Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Happy Birthday Jakey


Jake Gyllenhaal, originally uploaded by Louis XVI.

ummm, what was I saying?
goodness.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Canadian Christmas Music

For those of you who would rather pop your own eardrums than hear another Sarah McLachlan "Little Drummer Boy" dance remix, here's a link to some authentic old skuul Canadian classics.

Shameless self-promotion, I know.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Shards of glass keep falling on my head ... not as snappy as raindrops

Has anyone else noticed (and been totally freaked out and alarmed by) the graphic for freezing rain on the beloved Weather Network? They might as well have smeared these "raindrops" with blood because no one is getting away alive from this nasty precipitation.
I'm only sayin'.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Love on the picket line

LAist has been posting these Youtube clips from the writer's that are on strike.
It really is fantastic how these creative folks just can't seem to stop being creative. Like, seriously...whereas some people would just sit at home on their couches eating Cheezies these guys are making music videos and doing stand-up on the fly.
I love it. And it'll be the only thing keeping me going until The Office comes out of reruns.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

It's all happening!


Time traveller wife, originally uploaded by Librarian In The City.

I'm tracking this movie production like a hawk and it's easy to do when it's being filmed all around me.
I caught this sign for Time Traveler's Wife on my way home on Saturday night outside of Osgoode Hall and had to take a pic. I am dying to see this movie and am praying to all forms of god that it doesn't bitch up the book too much.
Stay strong Rachel - you're the perfect Clare.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The Home-cookin' challenge

This past weekend whilst the bf and I were impatiently waiting for our dinners at a local Toronto eatery, the bf uttered a most frightening sentence "We should try eating at home more". Naturally I screamed "WHY!?" and threw myself dramatically across the table, sending our tealight candle and dessert menu flying.
After the drama settled and I realized that the bf wasn't suggesting that I was a bottomless pit of takeout menu's and tip calculators - I agreed that yes, creating a home-cooked meal once and awhile wasn't a completely useless waste of our time.

And so it began that on Saturday evening we made our pact. For the next week we will try our utmost to only eat food that we create at home. To be fair, this pact was open to store bought alcohol and prepared frozen dinners (ie. PC Veggie Lasagna, mmmm) but not to fully prepared, heated dinners (a la Sobey's roasted chicken) or restaurant takeout.
Sunday went over without a hitch - but that's Sunday, the easiest day of the week given that the first half of it is spent asleep.
Monday went well until I met some friends for drinks. The drink part was ok but we did end up purchasing some nacho chips and salsa. But really, it would be unfair to expect us to drink without anything to nibble on.
The next few days are going to be tough considering that I have at least three work events to attend, all of which will be rife with delicious, catered food.
I'll have to consult the rule books on this one - if the food is free does it still count against me?

we don't ALL wear glasses

if i wore t-shirts i would buy this one...except that the last date would read October 16, 'cause that homeless guy on the train this morning was on me like a fat kid on a smartie.
either that or he had a wonky eye.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Smooches and Smacks: Dark Mornings and Dumb Neighbors


morning-moon_II, originally uploaded by CurlyCam

Smooches: to the morning.
Some of my fondest childhood memories involved waking up on dark, fall mornings to a pot of hot tea and porridge on the table. Funny enough, this is still the way I prefer to start the day so it was with snuggly, sleepy-eyed joy that I started today in the dark. It was one of the first mornings in a long time when I have actually had to flip on the lights to make my way around. Don't get me wrong I still enjoy the rays that comes through my east-facing windows - but sometimes I just find the sun a bit too obnoxious for 7am...or even 8am.


Smacks: to my neighbors. I understand that there are several things wrong with my new condo building. The management sucks, the new gym is abysmal, 10 months in and the hallways and elevators still aren't finished...the list goes on. This however does not mean that we need to act like savages. This image was the scene in my mailroom last night. There was a piece of junkmail put into our boxes and I suppose in order to protest the fact that a recycling bin was over 5 metres away residents were forced to drop said mail like it was hot. Insane. I didn't realize that I was living in a daycare where basic concepts of human decency needed to be explained in low-literacy, ESL terms.

Monday, September 24, 2007

The Best of Summer '07

Yesterday we bid farewell to summer and welcomed in the crisp, cleansing winds of Fall - or at least we did until today's 30 degree humidex. Mother Nature's ADD aside, I had a summer full of excellent beauty product finds and thought that I would share them with the world.

Best Body Moisturizer:
Vaseline Intensive Care Cocoa Butter
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LOVE this moisturizer. Coming from a genetic legacy of old ladies with flaky, crepe-papery skin I am doing everything I can to keep this white skin from cracking - which means that everyday I slather some form of body butter into my nooks and crannies (I apologize for the visual). Given all this slathering I have a thing or two to say about body moisturizers and am very picky about the consistency, smell, oiliness and packaging. I give this little darling an A+ in all categories. Love that it's a smooth lotion without any oily residue, it has a lovely smell that makes me want to lick myself and it comes in a PUMP which I love. There's nothing I hate more than a tube of lotion flying out of my greasy hands. The one downside to this line: No SPF. C'mon Vaseline. Really? In this day and age no one should be making a lotion without an SPF, it should just be a given. And yet here I am, still slathering on the sunblock. One day my prince will come.

Best Face/Lips/Eyes Moisturizers:
Jameson Vitamin E Cream / 100% Oil / Eye Serum
I was alerted to this product by my bf's sister - she has the skin of a 19 year old so I trusted her on this one. I started out with the 100% Oil which I now use solely on my lips (it's very reminiscent of Mac's Lip Glass) and also when I get cuts and boo boos. It's amazing when it comes to healing cuts and bites and now my lips feel like satin. Next I got the cream which I apply before bed because it's heavier and acts as a night cream. I love it and perhaps it's psychological but I have already noticed a difference in the texture of my skin and I've only been using it for a month. Lastly, the D-stress eye cream. This was the most expensive of the three so I waited until I could use my Optimum points on it at the SDM. So far I don't have that much to say in the way of how firming or de-stressing this cream is, but I'm happy to have found one that doesn't sting my eyes or make my mascara run across my face like I'm Baby Jane.


Best Hair Conditioner:
Kiehl's Olive Fruit Nourishing Conditioner

After I fell out of love with my L'Oreal Professional conditioner in June I went on the hunt for a fresh new option that still had as much kick as the old. Again, I'm very picky about all aspects of my hair conditioner and I need one that packs a shiny punch because I tend to have the dry, frizzies throughout most of the summer. Don't even get me started on how much I love shopping at Kiehl's because I could go on about their customer appreciation and free samples for a long time. And not to sound like a broken mp3 - but I LOVE this product. Again, I could eat it. It literally feels like running butter through my hair but it rinses out clean and silky. What more do you want?




Best New Product:
Sensodyne Pronamel Toothpaste
Last summer I had to have a filling in a molar replaced and ever since then I haven't been able to chew on that side of my mouth (winner of worst dentist ever to be announced later). I had always heard about Sensodyne and basically wrote it off as snake oil - until this new ilne of Pronamel was launched and changed my life forever! Suddenly I can eat popsicles, swallow ice water, chew black licorice...it's a miracle! The flavour isn't the best but the fact that I'm not in pain is good enough for me.



Second Best New Product:
Rimmel Sun Shimmer Sexy Legs
By the end of the summer I had given up on faking a tan and just went with my ghostly white pallor, but in late June I was all about the Sexy Legs. Not only does this body makeup have a fairly pleasant odor (unlike so many of the self tanning products) but it also washes off easily in the shower. Not exactly the product you'd want in a rainstorm or at the poolside, but good enough for parties and nights out. It has a bit of a sparkle to it that I kind of liked as well. Bravo Rimmel. Now if only you could have added some SPF to this concoction I'd have given you an A++.

Friday, September 14, 2007

White Supremacy

Hey Fall, stop being so racist. If I wanna put these fancy white pieces of heaven on my feet than I damn well will.

[update: this image is now unavailable. it seems the louboutin white oxford is an elusive little sod. désolée.]

Has anyone else noticed that Lenscrafter included these dreamy Louboutin's in their latest tv ads? I didn't realize they'd become such a high-end retailer, maybe they're trying to reach out to the often underserved, wealthy clientelle.
I must concede that the black cousin of the Miss Fred bootie is also quite attactive ... see, I can be just as inclusive as the next gal.

Spend 30 Seconds to Save the Arts

"Did you know the city's budget crisis could mean the end to theatres, galleries, festivals, concerts and all funding to writers, artists and musicians? It could also mean the end to libraries, community centres and health programs—everything that makes Toronto one of the world’s most livable cities."


Please follow this link and lend your voice to this growing movement to save all that is good about our city.

Monday, September 10, 2007

My Vacation Report

Last week I was on vacation and before you ask I will tell you that NO I did not leave the city. That does not however indicate a lack of holiday fun on my part. I had truck loads of good times and by the time I rolled out of bed yesterday I had that itch to get back to work. Strange, I know. Particularly given that many of you out there would rather slit your wrists with a hangnail than step foot into your office - and for that I apologize. It does indicate good things to me though - that I am quite content and stimulated by my work, and for that I am very grateful. It was my first real holiday (other than sick days and conferences) since I started here at the Music Factory, so it could have gone either way.

So here's a quick run-down of what I managed to accomplish on my 10 days of freedom time:

1. Planned the bf's bday party and bought him several lovely gifts
2. Cleaned out and reorganized my closet and dresser (ps. I'm in need of another clothing swap soon girls)
3. Picked up and installed my PVR - subsequently altering the course of my tv viewing habits forever
4. Watched and enjoyed the first season of Dexter - subsequently resulting in several sleepless nights
5. Bought some quality olive oil in hopes of making some quality pesto - pesto is on next weeks list
6. Ran everyday
7. Purchased, read and loved the novel Mystic River (I'm a few years behind, I know)
8. Listened to a couple of library audio books while scouring Queen Street
9. Bought the entire fall line from Joe Fresh (or at least it feels like it) except for the shoes which feel like giant plastic clamps wrapped around my feet
10. Rented a Mini Cooper and fully participated in a bout of road rage during the Gardiner closure
11. Got together with friends for some delicious food and free flowing beverages
12. Had afternoon naps.

All in all, a fabulous time.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

You had me at hello, Luvvy.

Introducing the newest member of my family. The shoe family that is...and oh god, she is so beautiful.
Since I brought her home I've been wearing her while washing the floors, dancing in the kitchen, folding laundry. She hasn't made her outdoor debut yet...but soon, very soon.

Please welcome the Steve Madden Luvvy to the front closet.
Notice the gorgeous red patent heel and strap which can be worn in the back or flipped forward a là Mary Jane.
Luvvy it.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Meet Iggy Arbuckle

this better not be another long lost brother that i have to integrate into the brood.

Introducing Iggy Arbuckle and his beaver pal Jiggers.


Meet Iggy Arbuckle, the pig with an appetite for adventure that's as big as all outdoors. When he hears the call of the wild, he always answers on the first ring.

Mmmm, a pig with an appetite.

*thanks to Colin for the heads-up, i'm honoured that an adventurous pig reminded you of me.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Stop Glorifying Fat People

I almost peed my pants when I saw this. And then I puked up my dinner.

In The Know: Should We Be Shaming Obese Children More?

Thursday, August 02, 2007

These shoes are made for ... prozac?

The past few weeks have seen several new pairs of gorgeous footwear enter into my collection. Mostly purchased in bouts of soul-sucking depression and lackluster, mindless walkabouts.
Nothing cures the blues like a pretty pair of stems.

Especially when those stems come topped with a red bow:
And nothing elevates the mood like a few polka-dots:



With a proper gorgeous (and cheap!) red shoe to top it all off, like a maraschino cherry. Yah that's right, it's from Old Navy. Deal with it.


Like brilliant little blue pills they've been working their magic on my psyche.
Side effects include: going broke, loss of closet space, upset bf's, jealous gf's and fallen arches.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Paris Calling, not the Hilton variety.


All signs lately have been beckoning me to Paris. I must get there soon I tell you. And if the movie posters, song lyrics, book plots and runny cheeses don't do it...surely this rugby ad will. HE-LLUH.

Tegan & Sara


Rogers Picnic, originally uploaded by 35mmMonkey.

I'm so pissed that I missed this concert on the weekend. I mean look at these two.
I don't know of any other lesbian twin sisters that can rock a mullet this hard.

Friday, July 27, 2007

TPL gets shazzed on, and by shaz I mean shit.

Reading Toronto reported today the huge cuts being made to the Toronto Public Library services and staff. Among the cuts to book and periodical spending there will also be a freeze on "staff training and travel costs and technology expenses ... meaning that library workers will have to do much more with considerably less."
Excellent idea.
More users + more hits on website = less trained staff + less spending technology = brilliant budgeting committee.
Way to go Toronto.
I'm not all that great at math but I can pretty much work out that the city is giving it up the ass to the largest library system in Canada.

happy anniversary :)


Our first photo, originally uploaded by Librarian In The City.

Today is my third anniversary with my bf .

Three years of me smushing my face into his; of changing his pet names on a daily basis; of very loud laughing and occasionally loud yelling; of illness and injury; of travels and returns; of dinners out and breakfasts in; of delicious coffees and vile bubble teas and of love love love.

Monday, July 23, 2007

rest in peace baby girl

little baby emily died at 5pm last night after complications from her heart surgery. i have no words for this. what i'm sure will be the saddest funeral ever is set for this week. my family are pretty experienced at funeral going as of late - our elders haven't always been the best at taking care of themselves, but at least those funerals are the kind where you drink and cry and laugh and basically celebrate the life of that person.

how can you celebrate a life that was only 12 days old?

like i said, i have no words. just tons of swirling thoughts and soggy tissues.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Baby Emily


Snuggly, originally uploaded by Librarian In The City.

My new little cousin Emily is at this very moment all set to go in for heart surgery at Sick Kids. She's a muffin of a little thing so I'm hoping that the surgeons have had their starbucks/baseball scores/hookers or whatever else they may need to keep a steady hand in the afternoon.

Cross your fingers & toes, touch wood, pray to your god/goddess...whatever you have to do to ensure good wishes :)

Thursday, July 12, 2007

I've missed you LC



This trailer was just released for season 3 of THE HILLS and I'm so excited that I have goosebumps on my arms and tears in my eyes. Time to stock up on diet cokes and popcorn cause the Monday night 10-spot is back baby!

Note to bf: please stay away on Monday nights, I don't have enough cotton swabs left to mop up the bleeding from your eyes and ears.

Sidebar: I'd also like to welcome Jessi and Dan back into my life.
I've missed you both - please don't stay away this long again. BFsF.

The day the music died

Yet another reason not to plan that trip to North Korea -
THEY'RE CLOSING ALL THE KARAOKE BARS!
What has the world come to when a girl can't belt out a little Kelly Clarkson at the end of the day? Speaking of which, I've got to start planning the next exodus to a Chinatown Karaoke Room.

In the wise words of Madonna "Music makes the people come together".
Fight the power bitches.

NKorea Silences Its Karaoke Bars

North Korea will close its karaoke bars in an attempt to stem foreign influences on the isolated communist country, a South Korean civic group said Wednesday.

Separately, the North's Ministry of People's Security conducted house-to-house overnight inspections near the Chinese border earlier this month to search for cell phones and illegal video CDs, the Good Friends aid agency said in a newsletter.

The ministry said in a directive last week that silencing the karaoke outlets was a "mopping-up operation to prevent the ideological and cultural permeation of anti-socialism," according to the aid group.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

You touch my jewelry, I break your legs. Seems fair to me.

I love this story. Rock on sista friend.

Crushed boyfriend's legs, woman gets curfew
Jul 11, 2007 12:58 PM

Courts Bureau

A woman who backed her van into her violent boyfriend before driving away, crushing him against a wall, has been sentenced to a six-month curfew and ordered to take alcohol treatment.

Stephanie Toney, 33, was afraid for her safety and that of her 18-month-old boy as her drunken boyfriend tried to climb into the back of her Chevrolet Lumina van on Jan. 14, 2006, court heard this morning.

She reversed, pinning Quinto Elliott, her boyfriend of two months, between the bumper and a building on Pell St., near Kingston Rd. and Midland Ave.

After she drove away, leaving him lying on the ground, it was an hour before he managed to crawl into the apartment building to seek help.

"The injuries were horrendous," Superior Court Justice John McMahon said.

He had numerous fractures and cuts to his left leg, and injuries to his right leg that required its amputation above the knee.

Toney pleaded guilty today to failing to stop at an accident causing bodily harm.

Normally such a crime warrants a jail sentence, McMahon said.

But the "exceptional circumstances of this case" — including the fact that she is a young single mother who has already served two weeks in pre-trial custody, and the difficulties of the Crown proving its case following the death of the victim due to unrelated causes — argued for a lesser sentence, McMahon said.

Elliott, who had a lengthy violent criminal record, never gave a taped statement to police.

McMahon sentenced the Nova Scotia woman to a six-month conditional sentence and a year's probation, as jointly recommended by Crown prosecutor Paul Amenta and defence lawyer Rebecca Rutherford.

During the six-month sentence, Toney is subject to a 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. curfew. The judge also ordered her to take alcohol treatment, which court heard was at the root of the incident.

The prosecutor then dropped other related charges against her: aggravated assault; assault with a weapon, and dangerous operation of a motor vehicle causing bodily harm.

The couple had been seeing each other about two months and on Jan. 13, 2006, began a heavy overnight drinking binge, according to an agreed statement of facts.

At 6 a.m., Toney tried to wake Elliott, which upset him, Amenta told the judge. He then forced Toney onto a couch, injuring her back. However the dispute was resolved and they drank some more.

At 7 a.m., Toney left the apartment and headed to her van with her boy. Elliott followed, demanding to know where she was going. A physical altercation followed, during which Elliott tore offthe woman's necklace.

Toney got into her van with her son, placing the boy in his car seat.

Elliott tried, against her wishes,to get into the back.

Fearing for her safety and that of the child, she reversed six metres, pinning Elliott against the wall. She then drove away, court heard. She returned to the scene three hours later and was arrested.

Friday, June 29, 2007

Mid-Year Reflections

I don't think that I ever wrote about this but early in the year I decided upon a few "Third Decade Of Life" resolutions. Things like aiming to brush up on my German, take up watercolours, participate more in my financial planning and learn the rules of the apostrophe.
So far I've done a whole lot of nothing.

Today one of my favorite blogs Copyblogger wrote a really good post on common mistakes that people make when they write. I was proud that I was occasionally able to shake my head and wonder aloud "people are seriously that dumb?". I will however hide my head in shame when it comes to the apostrophe. That little bitch has always been my grammatical downfall.
So thank you Copyblogger, today I embark head-high into my TDOL resolutions. Watch out apostrophe, 'cause I'm gonna use the piss out of you.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Pride Run Redux

It's taken me a few days to collect my thoughts from the weekend and write about what went down at the Pride Run. I attribute that mostly to the fact that I'm clearly experiencing some type of postpartum depression. As soon as the event was done I crashed. Emotionally and physically.
I felt like I needed to sleep for a week.
Saturday night a few of us got together to drink and review the events of the day - it was a great way to get some closure and pat each other on the back for a job well done.

I have several highlights that have kept me smiling all week. And here are a few, in no particular order.

The Atmosphere


Pride Run-03.jpg, originally uploaded by ali kamran.

I have to say that none of the newbies on the Pride board were prepared for the scene that went down on Run Day. It was absolute madness - and it felt amazing. Everything was moving so quickly and the crowds were having such a great time, it probably felt as close to a cocaine high as I'll ever feel. I feel like I ran between the start line and the 519 approximately 30 times and every time I did I was either on my cell or yelling after someone.
I live for this shit.

The Costumes


there's no place like homo, originally uploaded by suisham.

I absolutely love this shot. Not only do I love that so many people dressed up in costume - including the "There's no place like homo" team here - but also that so many fantastic photographers were able to volunteer their services. We got some fantastic shots - I made a flickr group if you're interested in seeing more.

The Underwear Fashion Show


DSC_0114, originally uploaded by m42stanle.

The afterparty show was fantastic. I have to admit that I didn't see half of it but the crowd was going crazy and everyone backstage went ballistic when this little scene went down. Pun intended.

Backstage Access


Backstage view, originally uploaded by Librarian In The City.

I mean GOOD. GOD.
No, he was not the gold medal prize.
What a fabulous way to end the morning.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

My boyfriend's back and you're clearly in trouble

That's right, my little Andrew has flown across the pond to get hisself some Wimbledon love.
It's my third most favorite time of the year - after OLA and Pride respectively. I usually like to take this week off of work so that I can concentrate solely on sending Andrew my positive vibes - but this year I'll have to settle for refreshing my browser during game times and cruising for action shots.

Hot Weather = Movie Night

Given that it's hotter than a witches tit outside (who knew witches had such a reputation?) everyone seems to be escaping to the movie theatre for solace and buttery fingers.
Therefore this list is somewhat apropos. Word on Internet Street is that if you've seen more than 60 out of AFI's Top 100 American Movies list you need to get a life.
At 31/100 I think I need to take more sick days.

It's memes like this that make me wish Derek was still writing his blog...maybe one day. *sigh...although I already know that he'd be at least 98/100.

*I've bolded what I've seen.

1. "Citizen Kane," 1941. ugh. whatever, obviously I'm not arty enough for this film.

2. "The Godfather," 1972.

3. "Casablanca," 1942.

4. "Raging Bull," 1980.

5. "Singin' in the Rain," 1952. "I caaaan't staaand 'em".

6. "Gone With the Wind," 1939. Helluh Rhett.

7. "Lawrence of Arabia," 1962.

8. "Schindler's List," 1993. Debbie Downer.

9. "Vertigo," 1958.

10. "The Wizard of Oz," 1939. natch.

11. "City Lights," 1931.

12. "The Searchers," 1956.

13. "Star Wars," 1977. Helluh Harrison.

14. "Psycho," 1960. A heartwarming film. And a fabulous Halloween costume.

15. "2001: A Space Odyssey," 1968.

16. "Sunset Blvd.", 1950.

17. "The Graduate," 1967. Love the music, love lil' Dustin.

18. "The General," 1927.

19. "On the Waterfront," 1954.

20. "It's a Wonderful Life," 1946.

21. "Chinatown," 1974.

22. "Some Like It Hot," 1959.

23. "The Grapes of Wrath," 1940. (I've seen parts)

24. "E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial," 1982. Don't even get me started.

25. "To Kill a Mockingbird," 1962. Helluh Atticus.

26. "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington," 1939.

27. "High Noon," 1952.

28. "All About Eve," 1950.

29. "Double Indemnity," 1944.

30. "Apocalypse Now," 1979.

31. "The Maltese Falcon," 1941.

32. "The Godfather Part II," 1974. Two hours of white knuckles.

33. "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest," 1975.

34. "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs," 1937.

35. "Annie Hall," 1977.

36. "The Bridge on the River Kwai," 1957.

37. "The Best Years of Our Lives," 1946.

38. "The Treasure of the Sierra Madre," 1948.

39. "Dr. Strangelove," 1964.

40. "The Sound of Music," 1965. Again, don't start.

41. "King Kong," 1933.

42. "Bonnie and Clyde," 1967.

43. "Midnight Cowboy," 1969.

44. "The Philadelphia Story," 1940.

45. "Shane," 1953.

46. "It Happened One Night," 1934.

47. "A Streetcar Named Desire," 1951.

48. "Rear Window," 1954.

49. "Intolerance," 1916.

50. "The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring," 2001. Still have my ticket stub.

51. "West Side Story," 1961. Love, love, love.

52. "Taxi Driver," 1976. Ugh, someone needs to take a shower. Stat.

53. "The Deer Hunter," 1978.

54. "M-A-S-H," 1970.

55. "North by Northwest," 1959.

56. "Jaws," 1975. Peed my pants.

57. "Rocky," 1976.

58. "The Gold Rush," 1925.

59. "Nashville," 1975.

60. "Duck Soup," 1933.

61. "Sullivan's Travels," 1941.

62. "American Graffiti," 1973.

63. "Cabaret," 1972.

64. "Network," 1976.

65. "The African Queen," 1951.

66. "Raiders of the Lost Ark," 1981. Harrison only gets better with age.

67. "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?", 1966. Got boring real quick. If I wanted to see arguing I'd pour my Mom another glass of Chablis.

68. "Unforgiven," 1992.

69. "Tootsie," 1982. My first but certainly not my last encounter with drag queens.

70. "A Clockwork Orange," 1971. Was dumbfounded through most of it.

71. "Saving Private Ryan," 1998. Left the theatre too dehydrated to move.

72. "The Shawshank Redemption," 1994. Still amazing. When the librarian kicks it a part of my dies (sorry for that spoiler, but really you have no excuse if you haven't seen this movie yet!)

73. "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid," 1969.

74. "The Silence of the Lambs," 1991. "It puts the lotion in the basket".

75. "In the Heat of the Night," 1967. (I've seen parts.)

76. "Forrest Gump," 1994. I love the handicapped. Especially when they wear bow-ties.

77. "All the President's Men," 1976.

78. "Modern Times," 1936.

79. "The Wild Bunch," 1969.

80. "The Apartment, 1960.

81. "Spartacus," 1960.

82. "Sunrise," 1927.

83. "Titanic," 1997. Again with the crying.

84. "Easy Rider," 1969.

85. "A Night at the Opera," 1935.

86. "Platoon," 1986.

87. "12 Angry Men," 1957.

88. "Bringing Up Baby," 1938.

89. "The Sixth Sense," 1999. Appearances by Donny Wahlberg + Mischa Barton = Greatness.

90. "Swing Time," 1936.

91. "Sophie's Choice," 1982.

92. "Goodfellas," 1990. My love with Ray Liotta continues, even though he's a fatty now.

93. "The French Connection," 1971.

94. "Pulp Fiction," 1994. The dance contest will always be my fave. I can't talk about the gimp.

95. "The Last Picture Show," 1971.

96. "Do the Right Thing," 1989.

97. "Blade Runner," 1982.

98. "Yankee Doodle Dandy," 1942.

99. "Toy Story," 1995. Adorable.

100. "Ben-Hur," 1959.

Geek Jokes - Linux User At Best Buy

I only get them because the bf is one of those snobby geeks.
Although I have to admit laughing out loud (LOLing as it were) at some of these comics.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Mother Nature is a Bitch

What a coincidence that my Toronto Half-Marathon training is supposed to start today and the mercury is topping off at 32 degrees with a lovely dollop of humidity, bringing us up to 39 degrees in the downtown concrete jungle.
But, a gals gotta do what a gals gotta do.
The countdown clock doesn't stop.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

My Pride Gear


I'm pretty impressed with my new "Richard Rhyme Original" Pride Run t-shirt this year and I have to say that so was everyone that I saw on my lunch break today. I ran over to Pita Pan at lunch and had at least five people tell me that they liked me shirt.

I thanked them and then asked politely that they stop staring at my tits.

If you want your own shirt come down to the run this Saturday where they'll be for sale exclusively from 9-12. Here's the 411:

For a limited time only, the PRIDE AND REMEMBRANCE RUN has made available special Road Ribbon Shirts to help raise funds for this year's beneficiaries.
The Road Ribbon logo is hand-screened on American Apparel cotton shirts (the 2001 series of shirts, to be exact).
The Road Ribbon Shirts are $25, with $5 from the sale of every shirt going to support the Toronto People With AIDS Foundation and the Triangle Program.

Contact us if you would like one: richard@priderun.org

Monday, June 18, 2007

Dear Steve Jobs, you're starting to piss me off


I'm used to waiting around for things Steve, so don't think for one second that I'm backing down...but there's only so much one woman can take.
Let's pull the lead out, hey? Don't make me give my love to Prada.

Geektastic

I once went out on a date with a guy who had just purchased a book on the art of editing film , the date was a hot mess and our relationship went up in smoke but the one good thing to come out of it was my introduction to the magic of cinematography. I've always been fascinated by the geeky details that went into certain shots and the planning and research that went into building deeper meaning into apparently simple and innocuous scenes.

I remember being fond of the Twin Peaks movies for this exact reason - I loved hearing my friends (the ones that watched the actual series) come up with random theories on Lil's blue dress and the arrival of the log lady.

This came up again last week with the finale of The Sopranos. I was never a huge fan of the series myself but I can appreciate all of the critique and analysis that has gone into the hotly debated final scene. TorontoMike commented a few times on the evolution of his feelings for those last 40 seconds and today I read a more detailed and researched play-by-play of that scene.
It was amazing. The religious and art references are juxtaposed with those of earlier seasons of the show as well as those from Godfather films. There are even theories about the use of Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" - which in my opinion can only make a good scene gooder. Damn that's a good song.

I may not have any strong feelings about the show but I give two hearts up to these full-on geektastic interpretations.

It's about to get a little hot up in here

Let the pride-ing begin :)

For all the baby daddies in the house

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Touch me, just like that




Yah, I know that I'm pretty slow on the uptake sometimes.
But ever since I got the Spring Awakening cast recording I haven't been able to stop singing this goddamn song.
And now you won't be able to either.

[for those of you reading this on facebook, you're missing out on the embedded video.]

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Sam the Record Man Auction

So apparently everything in the Sam's store is going up for sale on June 27th and some of the stuff looks amazing! I would totally kill for the chandeliers.



... and maybe I could replace the library circulation desk with a nice tea cup countertop.


I know more than a few people that would fight to the death for these chairs.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

True Love

Spoiled and loving it...

I spend Sunday assaulting dogs and their owners at Woofstock.
It's where all the non-breeding couples hang out nowadays.

Friday, June 08, 2007

In related news, Ding Dong the Witch is Dead...or at least in prison.


This photo makes me laugh like a little girl with a bucket of kittens.
I gain an ill amount of pleasure from it, I admit.

The wind began to switch - the house to pitch and suddenly the hinges started to unhitch.


Yes, I felt just like Dorothy running for the cellar door this afternoon - luckily a Royal Taxi came to my rescue. I sat smugly inside and laughed at all the wet, running people out on the street.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

My Hag Idol: Ms. Mary Jo Eustace

I'm not exactly sure when I began befriending the gay men of the world, but putting makeup on my childhood neighbor little Bobby Burns, may have been an early sign of my proclivity for the more effeminate man. This has only been cemented by my geographic location (Church & Wellesley), my career in the arts and my position on the board of the Pride Run

Some may find a straight girls presence in the gay community odd (I'm lookin' at you Mom) and some may think that I myself am gay (I'm lookin' at you lesbian bookstore clerk) but I have to acknowledge that a gay man is a city girls best friend. They enjoy a good pink cocktail, they compliment you on your shoes, ravenously consume pop culture news and usually aren't afraid of a good karaoke singalong. All excellent qualities in my opinion.

The term Fag Hag has always sounded a bit crass to me - but it's a title that I certainly wear proudly. While I was writing this post a friend of mine sent me the book "Girls who like boys who like boys". I haven't had a chance to crack the spine yet but I was amazed and ecstatic that this topic has been broached.


With all that in mind my Pride Month Fag Hag award must go to Ms. Mary Jo Eustace.
I've loved her since her cooking show days and despite my belief that she is better off I will continue to hex Tori Spelling and her wretch of a husband until the day they die.

Mary Jo, I love you. And look at how cute you are in this picture!
If you ever need a straight girl to join you for cocktails I am totally available.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Yah, I just pissed my pants.



Um, I'm not gonna mince any words here...this is the biggest fucking event of the summer for me. And apparently it's only 26 days away for those lucky bastards in the US, which means that it's that much closer to sitting in the adorable little cell phone perch in my LV knockoff.

Get here safely iphone, may flights of angels see thee to they perch.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Condoms, Lube & Twizzlers, Oh My!

I'm getting very excited about the race kit (or "fuel kit" as we're calling it) that we're pulling together for this months Pride Run. I don't want to give away too many of our secrets but I can definitely say that this kit will not contain any baby rice crackers or samples of organic jam.

My apologies to those of you that enjoy those things.

I for one am very happy that this kit may squeeze a few squeals from our runners. It has been pretty hellish trying to pull together some of these items and it was quite an eye-opener to see how many corporations are now dealing with donation requests. That is to say...they aren't.

But we've made it through the dark days, the kit will be fabulous, the race will be fabulous, the water station full of underwear models...I've said too much.

Only 22 days left until the Spectacular Spectacle!!

Happy Pride Month Everyone!


Beefcakes, originally uploaded by Librarian In The City.

Ahhh it's a lovely, vibrant, heartbreaking month for straight gals.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Bloglines, you so funny.


If only all downtimes could be so creatively disruptive.