primroseburrows: (DT: other worlds)
Wow. Kitty is a travellin' girl.
primroseburrows: (SA: gtheaddesk)
What genius had the brilliant idea of putting a HUGE SPOILER in the synopsis for the S3 opener of The Border? Way to be stupid, CBC.

WARNING: If you haven't seen the Season 3 premiere of The Border (which I have NOT), do NOT visit the show's CBC website unless you want to be majorly spoiled.

Asshats.
primroseburrows: (dS: diefenbaker)
And okay, so I get why this happened, and it's a nice gesture on one level, but did anyone stop to think of the DOG? It's like, okay, dog, you're a hero, so as a reward you get RIPPED AWAY FROM YOUR FAMILY. Not. On.


In a related thought, these kinds of stories are another example of why another [livejournal.com profile] ds_northernnews challenge would be a wonderful thing.
primroseburrows: (dS: fraserhat)
Inuktitut phrase book tackles language barrier for visitors

So this is what Fraser has been doing in his spare time since he moved back home with Ray--writing phrasebooks!

Ray: Well, I'll be. The Inuit really don't have three hundred words for snow.
Fraser: I've been telling you the very same thing for years (repeatedly, I may add, although to be completely honest, you were asleep during some of those times).
Ray: Fraser, stop talking in parentheses. Nobody talks in parentheses.
Fraser: Understood.
primroseburrows: (DT: nozz-a-la)
primroseburrows: (Default)
  • I have so much to do and not enough time to do it, and it's all my fault. Today I go and clean out the old place with Hannah and figure out how to move the rest of the furniture. Quite honestly, though, except for one bed that was built by my stepdad, I don't care if the landlady takes all of it. I'll try to be responsible, though. For once. After I clean today I go to work at eleven, whee! Then at three on Sunday for a double shift. Holy shit.

  • OMG, did I even mention that I'm expecting another grandchild? I didn't, did I? Oldest child Mary *points to icon* is due in December. She'll be having the baby at home, and I get to be her doula! *wins at life* She's a teenytiny thing (5'2" if that), and therefore will look very cute indeed at say, 37 weeks. She will likely disagree with me at the time. :D

    I'm going to ask Mary's midwife about finding an apprenticeship. Maybe finally I'll get going again towards what I actually want to be when I grow up? If I get one I'm thinking of not doing my Bachelor's in nursing, but rather something much funner, like history or poli-sci.

  • Discovered through [livejournal.com profile] camwyn's LJ: FurSuit!Cthulhu. Is that not adorable and twisted and utterly wonderful?

  • I want to start taking fiddle lessons again. Anyone in the Boston area know where I can get lessons? I'd rather do classes than private, but I'm open to any suggestions. I am particular about the tradition, however--as much as I love Old Time and Bluegrass and Irish trad, and anything, really, I'm set on learning Cape Breton style (Quel surprise!). Everything starts with the same basics, but still. I'd rather go with the same instructor for everything.

  • My eyes are killing me. I'm having a flare-up of my chronic infection, and I'm itchy and burny and watery. And it's not allergies, so please, over-the-counter CVS, people, stop telling me it is.

  • Honestly, does everything thrown at this guy turn to gold? Talk about taking lemons and making lemonade. Sheesh. Whatever luck he has, I could use some of it. Also, If I were a convict, I'd SO want a job in the prison library. I could make like Fraser and push my little cart o' books around and everyone could give me the evil eye and stuff.

  • Dear CBC,

    *hates on your new format*

    No love,

    Me

    I mean, way to dumb down the website. Where's my Latest News stream that's always right there when I click on 'video'? Gone. Where's my FULL SCREEN VIDEO of clips from The Hour? Gone. It's horrible, hard to use, and generally sucks like a sucking thing. It was bad enough the last time they redid it. This format is the Pit of all Pits, and I'm stuck with it, because it's not like I can watch any of this stuff on television. Grr.


  • Does anyone know how to make me automatically stay logged on in LJ/gmail/everything? For some reason clicking 'remember me' or 'keep me logged on' doesn't work. It's obviously something with the computer itself, but I'm not techhie enough to even know where to look. Advice, all you technically inclined people? Also, I am still not able to track my comments on other people's LJs except for email. 'Manage settings' just loads and loads and never stops. The support people have been less than helpful, which probably means that they have no clue either. That particular annoyance happens no matter what computer I'm on, so in that case it's something LJ-specific. Ugh.


Now I've gotta get ready to go clean or Hannah will kill me. Angry!Hannah is a force to contend with, so I'd better not be any later than I already am. TTFN, all!
primroseburrows: (SA: Geoffrey b&w)



:(

I'm feeling very guilty about all the driving I do. Hopefully when I switch to nights I can start taking the train most of the time.
primroseburrows: (ada)
Aww! Fraser would be SO happy about this. Yay! :D :D
primroseburrows: (dS: dogsled)
Well, hmm.

Canada must be having a really slow news day.

Yeah, I'm spamming. Got yet another (unexpected) day off. Why am I not travelling? Oh, yeah, no money. Maybe I should work more.
primroseburrows: (colors don't run the world)
This documentary needs to be watched, especially during one of the most important election campaigns in US history.

There's nothing new here, but as far as I know it's never before been compiled in one place by anyone who's not Michael Moore or an antiwar activist group, and certainly not aired in prime time by a mainstream network:


The Fifth Estate: Lies That Led to War (Click on the picture of the White House on the right, then right-click and fullscreen).


Warnings: Graphic images of war and disturbing footage of Ann Coulter being herself.

Surprise cameo appearance by John McCain (I honestly didn't expect it).
primroseburrows: (group w)
  • See, now, this is why I get the CBC newsfeed:

    "It's a little bit of a shocker. Not the greatest way to wake up, but beats a cup of coffee, I guess, to get the blood going."

  • Am taking fiddle classes at the Blackstone River Theatre. A world of yay. I finally got my own fiddle back from the Fiddle Fixer Guy. Complete new set of strings and the bridge is back where it belongs (of course, I proceeded to break a string while tuning it and had to get another one). Am going to practise as soon as I'm wearing clothes instead of a post-shower towel.

  • I had a strange dream about Cape Breton last night. I was going with staff and patients from some random unit at work. Apparently we were only going to be there for a couple of days and were staying in a tiny tent with very little room to move around (I think this is the result of reading more of No Man's River directly before going to sleep). We were trying to decide where to go and one of the staff (a woman who reminded me of a cross between [livejournal.com profile] mr_t00by's class teacher in grades 3-8 and my psych clinicals professor) showed me a picture of somewhere I'd never heard of and said she wanted to go there. I was all, no, we have to go to Baddeck". I don't remember what was decided. Also there was a female patient (who AFAIK doesn't actually exist IRL) who was obsessed with the colour purple. Everything was purple, her notebook, her pen, her clothes.

    I remember walking around in the sunshine, and at first I thought it was summer but then there was all kinds of snow on the ground so I figured it was late winter/early spring (apparently I didn't know what season I was travelling in) I remember saying, "I can do Cape Breton in the Winter". Which I can, since I've never been there at any other time. We were also at a beach at one point, which was windy and cold.

    I woke up with an awful sense of melancholy that I couldn't quite figure out until I realized that Celtic Colours starts in two days and I will not be there. *sigh* One good thing about not going is that if I'd gone I probably wouldn't have gone to Ottawa, and that was fecking amazing (and necessary, and quite possibly catalytic). See next list item for Another Good Thing.

  • My reason for not going to Celtic Colours isn't melancholy in the least. [livejournal.com profile] tapped_trish is expecting her baby on 10/17, and I went with her for her doc's appointment yesterday. [livejournal.com profile] croosa was there, too. *g* I was pleasantly surprised when he said he wouldn't check her for dilation unless she wanted to be checked (she didn't). Doc Rating is now up several points.

  • Had another dream last night which I remember almost nothing about except that I'm pretty sure Diefenbaker was in it (this Diefenbaker, not the other one, because well, that would have been really really weird). Now I'm really blaming my dreams on Farley Mowat, because there are wolves in No Man's River.

  • Finally talked to [livejournal.com profile] mr_t00by about reinstalling AIM. He told me which version to try. Cross your fingers, [livejournal.com profile] patchfire.

  • Speaking of Ottawa (we were, honest, just a few items ago), the other day I was out for a walk around Providence (I took some pictures which I'll post as soon as I have access to a computer that can upload them) and stopped in at Cellar Stories Bookstore. I'd never been there before. It's musty and full of old shelves and tables cluttered with all sorts of books (like a really good-condition version of Lovecraft's Providence which I've wanted forever and would have bought but I didn't want to spend seventy bucks). Anyway, I found Building the Rideau Canal: A Pictorial History, in really good shape. Of course I bought it. I'm a dork, remember? Also I found an old copy of The Library of Parliament. It doesn't list a publication date, but it has to be after 1976 because it mentions the Centennial of the Library, and before August 1979 because the foreward is by John Diefenbaker (now it's the other Diefenbaker. :D), and he died on 9/17/79 (and no, I didn't know that already. I looked it UP).

  • YouTube video of the day (I should really actually post one every day, but I'll probably forget):



    Oh, Pete. *loves*

    "Waist Deep in the Big Muddy" is prophetic and is pretty much how I feel about what's happening today in Iraq.
primroseburrows: (christy)
First of all, happy birthday to the original, inimitable, incomparable, and quite lovely Callum Keith Rennie, who is now officially older than me again. And much more attractive. *loves* I'd picspam were I home, but alas I am not. Where I am is Toronto, so here's a


Brief as hell Toronto/TIFF recap:


  • Normal was pretty good. Stuff could have been kept in, stuff could have been left out. Could have used a few more script edits. Callum? Was awesome, and looks better than ever.

  • Silk was entirely forgettable. The plot needed to have actual plot. The romance needed to have actual romance. The film needed to have an actual reason for existing. The leading role needed to have Ewan McGregor.

  • Note on washroom near theatre: "ARE YOU CONCERNED ABOUT THIS WASHROOM?" along with a couple of phone numbers to call to express our concern.

    ♥♥ Canada ♥♥

  • [livejournal.com profile] meresy was very patient with [livejournal.com profile] scriggle and I being Toronto-challenged. We followed her all around and she didn't complain once. And she took us to eat at the Patrician Grill, where Dead!Bob and Fraser have lunch in Victoria's Secret. It was a moment that will live in dorky infamy, I tell you. I didn't get pictures, but [livejournal.com profile] meresy has some here.

  • The Tracey Fragments was the best of the three films I saw. It was trippy and intense and very, very good (and OMG, Ellen Page!). Bruce McDonald is made of awesome, even though I hid while [livejournal.com profile] scriggle went and talked to him. So far Martha Burns and Stephen King are the only two I would actually approach without a second thought. I'm not sure why this is so.

  • Pimped S&A to at least two people, one of whom is a long-time Torontonian who loves theatre/film and has never seen it. I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THIS. The other is Australian and therefore gets a pass.

  • Compare and Contrast:

    Paraphrase of recorded message on Boston Subway (MBTA): "For your own security and safety, if you see any suspicious behaviour, report it RIGHT AWAY".

    Paraphrase of recorded message on Toronto Subway (TTC): "Please collect all your belongings and any trash and take it with you when you exit the train. Thank you."

    ♥♥Canada♥♥ (part the second).

  • Reason why Toronto streets are litter-free: Wee street-sweepers whisk through every morning.

  • Saw Nanook of the North at the ROM, all the way through this time. This means that I have seen Nanook of the North MORE THAN ONCE.

  • Finally got to the CBC museum, which is tiny but fun. Saw exerpt from Fraggle Rock! Also, I asked Nice Lady at Info Desk about next year's television season. She gave me a printout. Also:

    Me: I was also wondering if you knew when The Trojan Horse is scheduled to be broadcast?
    Nice Lady at Info Desk: Let me check. *gets on phone, calls someone*
    Me: *waits*
    NLaID: *looks up, smiles* Sometime in January, 2008. *hands me pen and paper* Here, give me your name and telephone number. We'll call you when we're sure of the actual date.
    Me: Really?
    NLaID: Sure, we'd be happy to.

    This? Made my day, truly.

  • [livejournal.com profile] scriggle and I were trying to figure out what to do tomorrow since we only have reservations through tonight. [livejournal.com profile] scriggle casually suggests Ottawa as a possibility. Me: *holds out arm for her to twist*

    DUDE. WE ARE GOING TO OTTAWA. Sure, it's only for a day. But WE ARE GOING TO OTTAWA.

  • Next year definitely coming back to TIFF. I figure it's a good possibility that both Blindness AND Passchendaele will be shown there. Eep.

  • Was going to watch telly, but lots of people sort of burst in and wanted to watch a movie. I caught the last ten minutes of the Mercer Report. I wanted to watch the news, dammit. Blergh.

    There's lots I missed, I'm sure, but I really have to go get my laundry and go to bed. We're getting an early start because WE ARE GOING TO OTTAWA.
primroseburrows: (skquarter)
So [livejournal.com profile] songdogmi gave the heads up that Rufus was on The Hour. This by me is a Good Thing, and tonight I actually had the time and attention span to actually go to the website and watch the interview. Which is what I did. Well, I went to the website, anyway. The reason why I still haven't managed to see the interview yet?

It's actually all my Platonic!Fake!boyfriend's fault. He really should have had the whole hour to himself, because as usual he rocks so hard the neighbours are complaining. &hearts&hearts&hearts

Rufus is next to watch, because he's awesome and I adore him, but, y'know.
primroseburrows: (hugh)
Y'all have seen this, right?

sdfa;lhds.
primroseburrows: (last night)

  • Is Benton Fraser gonna have to choke a bitch?. Fraser would never have sanctioned this. Darn him for being all fictional and stuff.

  • Now that the Due South Secret Santa authors have been revealed people are starting to link to the ones they wrote. I don't think this is mandatory, right? In any case, Light the Sun is mine, GIANT GIANT TYPOS and all. (yes, Virginia, I DO know the difference between 'there', 'they're', and 'their'). I blame the fact that I waited until the last minute to post it and was crunching the deadline. [livejournal.com profile] patchfire was oh, so patient with me saying, "I can't look at that link, I have to WRITE!!!"

    I kind of figured that when people read the part about the card game from back east, they'd figure out it was me. But then I realised, maybe not, because, um. It's not like it's common trivia knowledge or anything. *g* The game (because I know you're practically dying of curiosity here) is Tarabish and really does have confusing terms and scoring and just rules in general.

    The whole scene came from an actual game experience. There I was in Scotchtown in the middle of winter, the only non-Caper in the room, me and my little Great Big Giant cheat sheet, trying to wrap my ADD-laden brain around it all. Eventually they took my papers away and made me play without them. Needless to say I lost, very badly, despite everyone else being far drunker than I was (because I couldn't drink the moonshine and therefore stuck to wine). I had a good time, nonetheless.

    I'd still love to learn to play better, so if anyone who a.knows how to play and b.lives near me wants to play, I'm all for it. I'll need three of you, though, to make a [insert obscure word that probably exists meaning "two pairs of players necessary for Tarabish"].

    Also, I'd really like to repost my story on the archive without the typos and with a couple of other authors' notes. I'll be asking the mods about that soon.

  • I have three things to watch. Well, more than three if you count EVERY EPISODE OF BSG. [livejournal.com profile] elementalv's BSG-DS crossover fic has made that one imperative. [livejournal.com profile] melpemone, I'll let you know how my download of your upload (doo-dah, doo-dah) came out tomorrow, because finishing that one's the first priority at the moment (I've seen like five minutes, so I can't tell yet, but it looks good so far, clarity-and-soundwise).

    Then there's this, which [livejournal.com profile] scriggle is sending me. *twirls her* I have an electronic copy (yay, fast!interwebz!), but I bet the hardcopy will have even better picture quality. I've only seen a few minutes of that, as well. I got to just about where this screencap is from, and figured I'd be wise to put it away while I still could. Mnrglf. ([livejournal.com profile] malnpudl, I can hear you muttering about how predictable I am from here. *twirls you as well*)

    But my house is (fairly) clean, I just have to clean my room (because it's a firetrap at the moment, omg), so I should have time for some day-off media-watching marathonage. Yay!

  • I can't find my cellphone. This is a Problem, although not a new one. I know it's in my house, and I think it's in my room, so hopefully during cleanage tomorrow it'll turn up.

  • I've found two prospective places to stay in October. I want to stay at a hostel, and apparently the Cabot Trail Hostel, which looks very nice, and is quite cheap. I need cheap because I'm staying for at least a week (a side trip to Toronto on the way back is not out of the question, so money is an object for sure). The other place I looked at is Bubbles Bay B&B, which looks so pretty and quiet and things and I'd rather go there, but it's twice as much money. It's technically not a hostel, even though I found it on a hostel search site.

  • Capèrçaillie are god, may it do ya fine.

    Capèrçaillie - Coisich, A Ruin
primroseburrows: (typing)
I was so impressed with this that I printed it out at work and showed it to the staff. Some were less impressed than I was, but for the most part the response was "that's a really, really good idea", with the added caveat of "not that it would ever be even close to legal here".

They're right, of course. But really, which is better? spending zillions chasing after drug dealers/makers/users/ and only catching a tiny fraction of them (and hello, going after users isn't going to make them stop using, y'know?), or using the money wisely and providing users with a safe place to use with clean needles and medical supervision? Which scenario is more likely to make addicts think that the system might be a place to go to for help?

And there's PROOF it works:

"The study...found that drug users who visited the site at least once a week were more willing to enter detoxification programs". Makes a whole lot of sense to me. There are health professionals on site. Willing to help and not judge, y'know? And you really can catch more flies with honey than you can with prison.

"The researchers also found that all users in the area, including those with HIV, have been sharing syringes less since the start of the injection site, which is the first of its kind in North America. They have also engaged in other safe injection practices like using sterile water to formulate their drugs and swabbing alcohol on their skin.

Users were less likely to overdose when they used the facility at least once a week, the study found."

The way I look at it is that if you want to to help addicts (or more important, get them to want help), it's not gonna happen if you're judgemental and persecutory. How about being supportive and nurturing, treating them like people with illnesses, which, um, is what they are (HUGE emphasis on "people", here)?

So anyway, go Vancouver. Maybe some of our people will take the example and start pushing for similar facilities in the States. I hope the site gets the funding it deserves. Things don't look too rosy right now, according to the article, anyway. The federal government seems to have its head up its arse and is refusing to provide the funding that would keep the site open past the end of next year. Yay for craniorectal inversion.

From everything I've been reading, I'm quickly reaching the opinion that Stephen Harper is a creep. Dubya probably likes him. At least he probably knows his name, which if true would be novel for him (I'd really like to meet PM Poutine. We could do lunch. Although his cholesterol level is probably through the roof). Oh, and, another thing: if I ever get the chance to meet Rick Mercer I might just snog him senseless. :)

In other news, here's my Repeat Loop Song of the Moment:

Dispatch - The General. Lyrics here.

I love this song: its acoustic-y goodness, the extra words shoved into lines that they really don't fit but somehow they work, and the perfect, perfect lyrics, and perfect, oh-so-very-right theme of soldiers (and their general) as people. Because, um. They are, y0.

Oh, and the Best. Chorus. Ever.:

He said: I have seen the others
And I have discovered
That this fight is not worth fighting
And I have seen their mothers
And I will no other to follow me where I'm going


So,

Take a shower, shine your shoes
You got no time to lose
You are young and you must be living so
Take a shower, shine your shoes
You got no time to lose
You are young and you must be living
Go now you are forgiven


[livejournal.com profile] i_am_a_hannah introduced me to this song. I adore it. And her, of course. *hugs her*

And now I have writing to finish. I'll most likely be up forever doing it, so expect random spams. Feel free to ignore them.

And send me Vecchio drabbles. I'm running against a deadline and need to stay in the Gestalt of Vecchio.

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