I came across this little gem on Facebook: Sean Connery telling Steve Jobs to fuck off. Again.
And for the record, we all sell our souls shilling for someone. Sean did it for Aston-Martin.
My friend Mariann has been an avid promoter and attendee of Toronto’s HotDocs festival, lo these many years. So it was no surprise when she called to recruit me to be part of her entourage while attending said festival. I had, in fact, discussed one of this year’s selections with colleagues at my new place…
Wherein our hero ill-advisedly sheds his protective covering in the name of Art.
Lovely day today. Yvonne was off work, so we thought we might spend the day together. What a novel idea! We were thinking of going to the Toronto International Art Fair, but our friends Hugh and Diane warned us it was lame. They instead recommended the Toronto Outdoor Art Exhibition at Nathan Philips Square, in…
Shawn Chittle writes that he was there at the beginning of Tucows, when it was just one cow. Before they had a barn, even. I love these impromptu histories. They remind me of my days as a young geek in my high school’s computer room.
I’d heard about RiP: A Remix Manifesto on CBC’s very excellent Search Engine podcast a couple of weeks ago. I’m not sure how it bubbled up (probably through Facebook), but I ended up going to see it at the Royal on opening night with Morty and Bebe. WARNING: You will come out of this movie…
Keyfob hack Originally uploaded by Global Hermit My very ingenious colleague, Sean “D-List Internet Celebrity” Carruthers, hacked his new car’s keyfob to disable its panic button when he bends over. My solution would be to STOP BENDING OVER like that. But, hey! Different strokes dude.
