No time to blog!

I've been neglecting my blog when I'd rather be blogging above all else. It's funny. We always have time for the menial things with no time to spare for the things that really matter. Like grandparents or best friends or blogs. I can't believe how busy I've been. I'm interning at Financial Post Business Magazine every day from 10-6, working at the Pub Tuesday and Thursday nights from 7-3 and every other Sunday, editing Afterword, planning a wedding, and freelancing somewhere in between. I'm often exhausted, but in an exhilarating way. I'm embarrassed to say I've recently discovered dividends and income trusts for the first time (Pete's teaching me a lot) but I suppose you have to start somewhere. I'm writing two short profiles for the upcoming CEO issue - one on Agrium's Michael Wilson and one on Abitibi-Consolidated's John Weaver - so look for it November 1 with National Post subscriptions. Time for bed. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

P.S. Just did a spellcheck and the weirdest thing happened: Blogger doesn't recognize the word blog. Who writes these programs? Honestly.

No more Shariah...

means no more religious law whatsoever...

Bloor Street Parade Watch

And now for my newest blog installment: The Bloor Street Parade Watch. Tis the season when every weekend I'm awakened by a parade passing right by my apartment. Yesterday saw about a billion U of T frosh screaming through the streets in different colour t-shirts. But that's nothing compared to today: The Jesus in the City parade. Carribean music accompanies men dressed in robes dragging enormous crosses behind them. Trucks carrying five-piece bands. Salsa. Funk. Soul. But bongos are my favourite. One truck is named the River of God. This is much better than the white man's Jesus parades. I feel like I'm in a gospel church. Everyone's dancing, clapping, singing, waving flags, actually chanting Jesus' name in song. The signs I see from my window: "Make his priase glorious." "Exodus." "The happiest people on earth." "The Lord lives." "The Lord Reigns." "If you've tried everything and everything failed, try Jesus." "Say No to drugs, guns and gangs. Say yes to Jesus." And my personal favourite: "Jesus is coming back."

The BOBS Begin

You have until September 30 to submit your favourite blog to The Best of the Blogs, an international weblog competition. Prizes will be awarded to winners of thirteen categories including Best Blog, Best Journalistic Blog, and Best Podcasting Site. Last year's Best Blog winner was The Dog Newspaper, a Chinese blog about dogs. Strange indeed.

Toronto International Film Festival Fun Fun Fun

TIFF Fun Facts:

335 films
256 features
79 shorts
215 premieres
52 countries
23 screens
Longest film: 201 minutes
Shortest film: 3 minutes
Total film: 26,505 minutes

My top pick:

Dave Chapelle's Block Party

nano nano booboo

Apple outdid itself again. Its newest addition to the family, the iPod nano, is pencil thin with a full colour screen. The 2 GB version (about 500 songs) is just US$199 while 4 GB of storage (about 1000 songs) will run you US$249. I'm kicking myself for buying a shuffle. Says Apple CEO Steve Jobs on the nano: "It's magic." Also released is the new iTunes phone (just in case a speakerphone, camera with zoom, and bluetooth capability wasn't enough) which holds up to about 100 songs. Music does make the world go 'round.

I love this game

What a game! Andre Agassi and James Blake played their U.S. Open quarter final match for almost three hours last night. I could have watched for three days. The veteran player lost the first two sets before coming back to win the last three. Back and forth, back and forth it went. Agassi's point, Blake's point, Agassi's point, Blake's point. Neither stopping to catch his breath. It all came down to a tie breaker. It could have gone either way, but Agassi, ten years James' senior, won 8-6 in the clutch. As Agassi served signed tennis balls into the roaring crowd, Blake took the loss like a man. "It couldn't have been more fun to lose." The warriers hugged. I can't wait for the semis.

gas gas

$1.30??????????????? I just spent $65 on a fill up!
I WILL NEVER DRIVE AGAIN!

New Orleans is Sinkin'

Imagine. Losing your family, your home, your possesions, your pride, in an instant. A rescue bungled, a government failed, a city lost. No power, no streets, no buildings, no business. Utter and complete destruction. 140 mph winds. 20 feet of contaminated water. 2 months to pump and drain. 2 months for electricity. 10,000 wanton deaths. Why? Why didn't New Orleans have a plan? Why did it take four days for the president to react? Why didn't I go to Mardi Gras last year?