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(translated from French)

TV talking head: Today is Valentine's Day, the day to tell your other half that you love her/him...
[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: *mutters under the covers*
[livejournal.com profile] pphaneuf: *about to do the same, then stops* The left half or the right half?
[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: I told the lower half!
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From one of my co-workers, on internal IRC, after I once more exhibited my sketchy grasp of the French grammar:

curl --mirror http://www.leconjugueur.com/ | ssh pphaneuf 'cat >/dev/brain'
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The American lifestyle frankly sucks. The media is generally shit. The food stinks. We spend too much time in traffic and too much time taking care of a badly built McHouse that has the ergonomics of a coach seat on a discount airline. Add to that the lack of health care (just listened to a Stanford lecture about the American Couple that cited a study that determined that the single biggest predictor of long-term marital happiness is whether both partners have health care), the enormous wealth-gap between the rich and poor, blisteringly expensive tertiary education, an infant mortality rate that's straight out of Victorian England, and a national security apparat that shoves its fist up my asshole every time I get on an airplane, and I don't think that this country is much of a paragon of quality living.

America has lots going for it -- innovation, the Bill of Rights, a willingness to let its language mutate in exciting and interesting ways, but the standard of living is not America's signal virtue. — Cory Doctorow
That said, most of Canada has health care, much cheaper education, I didn't get too much fisting (to [livejournal.com profile] azrhey's dismay, it would seem), the media isn't good, but not nearly as bad, and decent food can be found in the bigger cities... And from what I can see around France, being stuck in traffic is hardly exclusive to the Americans.
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Heard on the French coverage of the World Cup:

"Il n'y a pas trente six mille... derrières!"
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I've re-factored some rather nasty code today, and one can almost understand what it does. But not quite. More of that tomorrow, I suppose...

Some dropping by Hurley's tonight, with a bit of free Guinness, couldn't really turn that down, could I? I had some interesting discussion with [livejournal.com profile] wlach and apenwarr, among others, although I did get a bit too talkative, I think. I missed apenwarr, apparently, when he's away for too long, my rants build up to unhealthy levels and I can't stop! It would seem that while I am rather friendly, I can also be quite abrasive. Yeah, I think that's true.

I then had a ride home from mich, in the back-seat of his Mini, with [livejournal.com profile] wlach in the front. Ow. Thankfully, it isn't very far between Hurley's and my place!

Upon arriving home, I fed the Diva while the bathtub was filling up. A proper bath (with non-icky water!), at my own place, how good did that feel! I reflected upon my place of residence a bit. It's rather far from perfect, and I might neglect it a great deal at times, but it is my home nonetheless, for what time is left here, and I like it here. I hope I will feel as good (or better!) in our new home. I think we will.

Watched some Invader Zim while drinking some more beer, trying to read my news (of which I had an horrible backlog) and relaxing (yeah, I just refused to worry for the day, come back later for that). This was all rather successful, pretty amazingly.

"I was the turkey all along!"
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"What, do you have the whole collection?" — [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe, after seeing I had my smaller Frida bag instead of my usual (because of my laptop) Fred Cocotte Equipment courier bag.

Yeah, I'm a yuppie bag-whore. And she hasn't seen my collection of Lowepro photo bags (I own no less than four!).

I like having the exact bag for the occasion and the equipment I'm carrying, and I enjoy attention to detail in the design of those bags. And I have to say I am not impressed at all by laptop bags in general, but most particularly by the appalling almost complete lack of bags designed for compact laptops (like my Apple Powerbook 12").

Dudes, I bought a small, easy to carry laptop. What the fuck would make you think I'd want to carry it around day-to-day with a large, clunky bag I could carry half my wardrobe in? The only non-stupid bag I found was just about exactly the side of the laptop, with no capacity whatsoever for anything else (like, um, my wallet, keys, or sunglasses). I can respect a minimal bag like that, can come in handy, but it's not a day-to-day thing either. I ended up hacking something, by putting that minimal bag inside my Fred courier bag. Pretty decent, but not perfect (the handles get in the way often, a double-zipper is a bit overkill for an internal pocket, and it moves around easily).

Well, turns out these smart bags exist, they're just a pain in the butt to find out about (thanks to Tim Bray for recently writing about that). Crumpler is somewhat well-known, but I've only seen their models for photo equipment or larger laptops in store (they also have one mighty offensive web site, if you ask me (which you didn't, I know, but too late!)). Tom Bihn is a new one to me, but seem to have pretty cool wares. RoadWired also had some decent offerings, but didn't catch my eye as much as the others.

Now, that's fine and dandy, but why do I learn of this, a) when I already got some kind of non-horrible setup (and so making it hard to justify to myself), and b) when I'm spending money on my move to France by the bucket-load? Oh well, nothing's perfect.

Now, if someone designed a courier bag specifically to carry a 12" laptop and an SLR camera, I'd be all over this, but somehow, I'm not holding my breath. :-)

Lastly, before anyone latches on too hard on the subject line, know that I also have a fetish for sunglasses, and a minor one on watches (although I'm skipping out on that one, not just for money reasons, but because of my uneasy relationship with time)... Bonus points if titanium is involved. ;-)

Such a yuppie, I should be ashamed.


Apr. 3rd, 2006 10:50 pm
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"Les belle filles devant s'il vous plait... Oh, elle est belle! Ah non, c'est pas une elle, j'suis un peu myope..." — Jean Leloup

Wow, that guy puts out a heck of a show. I do regret not going now, I remember seeing the signs placated on a wood-covered window somewhere on St-Laurent, going to Schwartz's... Oh well, I'll see other amazing things, I'm sure. And I've seen many, already, such as this, this and that (heh, turns out [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe was at that show too, funny!).

But to go back to Leloup, he's got great lyrics, a good voice (with a nimble tongue!) and a guitar that's just so tasty, so sexy...
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[livejournal.com profile] pphaneuf: Oh well, not much TV for a little while, I guess!
[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: That's cuz you don't feel your ovaries shivering at the sight of Mister Gary Sinise!

No, I guess I don't... :-P
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What's in a name? On the use and abuse of labels...

Read more... )
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I've heard the following, once upon a time: "Always code as if the guy who ends up maintaining your code will be a violent psychopath who knows where you live."

What happens if I am the violent psychopath? I know where I live. Am I supposed to kill myself tonight?
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Too damned funny!
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"Wherein gdb eats my balls." — [livejournal.com profile] jwz, today

"You eat my balls, I eat your balls, that's how it works" — [livejournal.com profile] pphaneuf, circa 2004-07-02
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"I had more porn than I could burn!" — [livejournal.com profile] ryss_rhiannon

An excellent evening, all in all. :-)
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[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: "you have fun AND MOLLEST THWE RYSS"!!!!!"
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So, this great weekend? Ah, yes!

Timed and checked the distance on the way there. 5 hours and 22 minutes, including a 23 minutes stop for food (at the Arby's in Kingston, of course!). This makes for an average of 120 kph, or 129 kph, for just the driving part. Doesn't sound so evil, but it includes the slow parts in Montreal and Waterloo proper, so my average on the 401 looked more like 140 kph! Yowser! Peaked at 180 kph three or four times, and oddly enough, most of the way to Kingston, I had someone following me, no matter what (including a number of those peaks!). This is a ridiculously nice car to drive, and I can't say I won't miss that when living in Europe (at least, rental cars won't have ridiculous automatic transmissions).

Arrived at around 11:30pm, straight at [livejournal.com profile] ayria's place, and stayed there until 2am or so, being shiny as hell. Chatted a bit with my host, Mr Langmaid, before hitting the sack. He was a wonderful, if only slightly invisible host (as he was completing a contractual obligation during the weekend, due for the Monday!), providing all the facilities and unrestricted access. Quite handy, thanks again!

On the Saturday, picked up [livejournal.com profile] musicdieu, [livejournal.com profile] ayria and [livejournal.com profile] thatsthetruthki to head over to [livejournal.com profile] morethanreal for some tasty pancakes and tea. [livejournal.com profile] sfllaw contacted us there, and we then headed over to [livejournal.com profile] ayria's place for meeting with him, as well as [livejournal.com profile] holdenk and [livejournal.com profile] math_foo for some Chez Geek. Stylish, as was mentioned.

We then all raided Ellison's Bistro in [livejournal.com profile] sfllaw's van for some tasty dinner. Back to [livejournal.com profile] ayria's place (with a stop at the LCBO for supplies!) for drinking, silliness and some photo slideshow. More shininess followed.

The Sunday, I pretty much already summed up, but there was a few more things. There was a stop by [livejournal.com profile] musicdieu's place after leaving [livejournal.com profile] ayria's, to try to fix up my dead music player (seemed to have worked, but this morning, trying to put some more music on it killed it again, gah!).

Some people, who obviously didn't see me today until later in the day, seemed to be under the impression that my parting time had been much worse than it had been in reality. Reading back the entry, I can understand that, but I think the following little story should dispel that myth. :-)

Quite ironically, since I was driving much less aggressively than when I arrived, I got pulled over on my way home, somewhere between Toronto and Kingston. 138 kph, I'm told. "Oh my" is my response to the officer (I wasn't surprised by the number when she told me, but when I saw her car, I glanced down, wondering how fast I was going, and had been a bit surprised). Asks me a few questions, and I answer. Now you have to picture this, this guy gets pulled over, but he's all cheerful and smiling. She must have thought I was pretty weird! The cherry on the sundae was her last question, which was whether I was in trouble with the police. I paused to consider her question, then bursted out laughing and told her that "no, not with police, at least"! I must have seemed quite charming, as she let me go with a reduced speed on the ticket. :-)

See, my weekend was going so well, even getting pulled over had to be all right, and almost fun, even!
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Over the weekend, two things were mentioned, and of course, left to rot in my brain for a few days. One, my favourite person there was mentioning that she had been called "dangerous", because of a certain set of attribute she possess. Two, we talked about Monty Python's Holy Grail.

In the metro today, these elements formented into a replay of the "saving" of Galahad by Lancelot from Castle Anthrax, but with "peril" replaced with "danger". This, of course, had me straining not to burst out laughing, and got me the few odd glances from fellow public transport users. Here's a choice extract, revised to suit the situation (maybe it could be acted out, with me as Galahad, and maybe, hmm, [livejournal.com profile] sfllaw as Lancelot? LOL!):

- We were in the nick of time. You were in great danger. (Lancelot)
- I don't think I was. (Galahad the Chaste)
- Yes, you were. You were in terrible danger.
- Look, let me go back in there and face the danger.
- No, it's too dangerous.
- Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much danger as I can.
- No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on!
- Oh, let me have just a little bit of danger?
- No. It's unhealthy.
- I bet you're gay.
- No, I'm not.
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"When I got it, I got it - a little bit sad, but edgy. It needs edge. It's not romantic, it's a car song. The guy's in love. Il trippe. He looks at the stars, talks to the girl about living life to its fullest. But you have to feel the edge. C'est pas des petites fleurs. It can't sound romantic; that's not the story. There's no sugar there." "In Balade à Toronto, the guy is saying one day we'll be old, and we'll be really embarrassed if we're poche, if we're cheap. It's really about what is important and what is not." — Jean Leloup

Yeah, I'd be embarrassed if I were poche too.
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Okay, so yesterday was made of a great many fuck-ups, leading to a few strings of muttering swears on my part. Timing for watching the Grundstück DVD was a bit messy, which caused quite a few stalls in my brain and dramatic cutting on time I wanted to spend with a certain favourite person. Another favourite person's brain was also on the brink of self-destruction and had to be fixed with evil medication.

Then we thought of having food, and that we could treat [livejournal.com profile] musicdieu to thank him for having us over (considering how he feels about this!). A roommate offer pizza. I thought this wouldn't fit the plan, even that's what I would have done normally. So we figured out a restaurant to go to. This was fairly long and painful. We ended up heading to the Mongolian Grill. It was stuffed with people, with a 15-20 minutes wait. Okay, let's do Jane Bond instead. But upon arriving there, [livejournal.com profile] azrhey realized it was a vegetarian place, when she was really requiring some kind of meaty sustenance. We knew that, but she didn't, as she had been busy contemplating the menu earlier from the Internet, which featured meaty-sounding things such as tacos, burritos and pizzas. So we headed out once more, to where the evil lurks (that's Kitchener), to a Korean BBQ that is, quite adequately, named "Korean BBQ". But they were out of rice, as well as of various side-dish things, which just as well meant that they were out of food. So we ended up hitting up the very closest Vietnamese restaurant (the one we had parked in front!).

The ordering happened at 8:30pm. I had told the favourite person that we would be joining up for hanging out at 8ish. Crap. This was really frustrating and annoying me massively.

When all was said and done, and all the shit together, we hooked up at 10:30pm, and she was already exhausted (that stupidly long game of Munchkin cutting on sleep time didn't help either!). But damnit, we did hang out, and I have to say that getting some time with both my favourite people will get a stupid smile on my face pretty quickly!

– Get closer to her.
I move my chair.
– Get a little bit closer.
I move my chair some more.
– Turn a bit to your left.
Turning a bit.
– Ok, perfect. Now, poke him!
Other favourite person starts poking me savagely!
– Didn't you suspect anything when me, of all people, told you to do stuff?
– Yeah, I did figure there was a trick, but getting closer, I liked that plan anyway!

Drove her back to her place, and chat one-on-one a little in the car, which, while wasn't the bestest thing ever, was much enjoyed. I like my hugs.

I think I should really drop a few words about [livejournal.com profile] elliptic_curve's omelette here. Apparently, it tasted a bit like... old dog. She even told both the waitress and the manager that. Ahh, the joys of food in Waterloo!

For breakfast, we of course went to the same place, with [livejournal.com profile] elliptic_curve, again (as well as [livejournal.com profile] sh8der_boi and [livejournal.com profile] libertinette, who were also there the night before). No, she didn't have omelette. I explained some photography principles to [livejournal.com profile] elliptic_curve, in preparation of her trip to Thailand, and then headed off back to Montréal.

There was some Arby's again, of course. [livejournal.com profile] azrhey's parents also greeted us with food, because you know, I think they assume we never eat when we're out of their sights, LOL! We made it in a bit more than 5 hours and a half this time, not nearly my best, but plenty efficient still, and a fair amount of speeding. The moon was awesome.
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"You're looking at this bottle in an almost pornographic way." — [livejournal.com profile] cpirate, while I was pondering my bottle of "emergency vodka".

"You now have a choice between not opening this bottle, and alcoholism." — [livejournal.com profile] cpirate again, trying to save my soul.

Fear not, I haven't opened the bottle. It might be promoted from "emergency vodka" to "celebratory vodka" soon, though.

On the other hand, I got a call from my bank telling me my ATM card might have been cloned, and that I should check my reports and stuff. I tried doing so, but the Internet banking interface wouldn't let me in (sort of understandably). Should work itself out, but I'll have to check this out.

Still, cooked myself some italian sausage and pastas. I have many friends who have ninja-type skills when it comes to cooking, but me, being able to keep myself alive is already a great deal of success.

I hooked up my XMMS at work to last.fm, as this seemed pretty cool. It indeed was, until it imploded, a bit later. Oops, sorry everyone!
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On a note in the package:
Dear Supporter,

Thank you very much for your patience and support during the Phase II of Neubauten.org Supporter Project. We are pleased to have been able to make this album independently, which would not have been possible without you. Enclosed are two extra copies of the CD, which are yours to do as you please: we hope you will share this result of our work and your contribution with your friends and anyone else who may be interested.

We hope to see you back with us in Phase 3.

Einstürzende Neubauten

So I have two CDs to give away. I suspect one will go to [livejournal.com profile] musicdieu, any taker for the other?

And tonight, I shall be watching my DVD! Gna!

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