Good day, then

After getting the wheels off and on Supercar (now prepped for winter, sah!) I came home to a freshly washed carpet. I stopped off to pick up cat litter and some treats.

The treats, that's the funny part. You see, I gave Ozzy his little cat treat when I came in. I sat down at the PC and began to type in the tale of the most beautiful car in the world.

So, I stroll out to the hall to find that Ozzy had enjoyed his treat. How much, you ask?

Well, first, lemme describe the treat. It wasn't a ball of fabric and foil, or a mouse made of fur. Nope. It was a small fabric triangle, with catnips sewn inside. Ozzy (and the other cats, too) had torn it apart, like a bad hypothesis. Catnip pieces were scattered around the hall. Ra dashed out of the room, chewing on something. I caught up to him in the office, and pulled the thin fabric (or the remnants of it) from his mouth.

The triangle was gone. Shredded. Chewed fabric and catnip (and 'other stuffings'), scattered across the hall, were all that remained.

Of course, now we've got two more of these things. Ozzy actually found the bag, and when I called him away from it, took off with the bag caught around his head. Cynra eventually managed to get it off, but not before he was emotionally upset.

Afterwards, we went to see Harry Potter & the Macguffin du Jour, which we enjoyed. I think some of these people (of which you're likely one) didn't like it too much, but I enjoyed it. A common complaint (or at least one I remember) was that you had to have read the book to enjoy the film. Having read the book, I can't judge that, but I think they managed to cut extraneous stuff without killing the film.

Dinner afterwards was with several members of the Browncoats at the Yonge & Eglington Pickle Barrel. It was okay, although the waiter apparently didn't quite agree that we wanted seperate bills.

The menu there was a bit much. I couldn't figure out if I wanted just appetizers, a plate of nachos, or what. So I got French Onion Soup and a hamburger. Eh.

All in fun, and filling. Now, to bed, to dream of German sports cars.

Hey, Comix Fans

When did Bill Foster (Aka "Black Goliath") start re-appearing in the Marvel Universe?

He was always one of my favourite characters (as well as a charter member in the "When a black man takes a white man's superpowered identity, he'll end up dying from it" club). I really enjoyed the run of Marvel Team Up with him and the Thing fighting evil (and him dying from his superpowers).

I noticed him appearing twice recently, in a Spider book and in the new Thign series (which is worth buying only for the celebrity piss-taking, because I'm amused by that stuff).

More! On 24 Hour Urine Samples!

The band's first brush with fame came after their European tour with...

No, wait.

According to the National Institutes of Health, they're testing for how much you pee.

This will likely cause severe amusement to some of my associates.

Toronto from the tower

A lovely view of TO.

Requires some loading, but worth it. If you look to the northwest, you'll have no chance in hell of seeing Milton.

Found via anidada and a guy on the toronto community.

Warning!

You've blanched at Goatse! You've paled at Tubgirl! Now, prepare yourself for... The Bitter Guy's Nipple!

If you are under 18, why destroy your mind by looking at something that defies your reality?

Just be grateful that it's only one, and not all three!

[low whistle]

Well, it sounds like things did not turn out well at Con No Baka. No fewer than three threads
atCosplay.com's Canadian forum, and a full scale revolt at their own forums.

It's sounding odd, really, because the news coming out doesn't jibe with any sort of convention experience I've ever had. Apparently attendees were told that the con was cancelled by the hotel due to low attendance.

Now, that doesn't make any sense. The con would have signed the contract with the con months ago, generally agreeing that the function space would be paid for on a sliding scale; for every X hotel rooms, the convention's cost for space would go down by $Y. The only way I can see the con being cancelled is if there was a violation of their contract with the hotel, but I can't imagine what that could be.

On the other hand, it doesn't make any sense for the con to cancel itself, since they would be required to pay for the unused space in any case (it's not like the hotel can turn around and book something into it overnight).

Anyone else have any further information on it?

I have GOT to get me one of these!

Coed naked Quidditch.

Just the right combo of vulgar and geeky. Perfect.