Archive for January, 2003

A few links I might

Thursday, January 30th, 2003

A few links I might need for tonight’s show:

Publication bans: What the media can’t say
B.C. judge says Election Act unconstitutional
Judge finds election law unconstitutional
Publication Bans In A Borderless World
Only Online: Murder Trial Details

My karate uniform is just

Wednesday, January 29th, 2003

My karate uniform is just nasty. Smells like month-old sweat and kitty litter.

Speaking of karate… Bad Elektra!

You shouldn’t hold your sai like that. Those baskets are for blocking and trapping weapons. You don’t want your fingers in there!

Silly girl.

“Pyongyang Dynamo Power Punch!” After

Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003

“Pyongyang Dynamo Power Punch!”

After writing about this nut-bar for weeks and weeks, this was a great read.

But notice the page’s URL? I’ll bet there are people who think his name is Kim Jong II, not Kim Jong Il. This is why Arial sucks.

Mostly, I’ve been good at

Thursday, January 16th, 2003

Mostly, I’ve been good at work. Getting my stories done. Not mindlessly surfing too much.

This site, however, sucked a good couple of hours out of my day today.

How could I resist? I love this kind of stuff. Different alphabets. Constucted languages.

I keep seeing these odd written languages all around Toronto, in newspapers on the subway and on storefronts. I think one of them is Amharic. There’s another one with all sorts of curlicues and such, like this one. I’m not sure what it is.

(Links are pretty flaky. Try hitting reload if they don’t work. Found on memepool.

On the radio show yesterday,

Friday, January 10th, 2003

On the radio show yesterday, I spent nearly the whole hour interviewing Steph the Geek. What a blast. I had a lot of fun chatting with her.

There was a bit of feedback on her forum if you want to see what people thought of it. I thought it went great.

I taped the show in studio and I’ll make an mp3 of the show soon enough.

Wow. An actual update to the audio content of this site.

Here’s the script I used to intro the interview:

In the media, the Internet is always a very dangerous place. According to most
mainstream media reports, degenerates and pedophiles prowl the Net in search of
victims - and children, especially girls, are vulnerable to their advances.

Last night on the CBS news program 48 Hours, the topic was ‘Kids for Sale.’ The
show started with Rene, a sixteen-year-old who appears on her Web cam and gets
gifts and money from anonymous donors on the Web.

Somehow, by the end of the show, we get to 14-year-olds appearing in homemade
porn movies and teenage prostitutes working the streets.

And in a recent issue of Ryerson’s own Eyeopener, there was an article about
students running their own adult Web sites to earn money for school.

But is money the only possible motivation for running a racy personal Web site?
Could someone do it just for fun?

Stephanie Pakrul is a Ryerson student who runs StephTheGeek-dot-com, a Web site
featuring very personal information about its owner and a Web cam that can get
pretty … explicit.

Steph the Geek joins me in studio today. And if you’re at a computer right
now, you can watch her on her cam at www.stephthegeek.com.

I’ve discovered why I use

Saturday, January 4th, 2003

I’ve discovered why I use public transportation so much. It’s not because of the convenience or the price or the environment.

It’s because I’m a complete idiot.

Friday night after Zen Lounge, Mandi and Jamie needed a ride home, so I signed out an Autoshare car. After a longer-than-expected hike out to the car, we found it buried in snow.

We dug it out, piled into the car and started heading out. And the car got stuck. By this time, it was about 3:30 in the morning.

So, we dug it out some more and I had them push the car while I tried to shake it loose. We managed to back it out and turn it around a bit, but it was still pretty stuck.

That’s when I noticed the emergency brake light was on.

To their credit, Mandi and Jamie didn’t beat me over the head with my own severed arms. Thanks, guys!

Then, after I got them home, I took a bit of a wrong turn on the way back. Then I took a bit more of a wrong turn. Then … well, it was 6:00 a.m. before I got home.

Don’t you hate it when you’re driving and tired and lost and you just want to be home in your bed?