SlantyNet Welcome Guest | Login or Register

It’s a bit early to be wishing everyone a Merry Christmas, but it’s never too early for this bit of gold:

Personally, I hardly consider Slanty a blog. We’ve arguably been here for more time than the word has been around and I think that gives us the right to eschew the label. That said, I suppose if that’s what the cool kids (and the media) are calling websites like us these days, so be it.

We’re a written medium and we’re not writers paid to wring every last bit of word juice out of every word. (I made that up just now, does it show?) We may unconsciously or consciously mimic other websites that we read — Like many others do.

Gawker has created a list of blog cliches to avoid. I think we’re guilty of about half of ‘em. (I’ll find the related posts later. Like when I’m not in the office.)

Wordsmiths, start your word-engines!

It’s been like some sorta of sketch show outside work today. Around 10am this morning a pickup truck showed up, some guys piled out and set up shop. A couple of guys stood around and watched as one of their number jack hammered about a 15 foot square hole in the sidewalk pavement, all of them laughing all the while like they were having the best time in the world. The underlying earth now exposed, their job was done so they packed up their equipment and left.

No more than 5 or 10 minutes later another truck pulled up, a couple of wheelbarrows of new asphalt were unloaded and dumped into the hole that had been created only 10 minutes previously. The asphalt was raked out and a flattening machine was driven over it by one guy while the rest went for a coffee. Once they returned and the asphalt was suitably flattened, they packed up their stuff and were gone. I will say they were remarkably efficient in digging up the pavement and replacing it with the inferior asphalt, but the fact remains that no actual work was done here.

I mean, that’s just weird. If I had known they weren’t going to do anything I’d have taken pictures…

1. how is it that I have 152 items in my Inbox, with 32 since Monday that I haven’t yet been able to deal with yet?
2. how is it that it’s easy to find a box for the free 24 Hours newspaper than it is to find a Canada Post box to drop off mail?

Feel free to enlighten me.

Since Gord showed me how to embed videos, I thought I’d post this one:

All through highschool and university people would sing me this damned song, and I’d never seen the video until just now. Used to drive me nuts. Better than O’ Danny Boy though..

YouTube is pretty awesome though.

The barman added: “He sounded drunk. I don’t know where he came from. After a few minutes he sat up and decided to go and walk off down the road. We were all laughing and saying, ‘Look what he’s doing.’ It was just funny to see him swaying from side to side.

“The car owner said to me, ‘Can you believe he says he’s a Bishop?’”

If that’s what happens to a man of the cloth at the Irish Embassy, I can only imagine how Wolf is going to manage when he gets to Ireland proper…

In other news, this dog rocks: