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friday favourites 08.02.13

image of the week
it's not often canadians get to look at winter in other places and think "man, that sucks". but this is one of those days. damn, hang tight, boston, we feel sorry for you and wish you the best. of course, there's always the chance that the power gets knocked out, in which case those in the path of the storm would only being seeing this much later... welcome back! you made it!

this week has not been one to write home about [although it was stressful enough that i called my mum just to hear a friendly voice]. there are times when your stress level gets high enough that you can't concentrate on anything other than your own stress, including getting through the mountain of things you have to do, which is the main reason you're feeling stressed to begin with. it's nice that our brains are biologically programmed to shut down like that. sort of makes you wonder how me managed to evolve this far. 

it's certainly one of those weeks when i needed...

good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet

remember how republicans said it was just an anomaly that one of their candidates used the phrase "legitimate rape"? the guy they put up for vice president thinks that rapists should be able to sue their victims if those victims seek to have an abortion. because jesus.

just because you're ten feet tall and green doesn't mean you don't have a woman's needs, according to marvel

are you a better writer than a second grader? if you're in the nfl, it seems unlikely

still trying to shed those extra holiday ounces? lose fat that natural way through moosing! [via me-fi]

what's more comforting in winter than a grilled cheese on toast? a grilled cheese on cheese, my friend. [this might require a moose cleanse afterward.]

quote of the week
"Now is the winter of our discontent"- shakespeare, richard iii

although the phrase actually means "now is the time when we are least miserable", which is a really emo kind of sentiment for the sixteenth century, it does seem appropriate to have a quote of the week that features both the words "winter" and "discontent", since i think there are a lot of people discontented with winter at the moment. plus, of course, the historical richard iii turned up under a car park this week. in another five hundred years or so, they'll find jimmy hoffa. 

musical notes

a very powerful piece that dominic did...


follow-up and shameless self-promotion

after my unpleasant run-in with an stm bus driver on monday, i did send a polite, firm letter to them indicating that i didn't think that it was cool to give their drivers free reign to scream at injured customers. i haven't received any kind of official response [and since i didn't request any specific action or ask a question, i may not get one], but i did speak to the transit worker to whom i tried to complain just after the incident. he says that he spoke to the driver and that the screaming was because he [the driver] thought someone- not me- had tried to bang on the door of the bus and it startled him. case closed. unless you consider that the guy specifically yelled at me about running, not at anyone else and not about banging on the door. 

i realise that lives aren't going to be lost or saved because of this, but i find it funny that there is clearly an attempt to convince me that screaming at customers is a completely acceptable way of doing business. on the other hand, perhaps i should take that as a cue that i can behave the same way... 

i still have a scraped up hand and a sore knee, which serve as a reminder that running is always a bad idea and i shouldn't attempt to do it under any circumstances. 

today, this same bus driver got impatient with the vehicle in front of him and started frantically sounding the horn. i'm sure we've all felt that kind of frustration, but most of us don't go batshit with the honking when the vehicle in front of us is a snow plough in the process of clearing the road. someone needs to switch to decaf.

something i forgot to mention when i posted our play lists from the caustic lounge yesterday was that the next lounge will be on march 6th and it's our second anniversary party! please consider coming along to usher us into the terrible twos!

kitteh of the week

simon, drilling for cuddles...


that's all for this week, folks! stay warm, dry and safe and remember it's never a bad idea to cuddle your cats! unless the cat is a tiger. then it's possible that it could be a bad idea, but you'll never know until you try it. 

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mental health mondays :: the war at home

what's worse than being sent off to war when you're barely old enough to order a drink in a bar? making it home only to get poisoned by the government that sent you there. 
although it's certainly not a secret, i don't find that the opiate/ opioid crisis happening in america gets nearly the attention it deserves. at least, what attention it gets just seems to repeat "thousands of people are dying, it's terrible", without ever explaining how things got to the state they are now. there's mention of heroin becoming cheaper, of shameful over-prescriptions and dumping of pills in poorly regulated states/ counties, etc. but too much of the media coverage seems content to say that there's a problem and leave it at that.

one of the things that might be hindering debate is that a very big problem likely has a lot of different causes, which means that it's important to break it down into smaller problems to deal with it. and one of those problems conne…

jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

digging for [audio] treasure

my computer tells me that i need to cut down the amount of music stored on my overstuffed hard drive. my ears tell me that that would deprive me of some wonderful listening experiences. 
halifax, nova scotia was not the easiest place to find out about music with limited appeal. it was a very music-centred city, to be sure, but, being smaller, things like noise, industrial, and experimental music struggled to gain a foothold, even as the alternative rock scene exploded in the early nineties. i was lucky enough to have some friends who were happy to share music that they loved, but i knew that there were lots of things that i was missing out on.

with the dawn of the internet, and various types of music sharing, i found myself able to discover bands that i'd heard about, but never managed to track down, from the days of underground cassette culture. and, to my surprise and elation, many of them do very much live up to what i'd imagined from reading descriptions of them in catalo…