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The Real World Auction

Posted on September 20, 2006 by Jorge

The Real World

I was riding the subway to work this morning, and ended up standing by two girls who were most likely in their second year of university.

Some of what they were saying was refreshing. One girl was obviously trying to appear more worldy than she was though. Can’t fault her for that as we’ve all fallen into that bit at least once in our lives.

My favourite line, though, was when one of the girls started talking about how stupid she thought high school was…


Girl 1: I love University life.
Girl 2: Yeah. Me too.
G1: It’s so different from high school. People are so much friendlier.
G2: Totally.
G1: I’m glad I will never have to go through the high school experience again.
G2: Yeah?
G1: I mean, you wake up. You go to school. You work all day. You go home. Sometimes you do work there. Then you go to bed. And then you repeat.
G2: Tell me about it. University and everything after is totally different.


Er…

I must still be in high school.



Auction Time!

My friend Beth is auctioning off something unique on e-bay.

If you have a heart (or $14.34 extra lying around) go bid!

Click here to see what the buzz is about.

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Respect All Grown Up

Posted on September 17, 2006 by Jorge

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

I was in the subway recently, making my way across the city to help a friend move to her new place, when I witnessed this exchange on the subway…


[Two girls in their mid teens are sitting on one side of the car. An older lady abruptly shuffles over from another part of the car for no reason and sits across from these two young gals.]
Girl 1: [Eyes the tote bag that the lady is carrying with obvious admiration.] Is that bag homemade? Did you make it?
Crotchety Old Lady: [Sneering.] What do you think?
[This abrupty ends the conversation. The train arrives at the next stop, and the older lady shuffles out.]
Girl 2: What was that all about?
Girl 1: I don’t know. All I asked was if she made that bag, it was cool. And she was all, like [Makes grouchy face and hand gestures (not unlike claws).] to me.
Girl 2: Weird.
Girl 1: Yeah. I don’t know why I bother being respectful to older people. I’m pretty tired of having so much respect for everybody.


That sucked for Girl 1, eh?

Of course, Girl 1 was sitting sideways across three seats with her dirty shoes up on the last seat.

Respectful my ass.



All Grown Up

It’s pretty much official.

Mrs. J and I are now proud card-carrying home owners.

As we handed our deposit cheque to the agent, I realize that the word owners begins with OW.

How appropriate.



Check out our new crib.
Click to enlarge…


Seriously, it’s a nice little bungalow in a nice neighbourhood.

I’m pretty happy about it.

However, anyone that wishes to give me money to pay down this little nest can feel free.

Filed under: General Dialogue, Rants | 22 Comments »

Summer Summary

Posted on August 31, 2006 by Jorge

Questions, Questions…

In the absense of anything meaningful from me, I turn to you, the passengers along for the ride on this ship bound for wherever.

I have some questions, which you can answer in the comments…

  • Do you think summer is really over?
  • How do you normally spend your summers?
  • Was there anything exceptional about this summer? Did you do something special?

Filed under: General Dialogue, Interactive | 16 Comments »

Still Going…Check!

Posted on July 25, 2006 by Jorge

Still Going…

I’ve finally moved over the rest of the Toronto Guide entries, as well as the Fig-tionary.

I don’t know how many more entries I have to move over, seeing as MSN Spaces doesn’t tell you how many posts you have (unless I am missing something).

Seeing as the Toronto Guide is up and running, I was wondering if anyone had any requests? If you don’t know what I mean, go to the Toronto Guide and edumacate yourself.

Then, when you are done, leave a comment here or e-mail me any particular areas of interest that you would like me to write about.



Check This Out!

So, a friend of mine asked me if I could tell you all about his new Space.

If you don’t know who I’m talking about, then you should read this little article I wrote on Zanta.

Filed under: Announcements, Friends, General Dialogue | 9 Comments »

Storm New Pluggy

Posted on July 13, 2006 by Jorge

The Storm Has Come and Gone

The tornado that was World Cup 2006 has been and gone, leaving in its wake the crushed hopes of many, along with their flags in the gutter*.

The subway is a lot quieter now, as are the streets at night. Far less honking can be heard.

In this post, I stated my disappointment in hooliganism and bandwagon-jumping.

While I still maintain my belief that these types of events can bring out the worst in some, it undeniably has the effect of bringing people together for good times.

My wish would be for those good times to last longer than a week or two…



A New Me

Well, a new look for the blog, anyway.

Actually, it’s an old look for my other blog which seems to work for this one.

I was getting tired of the RSS feeds not displaying properly, and the crazy font shifts. So this new one is here to stay. You like?



Pluggy Pluggy

I would like to direct your attention to the right sidebar. Take a look. I’ll wait.

You done?

Took you long enough.

There you will see a button for Armada Quarterly. It’s an online literary magazine.

It’s a great publication and a lot of work went into it.

Go check it out. You might recognize one of the editors.

They are always looking for submissions…




* – They really have to make those car window flags far more durable. I’ve seen so many of those things fly off and land in the street.

Filed under: General Dialogue, Interest, Ponderings | 11 Comments »

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