By the way, my fall term schedule

On the plus side: no classes on Thursdays or Fridays.

On the down side: Tuesdays are Brutal with a capital B. 9am to 8pm; breaks are few and far between.

u of t old school

How about you guys? What are your scheds like?


Selecting courses, so so many courses

Course selection is finally OVER. Stressful! But just think: if you thought we had it bad, imagine all the people who had to register for each course by phone — and that was just a couple of years ago for some Canadian universities (ahem, U of Manitoba).

Our operators are on standby.

alexander graham bell 1876

Holy Hipster!

I don’t really know what “hipster” means, so I did some research on Google Images. Along with some American Apparel undie ads and beer-bemused snapshots from Pabst parties (why do they wear sunglasses in dark rooms in the nighttime?), here were some of my favourites:

hipster google search 1

I confess that this doesn’t correspond perfectly to my mental image of the hipster. Perhaps it’s because it was supposed to represent the “Columbia hipster.” The Toronto hipsters must be a different breed… One that wears tighter pants.

hipster trap

Ahaha, I just found this incredibly funny. Although I didn’t learn very much.

Beirut was…


Some highlights included:

  • The band-wide towel-down in the middle of the show — after which Zach sang the next song (was it Elephant Gun?), ukelele in hand and towel draped over his head. Nun-style.
  • A heightened appreciation of The Gulag Orkestar and and The Akara. Live. Whoa.
  • So much love. I was in the third row, but a pretty big guy was in front of me. My Zach Condon view was not optimal. A couple of songs in, he realized I couldn’t see, so he stepped back, and let me stand in front of him. Second Row. Yes.
  • More love. Beirut shows have the power to solve racial conflict. A bunch of drunk latino girls got into a fight with a black guy because he was imitating their (admittedly annoying) screeching while the Dodos opened up the show. But in the end they all made up. (Yay Dodos!)
  • Even more love. AND SO MUCH ELBOW ROOM. Second row, and no one pressed up against you in a quasi-frottage manoeuvre? Priceless.

beirut july 9

(I didn’t bring my camera so this photo from the National Post concert review will have to suffice — they were the first ones to post. I was way closer.)

The Futurist Manifesto

We all know that Nowism is the new movement in town. But sometimes, it’s a good idea to look back at what’s been said and done in the past. The Futurist Manifesto, written in 1909 by Marinetti, contains some admittedly eloquent passages that accurately portray the tone and character of the movement:

Beauty exists only in struggle. There is no masterpiece that has not an aggressive character. Poetry must be a violent assault on the forces of the unknown, to force them to bow before man.

To read the entire Futurist Manifesto, click here.

il futurismo!