The Annekenstein Monster

or… For Getting Rid Of Bootleggers, Mr. Garrity gets… The Boot

There hasn’t been much that the City of Charlottetown has done lately that’s impressed me or given me hope or confidence in that government or its ability to decide what’s in the best interest of this city.
Kudos, however, must go out to councillor Bruce Garrity and those involved in the effort to get rid of bootlegging.  It’s yet to be seen if their efforts will be a long term success, but it’s certainly had a positive effect in the short term.
It must have been quite daunting a task to go after an illegal activity that has become an institution here on the Island, and I can well imagine the difficulties associated with following through with this plan.  I would assume the mayor would be thankful to the people who have succeeded in eradicating bootlegging.  Apparently, though, the mayor expresses his thanks by removing Mr. Garrity from his position and placing him in what appears to be in a portfolio whose metaphorical office is quite likely in the basement of City Hall, next to the furnace, beside the janitorial room.

So, before your efforts become the forgotten positive in a council that has so few positives, I’d like to say thank you, Mr. Garrity, for your dillignece and hard work.

I happened to catch, a couple of nights ago, a minute or two of ABC’s special report {dramatic music} "Tsunami: Wave of Destruction" {/dramatic music} and am so fortunate that I happened upon it.  Why?  Because of their in-depth coverage of the fate of that Sports Illustrated supermodel who broke some bones in her struggle to survive the disaster.  I am so relieved she is going to be okay.  I’m equally saddened, though, that her photographer boyfriend seems to have perished.  I hope her face is okay.  And her figure.  Let’s not be too sad for her, though.  I’m sure she’ll find another photographer/boyfriend.
Thank you, ABC, for this report.  I look forward to the million or so other reports on the millions of people who have likewise been affected by this devastation.

It’s now a bit of a puzzle to get to the road on which the Carrefour school is situated.  One must now either enter the Escher puzzle that is the Hillsborough development, or turn onto the QEH road and travel it around the shoreline past the hospital, the seniors home and the mental hospital. 
It is much more inconvenient (than turning onto the road [Pioneer Drive] which no longer offers access to the bypass), initially, but may turn out to be fine once we get used to it.  Last night was my first foray onto that road.  We took the west-bound-only off-ramp from the arterial highway (the only remaining access to or from that road at that intersection), onto Pioneer Drive, and as we were off-ramping, we were met by a car illegally travelling the wrong way up that access.  I expect that will become a handy illegal shortcut to the arterial highway unless the police make a concerted effort to stop it.

I wonder if what they’ve ended up with is the best solution.  It doesn’t make a lot of sense to me to increase the volume of traffic flow in and around the hospitals, but that’s the result.  Anything that increases the perception that the Carrefour theatre is more difficult to get to is not a good thing for those of us in the theatre community who are sometimes faced with the quandry of whether the Carrefour can ever be a viable theatre alternative.

Jerry Orbach has died.

Rest in peace, Lennie.

I feel ridiculous and petty and self-absorbed posting on such a frivolous topic as this, in the wake light of the incredible and horrific tsunami disaster, but…

I must add my name to the list of people who love their iPod.  But it wasn’t love at first use.  I quickly discovered that it’s not so easy to keep your 20G iPod updated when you have 21+ gigs of music on your computer.   You can’t just let it automatically synch with the song files on your computer (well, you can but it’s too random in the selection of songs it picks and chooses to upload).  So, I spent the first while manually synching; going through my collection, picking and choosing 18gigs of files to upload.  At first, that worked okay, but I realised it’d be too much work to have to keep manually uploading new songs/removing old songs.  There must be a better way.
And I found it.  Now I’ve instructed iTunes and iPod to automatically synch only the playlists/smartlists I have checked off.  Here’s what I’ve done:

I created a smartlist called "My Favourite 6G’s".  This is a playlist that contains 6gigs of songs that have either a 4 or 5 star rating.  I’ve selected this playlist to be synched between the computer and iPod.  This way, I always have loads of my favourite songs ready to roll.

I also created a smarlist called "Least Played 2G’s" to synch as well.  This is a list of songs that, as the title suggests, are the least played songs in my collection.  This way, it ensures that songs I haven’t heard in a long time will also be rolling through my shuffle.  Then, when these least played songs get played, they automatically are removed from that smartlist at the next synching and are replaced by other ‘least played’ songs.

I also have a smartllist called "Last 150 Songs Added".  As it suggests, this list keeps track of those songs I’ve recently imported to iTunes.  This way, I have access to all the latest songs I’ve added.
I have a few other usual lists too, specific to genre, mood, etc., and these get synched as well.

Basically, it means that I have loads of great songs, a bunch of songs I haven’t heard recently, and the latest additions, all ready to go on my iPod everytime I synch it with iTunes.  My iPod is now just a little over half-full (about 10gigs), with just under half of my total music library.
Had I known about this feature, I probably would have given serious consideration to getting a 4G iPod mini, rather than a 20G version.  It would be no problem to tweak those playlists to smaller sizes, say 2 gigs of Favourites,  1 gig of least played, the last 50 songs added, etc….

If you’re thinking of getting an iPod (Matt), you might want to think of this approach, and save yourself some money by getting a mini.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

It’s Musical Pi

Well, now I finally know how Gus comes up with all those jingles.

I kid!

Merry Christmas Everybody!!  Smiles!!!!

I believe it was 1971.  Maybe ’72.  December 25.  Christmas Day at the MacDonald Home.  What’s the reason for the happy faces?
Well, a certain yellow-pajama’d someone was fortunate enough to receive an original, metal Slinky for Christmas (not to mention the Spirograph in the bottom left corner of the photo), and that same certain someone absolutley refused to let any of his 4 brothers even touch it.
Truth be told, they were all a bit too old for such a childish toy as a Slinky.  Don’t you think?  Wasn’t that little yellow-pajama’d boy perfectly within his rights to hissy-fit at the very notion of someone else playing with his Slinky?  And aren’t those other 4 men a bit to old to be sulky and petulant?
From left to right:  Boots, Rob, Dids, Fritz and Earle.
I think Earle’s sour look to me is the only clue that indicates I might be the cause of the morosity and grief.  Otherwise, this could easily be the photo taken just after we all found out our grandmother died.

From the CBC

I didn’t know whether to go with:

A national sex offender registry is now in effect.  So make sure you have your firearms and sex offenders registered.

or

The sex offender registry is now up and running.  I’m registered at Afternoon Delight, for those thinking of gifting.

In the end, I decided to go with neither.

I hope I never become one of those recherche people who use ‘recherche’ in a sentence.

or

Still-stunned quarterback, to his linemen:  Wha’ did zhat recherche as he hit me in zhe head an’ knocked shree of my teesh out?