Dark World before I get to my stop. Wish me luck :-)

August 08, 2006 22:04 +0000  |  Personal Life 5

I know I've been slacking off with the blogging, but who cares! Annie's getting married! What could I possibly say that could top that?

Congratulations Annie. It's odd now to look back on the day I met you in high school math... Who knew we'd all end up like this?

August 02, 2006 18:15 +0000  |  Personal Life 8

I love weddings. I'm not sure why. I'm not interested in having one for myself anytime soon, but that doesn't stop me from getting excited about other people tying the knot.

A few months ago, I was at the Rivoli's karaoke night with Pavel and Leah when she introduced me to her ring... Leah and Jo were getting married and was ridiculously giddy about the whole thing. Pavel maintained his usual nonchalaunt attitude: "Yeah... you didn't know?" But I was stoked. Granted, I didn't expect to get invited, they were, after all, friends of Pavel's, and by association mine, but it's still nice to see some romanticism in the world.

But recently, Leah asked if I'd be willing to show up with my camera and act as one of the photographers in an unofficial capacity. That is to say, I'd be a guest with a camera and hopefully I'd shoot some nice things. I got my invitation two days ago and it's just so pretty... I can't wait to go. I'm sure Leah will be awesome in her gown.