This isn’t your grandmother’s adult daycare!

 now that is a BIG baby!

…unless Gramma is very kinky indeed.

Stole this from Gridskipper and it just now occurs to me that I may know one or three or four of the management here. I ask you, is anybody as socially connected as me? For such a prude, I really do have some damn useful perv connections. Oh, and if anyone needs a discreet orgy photographer, the one I know is always looking for new clients.

The daycare center is the first of its kind in North America. Clients can play good baby, bad baby, big brother, big sister, little sister, little brother, as well as the enfant qui fait pipi ou caca dans ses culottes.

And what happens if you play l’enfant qui fait pipi ou caca dans ses culottes? Let’s go to the FAQ, shall we?

Peut-on faire caca dans sa couche ?

Certains accompagnateurs l’acceptent alors que d’autres ne le supportent pas. Si cette activité est importante pour vous, assurez-vous d’en avoir parlé d’abord avec votre accompagnateur.

US military makes, breaks amnesty deal

I guess we’ll be getting used to hearing those funny accents around Vancouver again. Ah, everything old is new again!

“My enemy isn’t foreign now. It’s domestic.”

Kyle SnyderAWOL American military personnel, fearing redeployment to Iraq, have observed with frustration as the amnesty and discharge deal reached by 23-year-old Kyle Snyder was apparently disregarded once the soldier had surrendered himself at Fort Knox as per the agreement.

The AP via the Guardian has the full report.

“They’re not going to win the hearts and minds like that,” said Glass, 24, who signed on with the Indiana National Guard in 2002…

“Nobody’s going to come back from Canada anymore,” said James Fennerty, a Chicago-based attorney who represents Snyder and other AWOL soldiers.

Several soldiers who went to Canada have said they don’t want to return to Iraq. Sgt. Patrick Hart, who deserted the Fort Campbell, Ky.-based 101st Airborne Division in August 2005, a month before his second deployment, said he felt misled about the reasons for the war.

“How can I go over there if I don’t believe in the cause? I still consider myself a soldier, but I can’t do that,” said Hart, a Buffalo, N.Y., native who served more than nine years in the military.

“The whole story behind it, it all feels like a big lie,” Glass said. “I ain’t fighting for no lie…”

Some are seeking refugee status in Canada. Hart, who was joined in Toronto by his wife and their 3-year-old son, served time in Bosnia in the early 1990s, became a reserve, then went to Iraq after returning to active duty. The idea of returning to the United States is appealing to Hart, because he would like to see family and friends.

“I could see going back under some kind of amnesty program or something like that,” Hart said. “But I don’t trust them. My enemy isn’t foreign now. It’s domestic.”  

Donald Rumsfeld, kung fu master

halloween costume of the year

Alex P. Keaton and his dream dateThere was a lot of competition for this year’s top spot. The Malcolm Gladwell, being Canadian, enjoyed home team advantage, as did the Alex P. Keaton. The Tara Reid, we imagine, was popular with a certain set (an unmatched, lopsided set), and looking around the Downtown Eastside it seemed clear to me that the most popular costumes by far were the Novelty Whore and the Hipster. Unfortunately, as this is the Downtown EastSide, nobody looked as if they were in costume; everyone here dresses like an extra from Hedwig and the Angry Inch anyway. Boys, if you’re dressed like Bing Crosby, you’re not in costume. Girls, if you’re dressed like the girl in a Benny Hill sketch and you’re on East Hastings, you’re not in costume, you’re in mufti (muff-ti?). But it certainly was amusing to watch the confused looks on all those women’s faces when the guys in the cars would try to strike a deal. That’ll teach you to wait for the light at Cordova and Columbia, missy!

But finally, we have a winner. Here, via BoingBoing, is the bestest little Halloween costume ever.

a tadpole of the Elder Gods

still not dead

illinbut whoa, totally feeling like death would be preferable.

At least my doctor established that the weird skewbalding was due to a reaction to ibuprofen, so that’s it, no more exotic pharmaceuticals for me. I’ll stick with the Dong Quai and the aspirin, thank you very much. And the Ginger Tea. It’s true what James Barber said: it does get you high. So I guess you’re still sick, but you feel awful perky about it.

the grinding devolution of the glorious communist dream

In which we observe an experiment in Communal Anarchy descending, in the course of one growing season, into mere Existential Hedonism. Ain’t that always the way? Sigh…

Heartlessly stolen from Up In Ontario. This should give you some idea of the kind of city we live in.

The Tomato Man stand, Trout Lake Farmer’s Market, early in the tomato-pimpin’ season.

The Tomato Man(ifesto)

and by the end of the season that had been replaced by:

Tomato Manifesto, slutting around version

Nobody wants to be the last tomato left at closing time.

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

Hug me till you drug me, honey;
Kiss me till I’m in a coma:
Hug me, honey, snuggly bunny;
Love’s as good as soma
.