Great Escape
The Current Fantasy
The Current
The Pilot's Boy
Chapeau Bas
With What Speed
Male Non Male
ZedZedZed
Gardeners of Salonika
Village Explorers
Robotnik
IFF
NOtext
If you ever use one of these for your band, you owe me 5$.
2008/03/13
2008/02/12
On Disabilities
When you haven't been able to hear for a week, your alarm in the morning is a wonderful sound. Even if it means your six hours of sleep are now over. Having your ears plugged all the time is terribly annoying, especially when you're trying to write midterms or participate in discussions. And all it took to cure myself was to threaten to go to the doctor about it. Yesterday as I'm sitting in school, unable to hear, a man taps me on the shoulder and hands me a card that says "I am a deaf person. I make a living selling these cards. Please buy one at any price." So after realising that I probably couldn't resell the card very easily dressed as I was, I wrote "Really? I can't hear either!" on my chem homework. I thought it'd be mean to ask him to buy it though. Honestly, if you're going to sell cards, you could draw something nice on them. The deaf guy at the ferries sold little fold-up scissors. This guy is really just lazy. I say that, but I don't give money to homeless musicians either. I guess when you've seen them do their income tax, you realise they've lost touch with their roots. Which reminds me, do you think that really rare braille books get put behind glass?
2007/12/21
2007/11/29
Realisings
My initials backwards spell MSG
Frites sauce at Nouveau Systeme are $3.14
1/8 of University is almost over
I got $6.66 back in change when all I bought was eggs, which I ate over-easy instead
Tax rates vary from Subway to Subway
White pants are awesome
No one in the world can spell or pronounce McLeod
Zen is not a word in scrabble, but 'et' (the past tense of eat) is
Yodelling is harder than it sounds
'One Night Band' is a play on words based on the expression 'One night stand'
Sometimes hats serve a purpose
Frites sauce at Nouveau Systeme are $3.14
1/8 of University is almost over
I got $6.66 back in change when all I bought was eggs, which I ate over-easy instead
Tax rates vary from Subway to Subway
White pants are awesome
No one in the world can spell or pronounce McLeod
Zen is not a word in scrabble, but 'et' (the past tense of eat) is
Yodelling is harder than it sounds
'One Night Band' is a play on words based on the expression 'One night stand'
Sometimes hats serve a purpose
2007/10/27
Carrot Cake
I probably should have wrote this as soon as it happened, but one thing led to another and the writing about Carrot Cake was postponed. As a result, my emotions and impressions of said cake are dulled; who knows what fantastic truths about the intrinsic nature of cake I might have discovered if I had written at the time of the Event. Because that's what it was, not simply some gastronomical enterprise gone horribly, terrifyingly wrong, but a... oh wait. That's what it was. Never mind.
So I decided to make carrot cake one evening, and found a recipe which made 'The Best Carrot Cake in the World'; how could I go wrong? It called for three eggs, and since the only empty and unlocked apartment on my floor only had two, I was doomed to some serious mental math. A 2/3s batch, indeed. Well, the only pan available to me was a meatloaf-style glass thing, so after carefully mixing the ingredients I spooned the gooey mess into loaf-form. Put it in the oven, and after the 45 minutes that the recipe claimed would cook the cake had elapsed, it was clearly not done.
I turned the heat up, and 15 minutes later I carefully set the carrot-based loaf on top of the oven. The edges were starting to blacken, and the top was crusty. Excellent, time to put the icing on; I spooned it into the middle of the cake and turned away to get a knife to spread it. When I turned back, the cake was eating the icing. More accurately, the icing was sinking like a tiny Titanic, with an even tinier Leonardo diCaprio nowhere to be seen.
So the cake was definitely not done. I put it back in for 20 minutes or so, hoping that maybe the icing would bake itself into the cake, and maybe this new kind of cake would make me rich. Apparently not, though, it just congealed and blackened, or bubbled up through the top. After another hour, the cake still would not cook.
So I stabbed it with a fork until it was dead, and then ate as much as I could before feeling sick. Which wasn't a whole lot. Ah well.
So I decided to make carrot cake one evening, and found a recipe which made 'The Best Carrot Cake in the World'; how could I go wrong? It called for three eggs, and since the only empty and unlocked apartment on my floor only had two, I was doomed to some serious mental math. A 2/3s batch, indeed. Well, the only pan available to me was a meatloaf-style glass thing, so after carefully mixing the ingredients I spooned the gooey mess into loaf-form. Put it in the oven, and after the 45 minutes that the recipe claimed would cook the cake had elapsed, it was clearly not done.
I turned the heat up, and 15 minutes later I carefully set the carrot-based loaf on top of the oven. The edges were starting to blacken, and the top was crusty. Excellent, time to put the icing on; I spooned it into the middle of the cake and turned away to get a knife to spread it. When I turned back, the cake was eating the icing. More accurately, the icing was sinking like a tiny Titanic, with an even tinier Leonardo diCaprio nowhere to be seen.
So the cake was definitely not done. I put it back in for 20 minutes or so, hoping that maybe the icing would bake itself into the cake, and maybe this new kind of cake would make me rich. Apparently not, though, it just congealed and blackened, or bubbled up through the top. After another hour, the cake still would not cook.
So I stabbed it with a fork until it was dead, and then ate as much as I could before feeling sick. Which wasn't a whole lot. Ah well.
2007/09/29
Breaking News
Apparently <3 is supposed to be a heart! Ohhh...
The internet is so retarded.
Why isn't PH a beaver in a pirate costume, then?
The internet is so retarded.
Why isn't PH a beaver in a pirate costume, then?
Paper
Philosophical problems and philosophical writing require careful and extended reflection. Don't wait until two or three nights before the paper is due to begin. That is very stupid.
Ah, Jim Pryor, how dare you call me stupid. Though I am, I have less than two days to wite my 5-7 for Poli Theory. Which, apparently, is pretty much philosophy. I keep distracting myself, too. For example, I rearranged the furniture in my room, made omelettes, partied, slept, lined up my shoes in a row, did laundry, wrote on my blog, made a receptacle (tin can) for my pens and pencils, thought about buying a chair, made an excel spreadsheet, arranged guitar picks like flower petals, set my alarm clock for monday morning, and made a to-do list which says WRITE PAPER in big letters. Hey, I even hi-lited it. In four different colours. Now I'm looking for some popsicle sticks, and a glue gun...
Ah, Jim Pryor, how dare you call me stupid. Though I am, I have less than two days to wite my 5-7 for Poli Theory. Which, apparently, is pretty much philosophy. I keep distracting myself, too. For example, I rearranged the furniture in my room, made omelettes, partied, slept, lined up my shoes in a row, did laundry, wrote on my blog, made a receptacle (tin can) for my pens and pencils, thought about buying a chair, made an excel spreadsheet, arranged guitar picks like flower petals, set my alarm clock for monday morning, and made a to-do list which says WRITE PAPER in big letters. Hey, I even hi-lited it. In four different colours. Now I'm looking for some popsicle sticks, and a glue gun...
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