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Summer Readin', Have Me a Blast

Summerreading

I'm going away this morning, off for a week to house-sit in Muskoka, and hopefully relax a bit. Hence the flurry of blog posts before I'm outta here. I doubt very much if I'll be doing any posting up north – there's only dial-up (horrors!!!) – and really, it's time I took a good break from the computer.

I'm still not in the mood to go back to my regular reading, and I find that when I'm vacationing, I prefer short stories. So I'm taking the latest fiction issues of a variety of mags (including the cheezy cover you see above) as well as a collection of short stories by John Cheever.

I hope you're all enjoying your own summer reading, be you topless or not. Myself, I prefer to read fully clothed. Think of the paper cuts!

Toodles!

Colour Me Happy 2

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Although I did recently ask any GardenSluts out there what flowers look good with orange lilies, I really already had the answer right in front of me, in a gorgeous gardening book entitled P. Allen Smith's Colors for the Garden. Being the garden novice that I am, I had no clue who this P. Allen Smith dude was – he looks a tad fey in the cover pic, like at any moment he's gonna sprout gossamer wings and scatter fairy dust all over those lovely tulips – but damn if he don't know his colours, and well, everything there is to know about designing a visually stunning garden.

My colour designing worries are officially over. Mr. Smith has laid out a wide variety of warm, cool, and neutral colour flowers and plants to choose from in a very detailed directory list, which includes the plant name, quick facts (how hardy it is, dimensions, and whether it's an annual or perennial) as well as a delightful description to whet your gardening appetite. Using a multitude of heavenly photographs, Mr. Smith provides luscious plant combinations for whatever mood you're trying to capture in your garden. This is an excellent reference book. Pretty darn nice coffee table book, too! (Even with that fey pic on the front!)

Quick observation. I had no idea that Cosmos came in orange!!

Death Delights Me

Rememberme

Like I mentioned recently, I've been feeling a tad blue of late due to my work overload and my inability to play around the house and yard with complete abandon. At times like this when I'm a bit down, I often will revert to reading material that I know will cheer me up. So I put my regular reading on hold, and picked up a couple of P.D. James books: Shroud for a Nightingale and The Lighthouse. I find that a spot of jolly good Brit murder always cheers me up. Am I the only one who finds P.D. James to be comforting reading?

Anyway, once those books were done, I still wasn't quite ready to get back to my regular fare – I needed a little spot more of some deathly good writing. Remember Me: A Lively Tour of the New American Way of Death by Lisa Takeuchi Cullen really hit that death spot.

If you enjoyed Mary Roach's Stiff: The Curious Life of Human Cadavers, then I think Remember Me will be an interesting, if not amusing and slightly bizarre read for you.

I have yet to do anything about planning my end. It's just not high on my list of things to do. And I'm not big on pomp and ritual (the hubby and I got married at city hall, I wore a dress borrowed from my sister-in-law, and the hubby's best buddy drove us in his pick-up truck to the Royal York Hotel for our honeymoon), so I certainly wouldn't want my funeral to be a big deal. But that sure ain't the attitude for a lot of people in America, especially those boomers with all that disposable cash and plenty of ego. Remember Me's Ms. Cullen takes us on a tour of the new vision for deathly rituals – everything from biodegradable "green" burials to turning your loved one's ashes into Diamonds(!) to modern mummification. The standard drop in the box and stone on top is soooo yesterday, honey. Perhaps you'd like your loved one's ashes (or yourself?) to be scattered at sea? For a price, it can be done. Or better yet, why not have your ashes placed in an artificial reef? Your cremated remains (or as they say in the death biz, cremains) will be buried at sea, and you'll become part of a state-sanctioned reef-rebuilding project and within months host an active community of fish and wildlife. Even though you'd have shuffled off this mortal coil, you'd still be doing good for the environment. Hell, that's more than a lot of people do who are still breathing, baby.

Ms. Cullen also turns our attention to how the funeral biz is changing (more and more people are choosing the cremains path), how you can, if you so desire, be plasticized in the name of science (and big bucks) once you meet your end, as well as how much fun you can have at the annual Frozen Dead Guy Days festival in Nederland Colorado. Remember Me is an an amusing, funny, and at times quite heartfelt study of how Americans are choosing to design their ends. It certainly got me thinking a bit more about what I should do once I bite the dust. I kinda like how the over-the-top cheezy author Jacqueline Susann did it – she had her cremains placed in a special container, styled like a hardcover book, with "Jacqueline Susann 1918-1974" stamped on the front-cover side. Buried in a book. I do like that! Just don't try and read me in the bathtub, ok?

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Bathroomreading

After wandering around the house today, it has dawned on me that we have books in just about every room in the house. The library (of course), our bedroom, my studio, our computer room, the living room, the kitchen and the basement. And yes, the upstairs bathroom (the downstairs bathroom seems to be used only in desperate emergencies; as of yet it doesn't have that 'sit down and stay awhile' ambiance. Might have something to do with all the spiders that congregate down there).

Ahhh... bathroom reading. I confess that it's a habit that I've never really taken to. But the hubby loves it. So we've got a basket on the floor next the toilet full of mostly his bathroom reads:

The Cosmic Serpent: DNA and the Origins of Knowledge
by Jeremy Narby

Countdown to Apocalypse: A Scientific Exploration of the End of the World
by Paul Halpern

Canadian Global Almanac 2004

Patently Absurd: The Most Ridiculous Devices Ever Invented
by Christopher Cooper


Hmmm... seems to me that some of those books are anything but relaxing, but it works for him, I guess.

Anyway, even though I'm not a fan of bathroom reading I thought it would be the genteel thing to do to at least provide a bit more variety for any guests who chose to partake in some leisurely reading on the throne. So with that in mind, I purchased the charming little non-political and hopefully non-apocalyptic book The Weather Calendar or A Record of the Weather for Every Day of the Year by Mrs. Henry Head.

The tiny blurb on the back of this tiny book reads:

Taken from letters and diaries from as early as 1506 and writers that include Peyps, Swift, Walpole, Gray, Dorothy Wordsworth and Jane Austen. This day by day account of the weather makes fascinating and compelling reading.

Take, for example, today's date, August 11th:

1774. Don't be brave this month: the weather is already much cooler, and you need not catch cold to prove how intolerable the heat is.

-- Walpole.

My sentiments exactly!

And so my questions to you are...

Are you a bathroom reader? If yes, what books do you have in your bathroom right now?

Simply Kinda Sad

Dontreadenough

About a week or so ago I was walking along Dundas Street West, near Keele Street, and I saw this billboard. Yup. I laughed out loud. But then I got to thinking. It's not just funny. It's sad. I mean, most people who see this ad will get it and laugh. But I think it's kinda that you gotta laugh or else you'll cry kind of humour, don't you?

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And Sometimes Y

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I must confess that I'm not always such a big fan of Russell Smith. I've given up reading his style column in the Globe and Mail because my eyes hurt so much from the excessive rolling that tends to occur whenever he says something ridiculous or pretentious. And I still can't get over that time he confessed in print that he pays $35 a pair for his underwear, which he has specially ordered from Europe. And the fact that his mother used to dress him in sailor suits as a kid, and that he loved it. I have to really control my urges to wanna just beat the crap outta him. But the pompous little aesthete is a very talented writer, who truly has a passionate love of words and language (though I do wish he would use his talent to write about something other than the rich trendy people living in Toronto, but that's another post).

And now Mr. Smith has harnessed his love of words and language into a delightful and eclectic radio program on CBC Radio One called And Sometimes Y. The program runs from June 27th to August 26th, and I've only managed to listen to one of his shows, but thankfully some of the conversations have been archived online, so you can listen to them at your leisure. The show that I managed to listen to was Episode 5, The Edge of Language. Here's an intro to that episode:

What is language for, and how does it work? Most of the time, we use it as a tool for communication, of course. Sometimes, we enjoy it for its poetry, its rhythms and rhymes etc. Most of us stop there, but a few daring explorers and experimenters try to break new ground beyond the conventional limits. Can these people offer us new and useful ideas about how we talk to each other? (Or not? Perhaps what they do is just weird...)

Russell interviewed Christian Bök, author of Eunoia, a unique book of poetry in which each chapter of the five-chapter book is focused on a specific vowel. Russell also talks to Darren Wershler-Henry, co-creator of The Apostrophe Engine, which is basically a computer-generated poetry-maker. Other interesting subjects include Christian Bök discussing his plans to translate a poem into a genetic sequence, and with the help of scientists actually create a living embodiment of a poem which would actually grow in a petrie dish. Fascinating!!

On each program Russell plays a game called Word Nerd with his guests, which is great fun to listen to. An example of this is The Robertson Davies Challenge: It’s based on a kind of lexicographical in-joke, which is that books written by Robertson Davies cannot be used as evidence that a word is still in fashion, because Davies made a habit of incorporating archaic words into his writing. The game is to find difficult words in a Robertson Davies novel, read the sentence, and get your opponent to guess what the author was on about. It's sort of reminiscent of the old BBC radio word quiz shows I used to listen to on CJRT when I was a teenager. Does anyone remember the show Just A Minute? It's still going on!

I'm going to try and listen to this Saturday's show, Men versus Women, which will be a study of the differences (or not) between the language of women and men. Here's Russell's take on the subject:

So novelists can easily pretend that they're someone else; that's what novelists do. But what if people are speaking in their own voices? Can we prove scientifically that they use the language differently? Well, researchers at Bar-Ilan University in Israel published a study on male and female writing in hundreds of texts and found that there were measurable differences in style: women tend to use more pronouns and men use more noun-modifiers. But when the professors tried to turn this data in to a formula and made a computer program which attempted to read a text and determine whether its author was male or female, the computer turned out to be accurate about fifty per cent of the time - about as accurate as flipping a coin.

Why We Blog

Remember that illo I did recently for the National Post, the one about yet another bash on blogs? Well, I got so darn fed up with this hate-fest on blogs by the print world that I asked one of the the editors I work with at the National Post if I could write my take on blogs – something a bit more positive, a different perspective than what I have been reading over and over again in various newspapers.

Well, sadly I guess it didn't cut the mustard. And this after a second edit, too! Darn. I even drew a pic to go with my story. Sniff. In fact, I had actually written up a positive piece about blogging a few months ago, with a similar illo, and sent it off to the Facts&Arguments section on the Globe and Mail. No response. Hmmph. I guess a career in print journalism is not in my future!

But the beauty of blogs is that I can post any damn thing I want, including rejected writing! So for those interested, I will post the entire article written by Adam Radwanski, and then my piece, which hopefully counters his arguments to some degree (obviously not enough, 'cuz the editor nixed the damn thing). I was only allowed 700 words, and I guess I just had so much I wanted to say, and couldn't quite say it succintly enough. I welcome any and all critiques. If I want to do more writing, I have to face the critics!

Divided We Blog
by Adam Radwanski

Last week, a contributor to a popular Canadian weblog posted a blistering attack on Islam. Under the heading "Islam Must Be Stopped," someone called "Right Girl" weighed in on "the devil that they call Allah," labelled Islam "a death cult" and called for the entire religion to be banned in Canada.

If Right Girl had stood on a street corner calling for Islam to be banned, passers-by would either have shouted her down or dismissed her as a kook. Any newspaper that published her views would have been deluged with disgusted letters to the editor. But in this forum, the comments that followed her post lauded her for taking such a brave stand – and, in some cases, went even further in their attacks on Muslims.

The blog in question was The Shotgun, found on the Western Standard's Web site. But the issue wasn't the conservative magazine, which of course can't be held responsible for the messages that wing nuts post on its blog. The issue was the broader blog medium that's having a nasty effect on public discourse.

The blogosphere is good for music and trading notes on pop culture. It can be great for sports commentary. It's a way to pass time for those interested in reading the mundane details of strangers' personal lives.

But what it is absolutely lousy for is political debate – mostly because what it encourages is not debate at all, so much as support groups in which the converted preach to one another about the evils of some dark and mysterious enemy. Those frequenting blogs don't learn much and their views are rarely challenged. What they get out of the experience is having their own views reinforced over and over again, until even relative moderates are converted into hard-liners.

This doesn't normally involve the sort of bigotry exhibited by Right Girl. But the more common phenomenon – the polarization into left and right-wing camps, each taking endless cheap shots at each other – is nearly as offputting. And for evidence of its impact, we need only look at political discourse south of the border.

The Internet has not done it alone; talk radio and Fox News have played their role. But what the blogosphere has going for it, more even than those outlets, is the ability to bring together people of one specific viewpoint from all over a given country.

For simple reasons of geography, other outlets cannot do that. A newspaper can be liberal or conservative in its editorial stance, but there simply aren't enough ideologues in any given city for it to be sustainable as a one-sided pamphlet. And with the broad base of viewers needed to draw in advertisers, the same usually goes for TV networks.

A Web site, however, is a different matter entirely. With little or no overhead and no geographic restrictions, it can be successful just by cobbling together a few thousand fans somewhere within a country's borders.

Go to right-wing political blogs, forums and online magazines, from the big names – National Review Online, Instapundit, Little Green Footballs – to an army of smaller ones, and you'll read only of the joyous success of U.S. foreign policy and the evils of Democrats, the "mainstream media," Hollywood and all things "liberal." Go to their equivalents on the other side of the spectrum, notably the enormously popular Daily Kos, and you'll find left-wing types working themselves into a lather over the evils of the Bush administration, the right-wing media and all things conservative.

Both sides would have you believe they're engaged in a righteous war with one another for the sould of American. But because they never actually engage each other, it's not a war at all – it's just two sides endlessly rallying the troops.

This would be a relatively minor concern if such fulminating was limited to the Internet. But conditioned by their online reading, as well as listening to Fox and talk radio, consumers are demanding the same stuff elsewhere.

The rise of Ann Coulter on the right or an Al Franken on the left – commentators who spend most of their time attacking cartoon versions of liberals and conservatives, respectively – suggests where this culture is taking us.

And it's not just the big names: Go to the American politics section of your local bookstore, and you'll find that half the titles are simple-minded polemics against either the left or the right, many of them written by people who made their reputations online.

In Canada, we're moving slower. But there's little doubt we're headed in the same direction.

Here, the right is a little more organized than the left – the "Blogging Tories" group creating a community of hundreds of like-minded blogs with similar obsessions (the liberal media, pacifists, etc) to the ones found south of the border. But it's the Canadian left that has actually shown the biggest crossover into mainstream media, – a media columnist and blogger for the Toronto Star whose main job appears to be attacking conservative commentators on both sides of the border.

True, we don't yet have entire TV programs devoted to advancing an ideology. But with commentators increasingly emulating the zealous partisanship of the online crowd in the hope of eliciting similarily strong reactions, it might not be long. It's a trend that should remind us to hold ourselves to a higher standard, to seek out dissenting views and think critically about the perspectives being sold to us – because the last thing we need is a nation of Right Girls and their sychophants.

Why We Blog
by Patricia Storms

Who knew blogs had so much power?

Even though Adam Radwanski, in his article Divided We Blog (July 31) thinks very little of political blogs and their ability to foster balanced debate, he certainly gives a surprising amount of credence to blogs and their ability to sway public opinion, and even manipulate television and radio. According to Radwanksi, it’s the views found in political blogs which are creating those “cartoon versions of liberals and conservatives” in the media. Political bloggers are “conditioned by their online reading” and as a result “are demanding the same stuff elsewhere” consequently “commentators [are] increasingly emulating the zealous partisanship of the online crowd”.

One has to wonder when Mr. Radwanski first started watching television. Fox News and Bill O’Reilly have been crushing liberal opinion long before political blogs ever became a popular trend. I think the four-letter word beginning with ‘B’ which divided the left and right so dramatically is Bush, not blog.

Blogs do have power, but it’s real power lies in how the message is dispatched, not necessarily what its message contains. Blogs did not create the political polarization existing in North American today; however, they do serve as a barometer for what the average individual is thinking and feeling, in the here and now, be it good, bad or downright stupid. We may not like everything we read on political blogs, or blogs in general, but it’s still worthwhile to know what others are thinking. And all it takes is a click of a mouse to find out.

With a newspaper, however, we know what a few people are thinking, and somehow these few people are supposed to represent the general consensus of everyone across the country. Not helping the situation is the fact that over the years independent newspapers have continually decreased in numbers, and those left standing are being bought out by large multi-national conglomerates. As the number of independent papers decrease, editorial opinion becomes less diversified, so that very often a city will have one right-wing, and one left-wing publication. Sound familiar?

Added to this lack of unique opinion is a newspaper’s inability to elicit instant feedback from a multitude of readers. You can read an editorial, and after waiting 24 hours, you may be lucky enough to find one or two letters to the editor, based on that article. Letters that have been chosen by an editor based on his own biases, who also has to appease the corporate executives who own the publication and who sign his paycheque. It would be wonderful to believe, as Mr. Radwanski does, that “a newspaper can be liberal or conservative in its editorial stance, but there simply aren’t enough ideologues in any given city for it to be sustainable as a one-side pamphlet”, but in this ever-changing climate of corporate control over the media, that viewpoint seems terribly naive.

At the very beginning of Eugene Jarecki’s documentary Why We Fight, the viewer is introduced to old film footage of President Dwight D. Eisenhower in his Farewell Address to the Nation given January 17, 1961. In his address, Eisenhower cautions the people of the United States about the insidious power and influence of the military-industrial complex, referring to the collusion amongst the military, defense contractors, and Congress in order to promote the military industry.

Were Eisenhower around today, I wonder if perhaps he might have coined the phrase media-industrial complex, in response to the domination of the media by only a handful of multi-national conglomerates. Be it television, print, or radio, I think it’s safe to say that somebody else is determining the content of what we see, read, or hear. The rise of the political blog is a visceral reaction to this media behemoth that does not care about individual thought and opinion. If you have access to the Internet, you can start a blog, and immediately reach out to others. You don’t have to be powerful, or rich, or know the right people. You can’t be refused a blog based on your looks, weight, race or religion. As a blogger, you are free to express whatever is on your mind, unfettered by the pressures of large corporations or editors with biases. The blogger is beholden to no one. Blogs are the ultimate equalizer – the proletariat’s online playground. So in that respect, though bloggers may be divided in their political views, they are all united in the desire and need to speak freely, and be heard.


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There's an Old Piano, and They Play it Hot Behind the Green Door

Doornumber1

Remember when I told the story of how I made my own garden shed door? Well, here's a picture of the beast.

Yes, yes, I know. It ain't particularly grand, but I never said it was a work of art, now, did I? Keep in mind that I had never done anything like this before, and there was no measuring to speak of. Just eyeballed everything, and slapped it together in the pouring rain. Not everyone is impressed when they see it, but I don't care. I'm still pleased as punch with myself.

Oh, and now you can see just how nasty our garden shed really is! But after lots of questions with various paint people, I have been assured that just some good solid outdoor paint (after some priming, of course) will do the trick. It probably won't last for more than three years or so, but by then I'll have various climbing flowers and creepers all over it, so that hopefully it won't be so butt-freakin' ugly.

The goal is to paint it white, and then add a bit of light green trim around the window which faces north (in the photo I'm facing east). And yes, that lovely door will also be painted green.

So whaddya think? Yes? No? Oh, and fyi, tearing it down and building a new shed is not an option. Not after I made such a beautiful door, honey!

Colour Me Happy

Lately I've been feeling kinda blue because I've been so darn busy I haven't had much time to blog or even to really relax and enjoy our home. I know, I know, be careful what you wish for, yada, yada, yada.... I wanted lots of work, and by golly, I got it in spades!

But as of today I'm almost caught up with all my deadlines, and so the hubby (who has some time off – hooray!) and I are going on an adventure to downtown Toronto, to shop and explore, something that we haven't done in a while. But before I go, I wanted to share some pics I took of our yard a while ago. It's not amazing (yet); that will hopefully come next year with careful planning.

The previous owners of our house were not gardeners at all, so things kinda were a little out of control when we came in on the scene. Lots of weeds, and pretty much nothing else worth mentioning. But I did have one small delightful surprise:

Lilies

Lilies! We have lilies! Oh these are definite keepers, I tell you! I can't take any credit for these beauties – they were already here in all their glory. Let's just hope I can help them stay this lovely, hmmmm?

So all you GardenSluts out there.... what goes well with orange lilies?

Takin' a Bite Outta Pigs and Toms

Citybites_1

Piggies! Tomatoes! Oh the humanity!

Just a couple of little illos I did recently for the latest issue of City Bites.

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