Sean Connery: We All Have Skeletons in Our Closets
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.
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.
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.
What cool people I work with! Today at 12:30, we gathered in the boardroom with our lunches. Buddy Richard hooked up his MacBook Pro (oh! How I’m missing Bender. And it’s only the first day…) to the projector, and regaled us with the first episode of Joss Whedon’s latest effort: a micro-miniseries (3 episodes, 15…
Last night my friends Kali and David invited me to a memorial for Lupe Rodrigues, the CBC’s artist-at-large. I’d heard Lupe reviewing art exhibits on CBC radio’s Here and Now program, hosted by Matt Galloway. As it turned out, I had intersected with her a couple of other times, but hadn’t connected. A few years…
It’s been over two weeks since I blogged. It’s been busy: lots of projects at work, my sister and her husband came in to town and stayed at our place, my mother-in-law had health issues so my wife and her sisters were visiting her. As I say busy, busy. In the meantime, I’m participating 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’m playing hooky today to attend the 12th edition of the Waterloo Festival for Animated Cinema. I’d come across this festival years ago through an acquaintance’s Facebook posting, and I promised myself that I’d attend the following year. That didn’t happen. In fact, it took another couple of years before I finally got off my…