i like me some pizzer with tomatoes and olives.

yummy yummy.

Much as I hate to insert shop talk here ( Read more... )

I'm such a smelly bum.

I talk so much. i can't stop

One of my favourite bands is apparently providing some of the soundtrack for Hockey Night in Canada. Good on the CBC for highlighting indie bands. Still, the combination of soul-probing alt. country and montages of guys getting slammed into the boards is a little incongruous.

It's late on a Wednesday night, and I'm standing at the top of a small slope, overlooking Montreal's Old Port. Over my head is a statue mounted on a column; behind me is the city's neo-classical, copper-roofed city hall; in front an open, illuminated square nearly devoid of people, lined with the strange mix of chichi restaurants and tourist-trap ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I posted. Not much time to write, even now. So, two important things ( Read more... )

It's funny when people talk about seasonal defective disorder, like it's something unusual or rare, that most of us never get. In a winter-bound country like this, I think everyone experiences it in some way. In the coldest weeks of the year, it's easy to get into a sleep-walk routine of going between home and work and school, rushing through the ( Read more... )

The Eye swept the student category of the CCNAs (the awards they give to weekly newspapers in Canada), with best campus paper, best campus news story, best campus feature and best campus photo. I'm really proud ( Read more... )

Been busy the last few weeks and haven't had a chance to post many updates. So in point-form, here's what's happening ( Read more... )

Seven hours sounds like a long time. Usually, it is -- almost a full day at work, or a full night's sleep. But on Thursdays, it's all too short. Thursdays are show days, where my class produces and airs a live television newscast. We come into school first thing in the morning, and we have until 3 p.m. -- when the show goes to air -- to find ( Read more... )