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« on: December 20, 2008, 09:43:34 AM »
Coffee's tasty this morning. Anybody up for an English Muffin?
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« Reply #1 on: December 20, 2008, 09:53:22 AM »
Faux-Brit-pop song

I could go for an English Muffin
But in the pantry there is nuffin'
Instant coffee with a splash of two percent
Steppin' over bodies in the little flat that we rent.

There's a party every single night.
People drink and laugh and pretend not to be uptight.
There's never time for us to be alone.
And if we are she's always talking on the phone.
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« Reply #2 on: December 20, 2008, 10:00:40 AM »
 applause applause applause applause applause
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« Reply #3 on: December 20, 2008, 10:17:55 AM »
I guess today I'll go round the pub and meet up wif me mates. Maybe have a game of darts and down a few pints.
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« Reply #4 on: December 20, 2008, 10:18:46 AM »
Shite, now all my thoughts are coming out brit-pop.
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« Reply #5 on: December 20, 2008, 10:23:06 AM »
I'm starting my day with whiskey. Ah, the holidays.
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« Reply #6 on: December 20, 2008, 10:24:09 AM »
Cheers, crappiteers.

Cheers
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« Reply #7 on: December 20, 2008, 10:25:20 AM »
Shrimp cocktail.
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« Reply #8 on: December 20, 2008, 10:36:56 AM »
If I don't get too drunk, I think I'll go to half-priced books and find another book about Africa. The last few books I've read :

What is the What? by Dave Eggers
A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah
We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will be Killed With Our Families: Stories from Rwanda by Philip Gourevitch

Now I'm reading King Leopold's Ghost: A Story of Greed, Terror, and Heroism in Colonial Africa by Adam Hochschild


Suddenly I'm fascinated by Africa. I have this urge to go teach English in Ghana or Tanzania. The only thing is I remember a dream (and this is the honest truth) I had when I was a kid. I was sleeping in a hut and these African tribesmen sneaked in and cut my throat.
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« Reply #9 on: December 20, 2008, 11:02:46 AM »
Quote from: Moetown on December 20, 2008, 09:43:34 AM
Coffee's tasty this morning. Anybody up for an English Muffin?




My coffee has a whooooooooooooooooooooooole lotta Bailey's in it. My fave: the up/down caffeine-booze effect!! But I might need the carbs soon to soak it up, thanks.

(stands impatiently by Moetown's toaster)
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« Reply #10 on: December 20, 2008, 11:10:05 AM »
Quote from: Moetown on December 20, 2008, 10:36:56 AM
If I don't get too drunk, I think I'll go to half-priced books and find another book about Africa. The last few books I've read :

What is the What? by Dave Eggers
A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier by Ishmael Beah
We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will be Killed With Our Families: Stories from Rwanda by Philip Gourevitch

Now I'm reading King Leopold's Ghost: A Story of Greed, Terror, and Heroism in Colonial Africa by Adam Hochschild


Suddenly I'm fascinated by Africa. I have this urge to go teach English in Ghana or Tanzania. The only thing is I remember a dream (and this is the honest truth) I had when I was a kid. I was sleeping in a hut and these African tribesmen sneaked in and cut my throat.



Oh.My.God. Then you must go. Seriously, though, Evan...  There was an utterly remarkable in last Saturday's Globe and Mail by their now-former African bureau chief, Stephanie Nolen (she's just been assigned to India). She's done a lot of great award-winning coverage there of various issues in various countries - what has changed (for better or worse) and what the continent (and in particular, South Africa) has come to mean to her. Read it here. It's long, but fascinating.
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« Reply #11 on: December 20, 2008, 11:20:43 AM »
Shamelessly cornball gesture in honor of JSG:

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« Reply #12 on: December 20, 2008, 11:22:27 AM »
I'm still reading the (many, many, detailed) end notes in Jane Jacob's Dark Age Ahead. (The book is depressing but not without hope.)

Just finished a collection of essays edited by CBC/Globe guy, Ian Brown, called What I Meant to Say: The Private Lives of Men. All the essayists are very self-aware (and very often, self-effacing) and articulate writers and it turns out that what they have to say (about fatherhood, manhood, relationships, creativity, feminism, aging, their relationships with their own fathers, sexuality, fear, whatever) isn't ...nothing. Lots of VERY surprising insight offered (to women) here. (I still don't understand you creatures, but getting closer.)

Fiction-wise, I guess the last book I read was The End of Alice, by A.M. Homes.

I'm looking forward to reading The Pesthouse by Jim Crace, which I ordered online recently, along with the second Dexter book.

I have wildly varied reading habits. I'd read a cereal box if you put it in front of me. Smiley
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« Reply #13 on: December 20, 2008, 11:23:12 AM »
"Embedding disabled by request" on that one, M-Town. Which song was it?
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« Reply #14 on: December 20, 2008, 11:24:55 AM »
It was a solo version of Tiny Dancer with 1971 Elton and his piano. Sorry. Gesture thwarted.
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