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Alouet-tuh, smoke a cigaret-tuh
Nov. 12th, 2006 11:59 pm
Currently at UW: 1.4. High today: 1.8.
It has come to my attention, in the last few days, that I am not the only person who, at least as a child, has ever said "Novemb(e)rance Day"; rather, everyone says it, or has said it. Everyone in Canada, I mean. This is kind of like when I realized that, for some reason, every English-speaking child in the world, and not just my little sister, says "you're not the boss of me!" (I really do wonder about that. I mean, "Novembrance Day" is pretty easy to understand, but how do all the kids independently come up with "you're not the boss of me"?)
It has also come to my attention, today, that THEY RUINED PEPPA PIG. It took just one full season for Peppa Pig to turn into a pale and embarrassing imitation of itself. This is very sad. At least I still have Yoko! Jakamoko! Toto!
(Wow. After some poking around, I have just deduced that Lily Snowden-Fine, the former voice of Peppa Pig--who has been replaced by someone who is doing it all wrong!--is the daughter of Bob & Margaret. I would be surprised if this means anything to anyone who is not Canadian. Or British. But who knows.)
After the highly deprecated Peppa Pig, I watched the end of the Argos-Alouettes playoff game. This will also not mean anything to anyone who is not Canadian, although the Alouettes were originally an American team--as opposed to the Alouettes formerly known as the Concordes--which, as it happens, was once featured on Homicide. I'm not sure if they were still known as the Baltimore Thingamajigs then. Anyway, I had been thinking, the last couple of days, that this was likely going to be the first CFL season in my living memory in which I hadn't seen a single minute of a single game, but, today, I was still here when it was there, so there we were. When I turned the game on, it was 23-3 for the Alouettes mid-way through the third quarter, so I knew it was going to be a good game. I don't particularly care about football, and its lack of logic offends me, but this is a great part of the CFL's considerable charm: in the NFL, if it's 23-3 in the third quarter, you might as well turn it off, but in the CFL, you'd better keep watching because you're in for a monumental comeback. The Argos disappointed only slightly--closed to 30-24 with a minute and change to go, but then gave up a field goal, and that was that.
While we're on the orange piece of pie, an Interesting Fact: the Leafs have lost more games against the Ottawa Senators this year than they have lost against the rest of the league put together, and the Senators have beaten the Leafs as many times as they have beaten the reast of the league put together.
And, back to B&N. Twenty-eight pages, after flatlining through the Bog of Infinite Job Applications the last few days, so, you know, the rate is increasing again, anyway. From the category of Funny Things Philosophers Say, I give you this: "the modifications to be imposed on the world are given thetically in present things as objective potentialities which have to realize themselves by borrowing our body as the instrument of their realization. It is thus that the man who is angry sees on the face of his opponent the objective quality of asking for a punch in the nose." (And it goes on like that, except without punches in the nose, although perhaps not without asking for a punch in the nose.)
It has come to my attention, in the last few days, that I am not the only person who, at least as a child, has ever said "Novemb(e)rance Day"; rather, everyone says it, or has said it. Everyone in Canada, I mean. This is kind of like when I realized that, for some reason, every English-speaking child in the world, and not just my little sister, says "you're not the boss of me!" (I really do wonder about that. I mean, "Novembrance Day" is pretty easy to understand, but how do all the kids independently come up with "you're not the boss of me"?)
It has also come to my attention, today, that THEY RUINED PEPPA PIG. It took just one full season for Peppa Pig to turn into a pale and embarrassing imitation of itself. This is very sad. At least I still have Yoko! Jakamoko! Toto!
(Wow. After some poking around, I have just deduced that Lily Snowden-Fine, the former voice of Peppa Pig--who has been replaced by someone who is doing it all wrong!--is the daughter of Bob & Margaret. I would be surprised if this means anything to anyone who is not Canadian. Or British. But who knows.)
After the highly deprecated Peppa Pig, I watched the end of the Argos-Alouettes playoff game. This will also not mean anything to anyone who is not Canadian, although the Alouettes were originally an American team--as opposed to the Alouettes formerly known as the Concordes--which, as it happens, was once featured on Homicide. I'm not sure if they were still known as the Baltimore Thingamajigs then. Anyway, I had been thinking, the last couple of days, that this was likely going to be the first CFL season in my living memory in which I hadn't seen a single minute of a single game, but, today, I was still here when it was there, so there we were. When I turned the game on, it was 23-3 for the Alouettes mid-way through the third quarter, so I knew it was going to be a good game. I don't particularly care about football, and its lack of logic offends me, but this is a great part of the CFL's considerable charm: in the NFL, if it's 23-3 in the third quarter, you might as well turn it off, but in the CFL, you'd better keep watching because you're in for a monumental comeback. The Argos disappointed only slightly--closed to 30-24 with a minute and change to go, but then gave up a field goal, and that was that.
While we're on the orange piece of pie, an Interesting Fact: the Leafs have lost more games against the Ottawa Senators this year than they have lost against the rest of the league put together, and the Senators have beaten the Leafs as many times as they have beaten the reast of the league put together.
And, back to B&N. Twenty-eight pages, after flatlining through the Bog of Infinite Job Applications the last few days, so, you know, the rate is increasing again, anyway. From the category of Funny Things Philosophers Say, I give you this: "the modifications to be imposed on the world are given thetically in present things as objective potentialities which have to realize themselves by borrowing our body as the instrument of their realization. It is thus that the man who is angry sees on the face of his opponent the objective quality of asking for a punch in the nose." (And it goes on like that, except without punches in the nose, although perhaps not without asking for a punch in the nose.)
