Wednesday, November 29, 2006

I love ducks

Although I work in a depressing windowless office, the building is right on the shore of Lake Ontario. So when I need cheering up, I head out, get a coffee, and sit by the water for a few minutes. This is what I did on Monday afternoon. The weather was balmy, and the lake was calm.

I watched a large group of Long-tailed ducks in the harbour. I don't see this species much, because they're on the lake in the colder months of the year.

A few of them were making their way toward the pier. They dove underwater, so I quietly approached the pier's edge. Standing still, I watched the bubble trails get closer. They surfaced right in front of me. Absolutely beautiful birds: white and dark brown, with long slender tail feathers. We studied each other for a few seconds, and then they dove back down into the water.

I felt my spirit recharged as I tracked their underwater progress... graceful, purposed... to a depth of several feet. (The effect of the zebra mussel infestation is astounding.)

I turned back north, looked at the gleaming downtown skyline, and returned to work.

In researching and writing this post, I learned that the ducks were probably feeding on the zebra mussels. Anything solid, stationary, and underwater in Lake Ontario is usually covered with them. I just hope the mussels didn't make the ducks sick with botulism.

further information:

Clangula hyemalis
zebra mussels
article about zebra and quagga mussels in Saturday's Globe and Mail
overview of invasive species in the Great Lakes

Monday, November 27, 2006

back from Indy road trip

On Friday, I went on a trip to Indianapolis with Salem, Jason, and YJA. We got back last night. It was a fun trip. Some highlights:

  • I forgot to print off a list of kph/mph conversions (my car's speedometer is in metric only), and I'm glad I didn't get the chance to try that explanation out with a state trooper in MI-OH-IN on Friday (IN-MI on Sunday).

  • YJA purchased a portable DVD player for the journey, so he only tormented us occasionally. He looked so cute there in the back seat with his videos.

  • YJA sounds like a little kid when he asks "are we there yet?" repeatedly

  • Salem is an ace navigator

  • I have no voice left after two nights of partying in Indianapolis. I got a little too drunk on Friday night.

  • Tim's premonition came true, because I wound up in the "scary" bar. My recollection of this is partial at best.

  • We need to come up with a system to remind Jason that he checked his jacket... some sort of clicker or perimeter alarm that prevents him from leaving without it.

I met so many wonderful people on the weekend, including several bloggers: Timmy and Indygirl (the birthday celebrants), Pablo, Leslie, a frog girl of some sort (I met her after several drinks), and Butchie ... Thanks to everyone for showing us such a good time. We hope you can make it to Toronto some day...

Monday, November 20, 2006

Seven of Ten, tertiary adjunct of Unimatrix Incredibly Effing HOT

I first laid eyes on the tall, dark, and handsome Troy Garity during the telecast of the 2004 Golden Globe Awards. He was nominated for his role in Soldier's Girl, which I finally saw over the weekend. And he's the seventh man on my Top Ten List.

Garity's performance is believable, powerful, and moving. I'm looking forward to seeing more of him on screen.


previous entries

Eric Bana
Chris Evans
Colton Ford
Christopher Meloni
Adrian Pasdar
Paul Rudd

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

these characters are real to me

(The title of this post is an inside joke that I share with Peter. At least, I think it is...)

In August 2001, I had a relationship end suddenly. Luckily, the cable provider for my apartment complex was running a free trial of a movie network (read: low-budget HBO equivalent), so I didn't have to find all of my comfort in ice cream and anonymous sex. That's when I started watching Six Feet Under.

From the outset, I was hooked. The show took me away to Los Angeles, and I got swept up in the lives of the Fisher family. Eventually, the series was picked up on the Showcase channel in Canada, but it was always very far behind HBO's broadcast. I was content to wait--the show was worth it.

So that's why I'm just now watching the final season. I've resisted the urge to go on a renting spree at the video store, limiting myself to any episodes I missed from Showcase.

Even after five seasons, and even if I'm watching the show on tape or DVD, I still watch the stunningly beautiful opening credits. The music, the font... I just love it.

So, please excuse me for my absence the last few days. There has been a death in my television family.

Only two episodes left...

Friday, November 10, 2006

hello, Mr. Meloni

You're the sixth entry on my Top Ten List.

Christopher Meloni does it all: drama, comedy, full-frontal... the man has guts and talent. And he's so damned hunky!


previous entries

Eric Bana
Chris Evans
Colton Ford
Adrian Pasdar
Paul Rudd

Thursday, November 09, 2006


I made a new favicon for my blog. Depending on your browser, you might see it in the address bar. I realized it turned out rather small, so here it is:

(I think it reflects the spirit of I Always Win. Some people might think it's excessively negative. I'm just trying to make people laugh. That is, after all, one of the reasons I started this blog.)

From what I've read, in order for the image to be supported in IE, I'd have to convert the .gif to a .ico file--not exactly easy, since none of my computer's three imaging programs can do that. But I am quite proud of myself for figuring out how to make it and stick it in the html of my template.

I'm going to try and come up with something that will display a bit better in the confines of the address bar.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006


Let me put on my hack blogger hat for a moment. There was a major continuity problem in lastnight's episode of Studio 60. In "Nevada Day Part I" several members of the show and the network fly on the company jet to Nevada. The exterior shot is (I think) a Falcon business jet... a beautiful small plane. The interior shots don't match--the width of the cabin suggests a much larger commercial passenger airliner.

Poor set choice, people. Awesome episode otherwise!


On yesterday's post about my AWOL weekend date, St. Dickeybird commented, " How can you be fending for yourself on a Saturday?" and listed some popular avenues of hook-up, including the Internet.

I think the Internet is part of the problem. When I look back at my experience, the most common result of meeting someone on the Internet is a quick fuck. I don't usually find fault with that, but when someone comes along with "BF Material" stamped on their forehead, can I be blamed for thinking about a second date? Perhaps. Silly faggot... tricks are for dick!

I know others have landed relationships from the web, but any of my past relationships originated in the non-cyber here-and-now.

Maybe I'm not built for the Internet. I can be a bit shy in person--so meeting someone online gives me courage. And although I don't think that I have intimacy issues, I think the online dating/hook-up world attracts more than its fair share of people who do.

And I usually end up meeting them.

Monday, November 06, 2006

I had a great weekend... found a subway token in the washer...

Yay! Free ride to work. Except that I can't be sure it didn't come from the pockets of the clothes I was laundering.

Is my glass half full, half empty, or destined to be the glass at a Jewish wedding ceremony? I dunno...

I got stood up for a second time by The Beautiful Boy. We were supposed to see a movie on Saturday. I think he must have wound up in an emergency room somewhere, without access to a telephone. Perhaps he was abducted by aliens. All I know is that I was left to fend for myself on Saturday, which meant that I channelled all of my waiting-by-the-phone angst into cleaning.

(He called me out of the blue a week ago, apologizing for bailing on our second date. He offered up a pretty good explanation, and said he'd really like to see me again. He wanted us to get to know each other better, and I agreed to that. He suggested a movie.)

Invertebrates learn faster than I do. Seriously.


I literally laughed my ass off watching Sunday's episode of American Dad. In Lincoln Lover, Stan learns yet another life lesson: this one about the gays. He joins the Log Cabin Republicans. Some of the high points:

- the Langley LCR chapter throws an impromptu party featuring a new cocktail. The drink inspires Roger to ask, "what's in it, and how can I replace all of my blood with it?"

- during the party, a musical number breaks out (as it so often does with us gays). A sample lyric: "we like packing fudge... and heat!" (visual: a box of fudge, with a gun laid on top)

- it's revealed that Stan's gay neighbours drive Saabs--one with a "PITCHER" vanity plate; the other with "CATCHER"

Friday, November 03, 2006

Five. Ford. Friday.

What is it about Friday that makes my mind drift to hunky men? I seem to remember "beefcake Friday" over at Republic of Dogs. Auntie and Thistle have their " who'd ya do?" (although that's sometimes about choosing between the devil and the deep blue sea).

Entry number five on my Top Ten List is Colton Ford.


One of these days I'll pick up Naked Fame at the store and learn more about his foray into the music business. I'll be honest, though: he first grabbed my attention as an adult film star, and that's where he'll always have a place in my, um, heart. Woof!

Previous entries on my list are linked here.

- note to tehl4m3: careful, you're still on watch
- note to Timmy: your e-mail appears to be broken. (I tried!)

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

please for not to be cancelling my Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip

Hello? NBC? Yes, thank you. I am a crank. I once wrote a letter to ABC asking them not to cancel Twin Peaks. I like quirky, intelligent television, and I thank you for doing an Internet search and finding this blog post. Since The West Wing ended, I have been in a Severe Sorkin Shortage. And yes, I also loved Sports Night.


There are so many reasons to love Studio 60. Amanda Peet's smart-as-hell character, Jordan McDeere. Sarah Paulson, who played the lovely lipstick lesbian in The Other Sister. The way the show gives me hope that America's current religious tensions won't end up mushrooming into, well, a mushroom cloud.

I love it the most, though, for its skewering of bloggers in the second episode:
[a blogger has written about the firing of Tom's boss]
Tom Jeter: The New York Times is going to quote [that blogger] so that the people can be heard, and the Times can demonstrate they're not the 'media elite.' I preferred it when they were elite--I'm a fan of credentials. It's like we've all spent the last five years living a Roger Corman film called Revenge of the Hack.


So, NBC, if you could listen to just this last blogging hack and let my show live, I would be ever so grateful. Why listen to me, you ask? I'm the life-long network television viewer who, disgusted with Survivor-esque reality programming, spent the last 6.5 years renting HBO series from the local video store. Oh, and I also did a lot of reading.