Here’s the description of Garfield Minus Garfield, a site featuring Garfield comic strips in which Garfield has been removed:
Who would have guessed that when you remove Garfield from the Garfield comic strips, the result is an even better comic about schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and the empty desperation of modern life? Friends, meet Jon Arbuckle. Let’s laugh and learn with him on a journey deep into the tortured mind of an isolated young everyman as he fights a losing battle against loneliness in a quiet American suburb.
What if money had instructions on the back? Basic economic facts, wise slogans, etc? I think it would be useful.
In case you’re a little shaky on the first principles of money, here they are:
In the absence of other factors, more money is better than less money.
Real money is better than fake money.
Money now is worth more than the same amount of money later.
If given a choice, it’s better to spend someone else’s money than your own (thanks to BNK for telling me about this rule).
One particular reason I dislike Lodwick: this video, in which he suggests that the way to keep a company vibrant is to harass the old people so that they leave. Perhaps if he listened to some of these old people, he might already know a little bit more about the instructions for money.
The little perception-awareness test video below has done the rounds around the ‘net, but just in case you haven’t yet seen it, give it a try! You might be very surprised:
The weather forecast for the next few days.
With the weather forecast predicting a whole week’s worth no snow and above-freezing temperatures — not to mention the threat of a transit strike — I figured it was time to dust off the Scorpion King (pictured below) and resume cycling to work.
Someone I know by way of Miss Fipi Lele took the “I Walk the Line” photo of me and with a little Photoshop, gave me the Abbey Road treatment:
The Abbey Road cover features the Beatles walking in the other direction, but thanks to the power of Photoshop (well, actually Adobe Fireworks), it’s easy to flip [...]
b5media, the company where I hold the title of Nerd Wrangler, is looking to fill a couple of director-level positions.
First, a Job Opening for Techies
Yesterday, I posted an article titled b5media is Looking for a New Director of Technology. If you think that taking on the challenge of building, maintaining and growing a LAMP/Wordpress-based network [...]
My old workplace, Tucows, is holding a job fair this Saturday here in Toronto. They’re looking for customer service representatives and tech support analysts to join the herd. Tucows is a great palce to work — I worked there for four and a half years as their Technical Evangelist, racking up a lot of valuable [...]
Farewell, Aaron
It’s official: Aaron Brazell, the Director of Technology for b5media (where I hold the title of Nerd Wrangler), is leaving to pursue other projects. When he joined the company, it was a startup literally operating out of a garage and running on shared hosting. We’re now a blog network of over 300 blogs with [...]
Photo by Sean Galbraith.
A couple of days ago, Sean Galbraith was cleaning out his parents’ house and came across his mom’s old Hohner Verdi IV accordion. She told him that it had one oiwner prior to her and she believes it’s from the early 1960s. She hasn’t played it in about 15 years and suggested [...]
Last year’s TransitCamp — an unconference where both citizens interested in Toronto transit as well as Toronto Transit Commission people could meet and discuss ideas and solutions — was not only a success; it also spawned a number of spin-offs, including similar conferences in San Francisco and Vancouver.
This year, TransitCamp returns under a new name, [...]
The Ginger Ninja and I visited Ding Dong Pastries and Cafe (in Chinatown, at 321 Spadina Avenue, just south of Baldwin) this weekend and were stunned by the prices: most of the single-serving cakes and buns are priced between 60 and 80 cents. We picked up a sesame ball, two tall “paper cup cakes” (sponge [...]
Back in high school, after reading Space-Time and Beyond for the umpteenth time and drinking one too many zombies with my friend Henry, we came up with a theory:
In the infinite set of universes, there had to exist a particular universe in which the events in our lives were being watched as a TV show.
We then made a solemn vow to live the kind of life that got high ratings.
I make it a point not to give smug internet entrepreneur 