Archive for October, 2004

Taking it to the streets … sonnet-style.

[CBC News] Beginning Monday, poets in cities from Victoria to St. John’s, Nfld., will visit everyday places – streetcars, parks, hair salons and gas stations – to recite their poetry aloud and hand out free volumes of verse.

“If I show up in a service station, I’ll approach a vehicle, and whoever happens to be in it is going to be the target for the moment,” Glen Sorestad, Saskatchewan’s poet laureate, told CBC News.

The campaign is the brainchild of B.C. poet Wendy Morton, who earned the title of WestJet’s “poet of the skies” when, in exchange for free passage on the Calgary-based airline, she offered to read or compose poems in-flight for other passengers.

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From the company that gave the world the West Nile Virus tie! Infectious Awarables has developed a new tie depicting the “My Doom CyberVirus”. The tie was designed in cooperation with Professor Eugene Spafford and Mary Jo Maslin in Purdue University’s Center for Education and Research in Information Assurance and Security (CERIAS).

From the company that brings us the West Nile Virus tie! Infectious Awarables has developed a new tie depicting the “My Doom CyberVirus”. The tie was designed in cooperation with Professor Eugene Spafford and Mary Jo Maslin in Purdue University’s Center for Education and Research in Information Assurance and Security (CERIAS).

Before there was Eddie Vedder, there was Neil Diamond. If you’re one of those unfortunate souls who listens to a classic like “Turn on Your Heartlight”, “Sweet Caroline” or “Play Me” and ignorantly says “I don’t get it!”. Well, I hate to say it, but you probably never will.

This, my friends, is power:

I’ve been lonely in need of someone
As though I’d done someone wrong somewhere
But I don’t know where
I don’t now where
Come lately

I don’t mean to be conceited or boastful* (ok I do, fine), but I have to tell you that I think I do the best female impersonation of Neil Diamond that I’ve ever heard. “I Am, I Said”, “Kentucky Woman” — you name it, I’ve got the Neil down. So I don’t have a open chested jumpsuit (yet). So what? If it’s the intensity of the jewish Elvis that you want, I’m all over it.

I’m not really ashamed to admit that I have a nice collection of Neil Diamond cassette tapes, CDs and mp3s. I’m not afraid to admit that I listen to them frequently… I’m not above saying that I crank up “Play Me” while I’m trying to get down to business and plow through work. And I’m most certainly not going to shy away from letting you all know that I will sing the songs of Neil right out loud, any time of day or night.

With my frequent channeling of Neil in mind and since everyone tells me I should have my own show, I decided to just take matters into my own hands. So, I bring you The Neil Diamond Show.

*Have you noticed that anytime someone prefaces something with “I don’t mean to…”, it’s a sure sign that they so totally *do* mean to?

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Well then… that solves that!

Wreck his bed, no problem. Kick him in the head, fine. But don’t push him too far — stealing his soul is where he absolutely draws the line. You’ve been warned.