and ONLY one.
And that, only for the literal-minded.
I get a chuckle and a gleam in my eye every time I see the following. Can you guess why?
Here‘s a clue.
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Category Archives: Censorship
Judith Regan at the Bunny Ranch
As Jesus’ General points out, it looks like Judith has had to pursue alternative career paths since her historic and histrionic flameout over the OJ I Did So Do It But Rupert Says I’m Not Allowed to Tell You debacle. She and Heidi could tag-team as a novelty cougar act, come to think of it.
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conspiracy 911: the real reason it happened
Another video from apeman, the twisted Canuckistani genius who brought Hinterland’s Who’s Who’s Crack Spider into being.
Again, I’m sticking the video and lyrics over the jump because I was told that it was kinder to the people on dialup and also because I hope this way I won’t have to do a bloody restart every time my cache fills up.
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death poetry jam: fired from Apple for laying it down hardcore on the Canadian FedEx lady
Actually, all the FedEx ladies I know but one are gay. But Canadian FedEx ladies, gay, straight, or undecided Guatemalan poncho-clad and living off the Drive, are cool; this is not in dispute.
I knew one woman who worked with FedEx not because they had a great partner benefits program, which I believe they did, nor because the pay was good, which I believe it was, nor because the hours were flexible and suited her, which I believe they did, but rather because, on every cargo flight, there is an extra jumpseat in the cockpit which is available to FedEx employees who may wish to fly to, say, Bali, say, every Friday afternoon and return, oh, say every Monday morning, having surfed and parties the entire time, speaking hypothetically, of course.
Which reminds me to get my damn application in to FedEx. They need bloggers, right? Oh, totally.
In any case, here is the sad, yet amusing and Schadenfreude-laden tale of the star of Apple‘s local talent show, who allegedly-and-apparently got his butt fired for the following, talent-show-rocking, American Idol-worthy performance of, his ode to the Canadian FedEx lady.
And yes, they do indeed all have huge, anime eyes, the colour of Hudson’s Bay, Algonquin Park in October, Alberta sweetgrass, or the ice at the hidden heart of a Baffin Island glacier. Video over the jump.
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Falling in the Forest: Dialogue and Readings for Freedom to Read Week
The Shebeen Club and 50Books.com Present:
Falling in the Forest:
Dialogue and Readings for Freedom to Read Week
When: 7-10pm, Tuesday, February 20th
Where: the Shebeen, behind the Irish Heather, 217 Carrall Street, Vancouver BC
How: reserve in advance by emailing lorraine.murphy at gmail.com or show up at the door
How Much: $15 includes meeting plus set dinner and a drink; strictly limited to 25 places
What: This month in honour of Freedom to Read Week we will host a discussion of literary freedom in Canada. Bring your opinions, your manifestos, and your forbidden writings! We will feature banned books with readings by CBC radio personalities Lisa Christiansen and Tammy Everts, quotations from great political thinkers, and a participatory discussion of the recent Supreme Court case involving Vancouver’s own Little Sister’s Bookstore.
Who: The Shebeen Club, Vancouver’s Literary Gathering, in association with 50Books.com. See http://www.shebeenclub.com and http://www.50books.com and http://www.freedomtoread.ca/ or email lorraine.murphy at gmail.com for more info.
Dress code: Orange jumpsuits, plum velvet frock coats, and gags optional.
Door prizes: We have a don’t ask, don’t tell door prize policy. We don’t ask you if you like ’em, we expect you not to tell us if you don’t. Book donations snivellingly accepted.
Meet and Mingle 7-7:30
Listen and Learn 7:30-9 (going to be a VERY involved night, eat your Wheaties)
Manifesto Manifesting 9-10 or whenever they finally throw us out
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