the_yellow_dart

Interesting. This is the song that seems to go "after" Street Spirit to a lot of Canadians, I've heard it on the radio like this many times, not sure where the tradition came from. I think the relatively happy Sloan song pulls you out of the funk of "Street Spirit". Sloan - People of the Sky

At concerts for bands that sound like that I yell (that's neither compliment nor insult)

So I climbed the stairs of the CN Tower yesterday for a charity event. 1776 stairs (144 flights) Took me 15 minutes, 1 second. The records listed on the wall at the top were quite amusing... Fastest stair climb was 7:41 Fastest stair climb on a pogo stick: something like 58 minutes Most stairs in one day: Up the tower 17 times. Other numbers I don't remember, but had records listed: Fastest stair climb on a modified motorcycle!! Fastest stair climbs while carrying items, including: Engine from a Suzuki Samurai, 200 lb pumpkin. Most stairs fallen down: all 1776, on purpose. People will do some dumb crap to set a record.

Everything else on that list I agree with, but the Pacifica I see a fair bit and the Sebring is just plain stupid to cut.

Not that big of a chronic! :AH-HA_wink: As far as Dodgefan's comment - if they made weed legal, I wouldn't have to deal with these people. We could have gone down to the convenience store and bought a pack of joints, and the government would have made some tax money. But no, instead we have this crap. <sigh> I really don't smoke that much, which is why I find myself without when I want some. Seriously, lately it's like once every two months that I smoke it. It's just nice once in a while. Never again will I try to buy from the streets though.

Welcome. I hope the amount of testosterone here does not overwhelm you.

It's not the drop to 5th place that I'm happy about. It's the end of the assumptions. Now they have to play the game like everyone else.

I was just thinking about it - that 1100 W power supply certainly will make this Blackbird sing in the dead of night. Hope you don't leave it running near anyone's bedroom.

See but 17 makes sense. That's an age when you start to really be sexual.It's the people that don't figure it out until they're in their 20s that really confuse me.

I don't quite understand how it takes so long for some people to sort out that they are gay. People living in denial are a different thing, and that's not what I'm talking about. They know they are gay, they just won't admit it to anyone else, or in some cases even to themselves. What I'm talking about are the ones who just honestly don't realize until they hit their 20s. I mean for me, the sexual desire is/was way stronger than society's 'norms' could control. I knew, very clearly, how much I liked women. So how do some young gay men not realize until their 20s? Just because it's "wrong", would you not at some point think about the guy down the street? Anyways, just my 2c.

It's not just Toronto. In my hometown of 90,000 I know of a girl who ODed on crack. I've just never had to deal with it personally before. I'm actually glad to hear that this is an old scam, makes me feel like a little bit less of a tool.

Now I want some pancakes and maple syrup. :AH-HA_wink:

Unfortunately, it wasn't quite that obvious. At least I'm awake now. Now to get ready. Crap crap crap.

I know of one interesting family. A straight, male friend of mine has one younger sister - also straight. He also has 3 older half-siblings, from his father's previous marriage. 2 half-brothers, one half-sister, all gay. Not saying it's necessarily genetic, but it sure does make for an interesting family.

Wow. I haven't seen anything billed as a "gaming system" since about 2001. My $450 machine that I purchased in 2003 will run any game I throw at it... Sorry Custom-S, but this just seems like a big waste of money to me.

Also, in case there is any question left by the original post - no, we definitely did not take the rock with us.

I can't believe what just happened to me. This kind of crap only happens on TV, until now. So I was walking home from the bar with a friend and we thought we might go buy some... herbs. He knew a park where people normally sell so we went there and asked somebody. Guy ended up leading us to a girl who phoned a friend. This should have been hint #1. Why do we need to go somewhere? Nope, we're drunk, and too trusting. Proceed! So the guy proceeds to tell us that the seller is really paranoid and he needs to do the deal for us. (Hint #2) We agreed because me and my friend are both bigger than him and good runners, should he try something stupid. So sure enough he takes off around the corner. We then chased him without being too obvious - there are plenty of cops and we don't want to bust anybody, especially when they're selling to us. He realized that he was making us nervous and came over to calm us down. The whole time him and this girl are acting wayyy too paranoid. The amount we're trying to buy is not going to land anyone in jail, especially in Canada. So finally someone shows up, in a car. (Hint #3) They come over and deal us... crack. I've never been so scared in my life. I didn't even care that we got ripped off for the 'herb' money. I was just thinking we were either going to get: a. Robbed b. Beaten up c. Busted We just left. There is no point fighting with some crack fiends over money. Went over to my friends house to calm down - the adrenaline was going a little crazy. Finally walked home and had to walk past the lovely sight of two cross dressing prostitutes arguing over prices and then just straight up beating each other up. So now it's 3:30 in the morning, and I have to work tomorrow, and there is no way I can sleep right now with this much adrenaline pumping. Tomorrow is going to suck.

"Young man, can you play the rusty trombone?" "WHAT?" "In the choir... we're um.... we're hard up nowadays, and it's starting to get... rusty."

My condolences. I hope you can figure out what to say in this time. I sure as heck wouldn't know. Could be a sensitive issue, depending on Julie.

The tarps that I've seen on trucks don't properly cover the top - they leave about a 6 inch gap running down either side of the top of the truck.

All the rocks I've been hit from have been from tarped trucks. The tarp does nothing.

I don't. I get hit while passing.

I belong to a very cheap gym - $50 for 3 months. It is a community gym, sponsored by the city. As far as private gyms in that area of Toronto go, some of the cheapest you can find are around $75/month. As far as safety, I've never had a problem, but that's because I don't use lockers. I drive to the gym, and leave everything but my membership card and car keys in the car. I just carry those two things on me while at the gym. Whole lot easier that way, safer and cheaper too.

The most helpful studying I did in university were group study sessions. We had these little rooms in the library which would fit about 10 people, with a blackboard. A bunch of us would go the day before the exam and just have a good session for about 6-8 hours. Basically we would just run through everything in the course, and do problems on the board. It helps to get the whole course in perspective like that - helps you to realize what details are important and which ones aren't. For one of these sessions to work, you need someone in the group who feels like they don't understand the course, since they'll be the ones asking the questions that the people who think they know the course won't ask. You also need someone who understands it fairly well, to do the bulk of the explaining. I was generally the one doing the explaining and problems on the board, but this really helped me as well. Figuring out how to teach someone a subject is a great way to mull it over in your mind and remember it better.

I have an ax to grind with gravel trucks. They're constantly on the Don Valley Parkway, and I have no idea why, there are no gravel yards around. About half the time I see one, they have rock screenings flying out of the back all over the road, and this morning a rock about half the size of a golf ball flew out of the back of one, bounced loudly off my hood and again off my roof. I have so many little chips all over the place from these trucks. Why is this legal?? Shouldn't unsecured loads like this be some kind of safety violation? Caledon township (not too far away) has a much larger problem with gravel trucks. articleApparently these gravel truck drivers who are driving down steep hills think that it's OK to just honk the horn and plow through when the light turns red and they don't have time to stop. These two girls were unlucky enough to think that red means stop for everyone.