Just for the record....

Evan and I are sitting at a bar full of wiggers.
And Evan, upon seeing them dance, just want to say on the record, "this
is painful to watch."

A hand written sign on West Queen West

Reads:

The listing in NOW MAGAZINE is

INCORRECT

we don't provide the services usually fulfilled by your left hand.

If you have to knock, you don't belong here, so please LEAVE.

Bright

Little India and Kashmiri Tea

On Sunday, John, Ryan and I got bored, so we drove around Toronto in a
somewhat aimless manner.

We drove to across Sheppard and nothing was happening. So we drove down
Bathurst and aside for a few orthodox jews walking around, nothing was
happening. We drove across Bloor and inothing was happening.

Finally, it was getting lame. I said, "Let's go to the Danforth," and
there was no opposition. We sailed across the streams of lights, and of
bars, and pretty women. There was nothing.

We drove on not knowing what else to do. John suggested going down to
the Beaches area. We acquested.

Then as we drove on Danforth, I turned on Coxwell. I sudden had a
craving for sugarcane juice and only Little India had them fresh.

We parked on a side street lined on both sides with cars and trek back
to Lahore Tikka. It was under renovations. On Sunday night, Little India
was still busy with people buying ocka, silk saris, and gold.

I bought a sugarcane juice. Ryan tried this deep-fried stuff filled with
hot pepper soup. It was really, really hot.

I saw a clipping from the Star that featured this place. The author
recommended the Kasmiri Tea, "a blend of hot green chai mysteriously
pink."

We ordered three cups and the owner grunted in acknowledgement. It took
awhile and he asked if we wanted sugar. We did and it was good. Sweet
and milky, topped with pistashios and star anise.

Both Ryan and I finished ours, but not John. I took his and it was
good.

We sat around abit then left again, driving across Queen Street then
Brimley, up to Steele for bubble tea by Midland. We were checking out
the Asian grils and talke about women and Confucious, then -- home.

Asian freedom art scholl

Just had the last meeting.
Had lots of fun. Everybody cried. And exchanged contact info.

Many wrote lots of good stuff and read them before we left.

I hope I used this thing right

I just took a piss there.
I think it is some kind communal urinal,
or maybe a water trough for ... I don't know what.

Paintballing

I went paint balling with a bunch of people in Guelph yesterday. Had a
bit of fun.

My mosquitos bites are bigger than the paintball marks.

Today, I am so tired, lifting my eye lids up and down takes effort.

Lula's Lounge

I wish I can take some pictures, but its too dark.

This is the best Salsa club I've ever been in.
This place is massive (for a Latin club.) With a dedicated dance floor,
this place can easily hold 150 dancer. AND, it has an upper table
section and a seperate room for private parties. The layout is very much
like a 1930's dancehall (like the one Marlon Brando took Bardot in LAST
TANGO IN PARIS)

Place is packed. Beautiful women.

LULA'S!

Iranian market

Cool Jacket

This jacket is compltely made out of different pairs of jeans. The guy
who owns it told me he bought it in Germany during the 80's.

How to scare off customers

Derelicte

This is the new display window at Holt.
I guess the theme is: how to look homeless in a $800 scarf.

My second cousin from Macau

Patough

Went to a Persian Restaurant today.

Some lessions are better learned early

In grade six, I was roughhousing with a friend of mine, Marcus. He was
actually a size bigger, very athletic, and the son of a West German
officer. I was obviously not.

Usually, Marcus would put me in a headlock that I couldn't get out, or
pin me down with the extra 20 lbs. he has over me. Basically, I get my
ass kicked all the time. But kids being kids, we're always doing this
shit.

I remeber, though, this particular day, he was going for a headlock, but
I grab his arm shifted my weight back and pulled really hard till I
heard a snapping noise. Marcus gave out a death shrill and fell to the
ground.

And he stopped moving. I nudged him gently in the ribs and he didn't
flinch. I waited and waited. He laid on the ground, motionless.

Scared. It was my first experience with death. It felt odd. To know this
is the end of something. It like a movie when the hero rescued the
beauty, defeated the villian, and everybody cheered. The crew gets their
name on screen and the audience goes home happy.

Except here, no credits rolled and the plot ends abruptly. Just a little
boy on the rug with one should twisted into an odd angle. I panicked. It
was a bad thing I had done and the consequences dire.

He eventually woke up and limped home. I probably just dislocated his
shoulder and he passed out from the pain.

Since that time, I have backed away from every fight.

reading while falling

reading while falling

Another great blog. Very good writing.
The author is an American currently in Beirut. Of his perspective, trials. And also, some really, really good "Eye-on-the-ground" type of report.

His opinion of the bombing of the Beirut Airport coincideds with mine.

Julie in the UK

I got some pics via mail from Julie.

Apparently, she did go to UK. Which is cool.

www.niggaknowtechnology.com

I don't know if this thing is serious or jokes.
I think the latter.

Anyways, it's a gadget site written in ebonics. Funny stuff.

P2P lending

I just found out that two website are available for P2P lending.

ZOPA.com and Prosperity.com

The media has dubbed it, "ebay of lending."
It's really quite simple. The website is an exchange that matches lenders and borrowers. They mostly target individuals; so Ann-Beth in Little Rock is the provider of capital to Josh in New Haven. There is no bank involved.

The websites offer the forum plus security by ensuring identity and credit information of borrowers. The system is kept simple by the lack of collateral loans.

Right now, ZOPA is only available in the UK and Prosperity in the US.

reading while falling

reading while falling

This thing is incredible.
It's some American in Beruit doing a blog...
He is kinda left-wing, but his account is confirming some of my theories about Israel's motives for this war.

On a related note, PM Ehud Olmert might be having problems politically from the left and the right.

Doggy playdoh

This picture is wrong on so many different levels.

From prostrating dog that is suppose to squirt out playdoh from various
orfices to the creepy looking kid with the giant syrnige while the dog
is wagging its tail happily.

It pretty sick.

New reality of the world.

I remember during the Clinton years, it was about .400 for gas in
Toronto.

With the war in Iraq, saber rattling in Iran, shutdown in Alaska,
leftist government in Venusela, and etc etc. ...... crude oil futures is
now at $75. (It acted as a resistance in the current market.)

Back in the day, the gas stations weren't even capable of displaying
anything over 9.99; the signs only have three-digits.

I guess we have to face up to the new reality of the world.

Demonstration

It's really too bad there were so few.

A protest took place outside the Eaton Centre the war in Lebanon. Most
of them were Lebanese, but a few were sympathizers.

I counted less than 40 people participating.

It's too bad, the Lebanese community is very big in Toronto and more
should've shown up.

It's an important thing.

And, under the comparison to the massive rally at Mel Lastman Square by
the Jewish community, it reflects badly.

A lot of fucked up things are happening in Lebanon and Lebanese in
Canada can do more to alleviate the situation.

Asthma

I am still sort of sick after three weeks.
So I went to see my doctor and he gave that.

I don't know.
I don't think he knows what he is talking about, medical degree be
damned!

Locke

I saw a girl today reading "Two Treaties on Government" and it reminds
me a little bit of what I did at school.

At first, I told myself that I didn't remember anything at all about
Locke, but I thought about it a little more, and I realize that I
actually know a lot.

I remember the origin of property, Natural Law, and Tyrannical Rule.

Cool.

PONDEROSA!!

This was taken in Belleville.

When I was a kid in Nfld, my favourite place to eat was Ponderosa. $11
for a steak, bake potatoes and unlimited access to the "salad bar." My
cousins and I generally get whatever and smother it with the pool of
cheddar cheese sause and forgo the green-stuff.

I can't believe this "franchise" is still in business. I'd thought
Montana's or Outback would put these guys utterly out of business.

My aunt and I went in and had a iffy meal... Loved it.

Good times.

Grant Hall

Good ole Queen's.

Had to be there last Friday because my friend is going there for PhD.

Nothing else says Queen's quite like Grant Hall.

Smith Falls

I took these pictures awhile back when I went thru Smith Falls to
Ottawa.

What can I say about Smith Falls?

Well, these were probably the most interesting things I found there and
I took pictures.

I didn't photograph is the watertower (it has "SMITH FALLS" painted on
it) and the chocolate factory it looks like any other industrial plant
and nothing like this:

Genius turned Jumper

In case you can't read Chinese,

the cover story is about an immigrant from China to Canada who recently
killed himself.

Many people kill themselves every day. The newsworthy aspect of this
particular sucide is that this gentleman has two advanced degrees (I
believe he has two PhD's, one from China, one from Waterloo.)

In his sucide note, he cites economic pressure as the reason for his
death; the past few years, he has earned less than $15000.

Sad.

Should I stay or should I go?