...so it goes....

... these were the words uttered by author/narrator Kurt Vonnegut in slaughterhouse five, every time a character would die....

... and now, it is time to use the words for the prolific man himself....

Kurt Vonnegut passed yesterday, after falling almost two weeks ago in his home in
NYC, which caused irreversible brain injuries. A legend, a genius, a writer and 'just a guy'.

...he will be missed by all who knew him, if only through his words (which may be deeper than you most people you actually know)

... I unearthed this quote from an interview done with Vonnegut a while back, it perfectly sums up the man, his sombre nature, his twisted humour, and his light approach to the worlds heaviest issues. I will close my post with it:

"I'm embarrassed to have lived this long. It's in terrible taste (laughs). You know I had a fire several years ago, and it would have been so shapely if I'd died in the fire. But here I am, and of course I'm suing the cigarette company because on the package they promised to kill me, and here I am."

-Kurt Vonnegut (1922-2007)

... i fall down a lot....

... and perhaps that was why i was so drawn to the work of Kerry Skarbakka.....

It's kinda fucking awesome..... any image that you see in this post is from his website.... I claim credit for nothing, except the complete awe that strikes the viewer..... I am all over the sense of wonder......

He bases the works on Heidigger who described human existence as a process of perpetual falling. On his site Skarbakka claims that, "it is the responsibility of each individual to "catch ourselves" from our own uncertainty. [His] work is in response to this delicate state. It questions what it means to resist the struggle, to simply let go, and the consequences of holding on. The images stand as reminders that we are all vulnerable to losing our footing and grasp, symbolizing the precarious balancing act between the struggle against our desire to survive and our fantasy to transcend our humanness."

Fuck.... and I just thought I was clumsy... turns out i am being philosophical and shit..... cool

.....hahahahahahaha.......

....................you snooze, you lose..........

...there's something about chewie....

..... My cousin Bailey is almost 2years old..... and she is just about the cutest thing ever.... Well, at least as cute as every other really girly cute kid out there in a green tweed jumper and matching bloomers... and last night we was chillin'.... at my passover seder.... at my aunt and uncles house....

.... and this place is surreal... it has the EXACT same furnishings, workout machines, televisions, and toys that have been there since I was Bailey's age... and thus I can assure you guys that Bay was having the exact same experience that I did over twenty years ago.... and it is because of this that I can extol the universal appeal of Chewbacca for girls.....

.... My cousin is not familiar with Star Wars... the original or the new craptastic films of George Lucas' creation.... however, when she stumbles upon the Chewbacca action figure (original, 1979, movin arms and legs, vintage.... suh-weet, let me just mention) she was INSTANTLY in love with his hairy self......

.....GIRLS LOVE CHEWIE..... I think it is because he resembles a teddy bear wearing a fur coat.... and the love only grows after they hear the snorting, groaning lowing noises of Shyriiwook that accompany his soft demeanor..... and experience the non-stop, faithfulness that is his love for Hans Solo ..... and the lengths which he will go to defend his honour, the Millenium Falcon and the Force.... and the physical prowess that is his 7 foot self.....

I want to marry Chewbacca, Bailey girl, you picked a winner

...have you heard? eggs are good for your newmindspace.....

Have you guys heard about newmindspace yet? These are the folks behind the streetcar parties, the pillow figts, urban capture the flag, the night lights on UofT campus and so many rad other events that have only once had marketing involvement (it was for charity) and are always, always, ALWAYS free!!!!!! They take great ideas out of the air (or off the internet, from their staunchly loyal followers) and create events that they call "interactive public art". And it is.... It brings way cool, diverse, dispersed people together into a common space and sets them free for the dual purposes of fun and imagination (my two favourite causes.)









Well, it's time for yet-another-sure-to-be-fabulous event!!!!! for all of you out there who aren't celebrating easter by attending this or this(eek!).... you most definitely should be coming out to the Freaking Easter Egg Hunt!!!!

Last year's took place in Kensington Market... and was a shit-ass buttload of super-fantastical fun..... This year they are hitting up Bloor St..... the full event details will be at the bottom of this post...... But may I just say that this is one of the things I love about the newmindspace cats... they are not shitdisturbers just for the sake of it... I think they most definitely take pleasure in the ruckus that can be cause by a large group of creative, original funlovers taking part in communal activities in venues not used to hosting them... but they aren't vengeful, they try and spread the chaos around, so that they are not abusing any one group of people. Disturbance can be amazing, continued disturbance can be down right annoying (seriously, someone, needs to tell this to my downstairs neighbour.... one high-hat speed-fuelled kickass drum solo is fine, once nightly....... Ijust may kill the guy..... and he has the NERVE to complain about my moving the coffee table.... but I digress..... this is fodder for another post)

So come out! The event is family friendly.... so bring the kiddlies (Yeah Court, I am talking to you.... take Daryn out of the pot and put that chicken little to work)...... and run, walk, bike, skip, amble, hop, crawl, shuffle, strut........ where was i going?.... right.... come hunt for easter eggs..... and anyone up for a little competition...

...............................I bet I can find more eggs than you can!!!!!!

EVENT INFO - Sunday April 8
This year's urban Easter Egg Hunt will take place on Bloor St. W between Yonge and Bathurst! :)

The hunt starts at 11:00 AM and ends when the eggs are all gone :)

.... funny cuz it's true.....

.......Why women have two hands

Why men have two hands.........

.... jews are funny......

It happens every year like clockwork.... for some reason something about passover makes every jew in my family (and that's everyone) want to send awful forwards.... I think because the passover seder, the first of which is tonight, commemorates something awful, we feel the need to make jokes... I think humour has become a defense mechanism for a lot of people, me incluided..... but the Jews, as a people, moved past defense, into just plain funny, that's why we are so famed as comedians..... Self-deprecation was the way to get ourselves first...

...These forwards however, have moved past plain funny and straight on into "hahanotsomuch.com" .....

last year's zinger was this one.... This year... I got seder pick up lines..... from my grandma..... I think she is really hoping that I will not be single for next year's seder...... forget 'next year in Jerusalem'.... next year under the chuppah is her hope.....

Seder pickup lines:
Let's make this night really different from all others nights
What will you do to me for two zuzim?
What's a girl like you doing at a seder like this?
If 600,000 people can get taken out, one more couldn't hurt
We've only got 18 minutes....
I like my matzah thin, like my women.
Maybe when Elijah comes, we can make it a threesome
I hear that horseradish is an aphrodisiac
Nice Hagadah
After four cups of wine, you look like Cindy Crawford
Honey, on this night we are supposed to recline, so let's get to it.
Seder? I hardly know her.
I bet I could make you sing Dayenu!
I've got four of my own terms for redemption
Did that just say we were in bondage?
I could never Pass you Over...
Don't call it a bitter herb until you taste it.
We were strangers....emphisis on "were"
You're a 10 in my haggadah
Frogs.....ever kiss a frog?
I'm going to have to search you for chometz
How's about we go re-live the "Darkness" plague up in my room.
I'm like one of the four sons; let me show you how wicked I can be.
Let's make this night really different from all others nights.
Want to wander through my desert?
I've got a Ramses in my pockets, and I'm glad to see you
Wanna look for MY afikomen?

.... the volume of time......

....literally.... I was thinking about that this morning as my alarm clock shocked me into reality at 6:30am..... like every weekday.... well.... I sorta thought about it... as much as you can really ponder something semi-consciously as you fumble to silence Kim Mitchell in the dark.... "Patio Lanterns" may be a feel good beer-on-a-dock tune, but on a cloudy monday in the city I could strangle the guy.,....

Weekday mornings my days must start with a thunderous roar.... otherwise, I will ignoer them completely.... It must annoy my roommates to no end, but I need at least 6 or 7 sound blasts before i am able to draw myself out of bed..... I am seriously considering hiring a dude with an air horn.... to accomplish the same goal (but he would be a naked adonis, oiled up and ready with a bunch of grapes after the seventh honk)

On the weekends any little sound will wake me, and I can rise feeling refreshed and ready to meet the day, or roll over and go back to bed, but the clicking of the radiator will drive me downstairs to brew some coffee or grab the paper from the corner.....

None of this means anything..... its just noise