One of the best things ever: Summit Station's coffee milk. You can it up at a few locations in #HamOnt including their store in Copetwown and the Farmer's Market. It comes in several sizes and the bottles are returnable.

Take your used and broken crayons to the Farmer's Market office. #hamont

Do you suppose I can turn Depeche Mode's "Personal Jesus" into a lounge song?

If you're a frequenter of Discord and had been a user of IRC, would you go back to IRC when Discord adopts the age verification requirements that'll put yin teen mode if you don't upload a picture or your government ID? I personally do not love the idea of giving Discord more than it already has.

The little punk inside that never got to the scene in New York is gurgling inside giddily.

Today's blast from the past:

I'm just watching the 1995 Pride & Prejudice - again - and something has crossed my mind that's never crossed it before. I wonder if Mr. Collins ever wises up enough to realise his wife doesn't actually like him.

Rest in budo, Kim Taylor sensei. This was not unexpected. He leaves us after a long battle with cancer. If ever a man loved collecting various sword waza, it was him. He's leaving a big hole in Canadian sword arts. Also the man who sold me the sword (my first) I treasure now. #iaido

I really think they should have come up with a different name - because Point of Sale is not what I think of when I see POS. Similar to how computer-generated imagery is not what I think of when I see CGI.

I wonder what would happen if you boiled fizzy water. I guess my real question is would it still taste like shit.

I hab a colb. No volunteering or dojo for me. Bum.

It irks me when people refer to themselves as expats. Dude. You're an immigrant.

I always used to wonder, when pizza dipping sauces became a thing, why they went with marinara since there was already a tomato-based sauce on the pizza.

The job market gets uglier by the day. Fewer and fewer viable jobs and more and more people competing for them. My options are grossly limited as it is. What I find hilarious, in a tragic sort of way, are the people (with/hoarding) two and three jobs ripping apart support for basic income. Dudes.

Fyffes. That's a new one for the produce sticker page.

It looks like my favourite body wash has been discontinued. Bum. For those with scent sensitivities, you know the investigative nightmare that's going to ensue as I search for a replacement. Fuck.

My most recent email to the Prime Minister: The Future Now that you've glamoured everyone with your recent Davos speech, are you going to give us a future-forward economic and social plan that will lift Canadians out of poverty with a robust social safety net and infrastructure, or are you /1

Good morning, winter.

For some reason, I just got compelled to watch that "Lambada" video that was rabidly popular back in the late '80s. Sometimes you forget how grotesquely problematic things were in the wayback ... like over-sexualising pre-pubescent children and physical abuse. Holy crap.

If anyone's still confused by the statement "You will own nothing and be happy", let me point out subscription services to you. That's what the target of that was - that at some point we'll be subscriptioned to death and like it because of convenience, due to capitalism and its raging need to profit

I wonder if you can get a room spray that smells like bacon.

Mes amis: If you know a local (to Hamilton) business still working with paper files that needs them organised but doesn't have the staff to do it, please let me/them know. I'm looking for short-term projects and enjoy sorting things.

What we don't really have, is a place for people seeking work to list what they're looking for, how many hours they're looking to work, etc. Job sites focus from the employer's needs, but I think we need something focused from the other side for when, for example, an employer needs a short job done.

I was given some pre-seasoned chicken souvlaki meat the other day that I put in a soup. I called it soupvlaki.

Holy fucking shitballs. The two options for fixing my drive and data recovery: $1400 or $1900 (I won't bore you with the details of those options). Fuck me.

Oh boy. I encountered one of those George Soros/WEF loonies in person today. I suppose a tiny part of me was hoping they didn't exist in the wild.

So, as it stands, the dead drive is physically damaged. They are sending it off to a clean room to see if it can be repaired, and will let me know how much it will cost for repair and data recovery. We are, though, looking at about $1k CAD to start. Fuck. Well, that's it for my data, I guess.

I'm going to pair half a bag of trail mix with the entire pack of prosciutto I just ate.

"I just broke my salad serving fork." First activity of 2026.

Happy New Year, everyone! 🎆

I has mennie crayons.

U2 Live Crew The Grateful Dead or Alive

Merry Christmas (gift card) to me.

How can one make a flash drive writable under KDE? It's fine in Windows, fine in the terminal, but it's read only in KDE and I can't even change the permissions in the properties tabs. They're all greyed out. My login account is admin, but not root.

For the watercolour artists amongst us who love the idea of a gansai-sized watercolour pan but are frustrated they can't just buy them, the tables have turned. I know it's Amazon. But it's a start, and is a pointer to where else we can look.

Sadly, voting is over. But the people's colour is lovely. Take a look. Also, make your own. Mine is attached in a comment.

I got the call from my GP's office today about my MRI appointment ... which is at 10 PM ... on May 20th. Are we surprised? We are not. But Doug Ford can still go fuck himself.

I bought myself some fleurs at the farmer's market today.

I invented a new word. You know how when talking about future timelines you say "From 2026 and beyond"? I know there's words for going back instead, but none of them seem to roll off the tongue quite so well as beyond, so now there's "preyond" to talk about going backwards. I'm easily amused.

I had an eyeball thought. Now is the time to look away, no pun intended, if eyeball thoughts are not to your liking. . . . . . . . . Imagine popping your eyeball out so you can turn it to look at your other eyeball. I wonder if it would be like what happens when you face two mirrors to each other.

I find it baffling (though not really) when I see people beg others to "reach across party lines" and "work together" and wonder how we can do that ... but completely brush over, ignore, obliterate, or devalue the one thing that DOES reach across all societal lines: #disability. #pwd #canpoli

This is a great nationwide resource for those seeking assistance if they're food insecure: bread.help

Today's medical mystery. So, I was getting pukey headaches from the lack of/intermittent sleep from the pain in my leg, and I started vomiting. Totally unfun, but now the pain in my leg is gone.

@morricemike.bsky.social is now the deputy leader of the federal Green party. This is absolutely great news. He's one of the only consistent voices for disability that ever existed in the HoC. Congratulations to Mike. I hope it leads where I think it could.

My doctor had to put me on Gabapentin because of some pain I've been having. It's been fucking awful. It was so bad last night I wanted to puke. I thought it would help more than it is. I want to sleep so badly, but I can't.

I joined a Zoom this evening for one of my hobbies, only to hear a regular holding forth about how ICE is only arresting criminals ... from a white man, of course, who's unlikely to be impacted. I had zero desire to listen further to opinions that excuse his pipeline to convenient, casual racism.

1. Pencil crayons 2. Tea 3. Binge watching for background noise 4. Warm greens 5. Iaido 6. Volunteering at the food bank 7. Singing jazz 8. Creativity 9. A good drama 10. '70s-era New York punk

There was this giant box I kept throwing my paper recycling in. And forgetting. The last piece has just been put in the bin. And there was much rejoicing.

Oooh. Covet.