Especially you, sweetie.
I always noted that there was something familiar about the writings of one Father Raymond J. De Souza — he read a little bit like one Ray De Souza, an economics major whom I knew from my old days at Crazy Go Nuts University. Ray and I met through our work at the Queen’s Journal
and if I recall correctly, I believe he enjoyed my comics (a
free-for-all equal-opportunity skewering of the student government),
and I think I remember saying something complimentary about his “the
Conservative Party will rise again” op-ed (written just after the 1993
elections, when they were reduced from the majority party to one with
two seats in the House of Commons).
(I think I also used to razz him with economist jokes.)
and other right-of-centre publications is the same guy as Ray De Souza,
Young Conservative About Campus and fellow member of the Crazy Go Nuts
University Media Mafia (a more politically-diverse group than you might
Ray’s still as strident as ever, and thankfully he didn’t become an economist. I’m going to have to drop the old boy a line!
…and will have more to blog later tonight. In the meantime, may I direct your attention to…
- The Farm (Tucows’ blog just for developers), which has a number of good articles today.
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and the Mythical Memory Videotape: an article on the geek site kuro5hin that explores some of the ideas from the new movie. I saw it this past weekend with The Redhead, and we both enjoyed it.
- The story of Jummy Dean, not just an accordion player — I hear he made sausages too.
The last time I called a Boston get-together, Skadz was quick to point out that Grendel’s is not in Boston proper, but is actually located in the People’s Republic of Cambridge. This time, the gathering will be at Clery’s, which is on the Boston side of the Charles.
But rnough urban theory. The gathering is at Clery’s and it starts at 8:30. I’d give out directions, but my knowledge of Boston geography is somewhat lacking. Here’s a map, in case you need one.
Fun will ensue!
I remember hearing about Air America Radio
in the news, but it was its mention in the #joiito channel on
irc.freenode.net that led me to tune into the streaming broadcast. I
caught Al Franken’s and Randi Rhodes’ shows…not bad.
As of four-ish this afternoon, I will be in Boston/Cambridge and at seven this evening, I’ll be attending the Berkman Thursday night blogger meeting, which will be chaired by The Redhead, as Dave Winer
is away. Dinner will follow the meeting. If you’d like to catch up, or
perhaps request an accordion tune, drop by, either in person, or on the
Tomorrow evening, there’ll be a gathering at a Boston (and I mean
Boston, not the People’s Republic of Cambridge) bar to be named. Watch
this space for details.
I’m still awaiting a return message from Russell Smith’s friend. Russell, if you recall, is the Globe and Mail columnist whom I excoriated in this entry.
In a comment not related to the entry for which it was posted (a number
of people are using comments as a means of just dropping me a line —
guys, that’s what email is for), a friend of Russell’s wrote:
to respond to something you wrote in September (I just found it):
“Here’s the deal. If you see Russ in some bar, go buy a drink. Then
walk up to him and throw it in his face. I’ll reimburse you and take
you out for drinks. Sound cool?”
I’d like to invite you to have a drink with Russell and I. I
mentioned your blog to him, yesterday and he’d like to meet you.
We’ll buy you a drink and I promise we won’t throw it in your face. So. If you’re not a big pussy please respond to [email address]
to arrange this. (I don’t know if you currently live in Toronto
or not but if you don’t but you’re planning to visit just set the time
That comment was posted on February 16th, and I replied via email the
next day (I’m not a “big pussy”, after all). A month and a half has
passed, and still no reply. Really, I’d love to meet Russell and hear
Russell’s friend got in touch with me, and he’s got a lot of stuff to
do for the next little while, so the meeting of minds will have to
wait. Perhaps later this year, when patio season truly begins!
I thought I’d go the polite route, letting the proverb about flies,
honey and vinegar be my guide. I fired off this message yesterday, and
it may be too early to expect any sort of response. An apology to The
Redhead would satisfy me.