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Just a quick heads-up on what’s going on in my other blog, The Happiest Geek on Earth.

Chicken soup for the geek:

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Cherry Beach Sunday Afternoon Sound System

Also taking place Sunday, July 21st is an event being put together by the Promise party crew: the Cherry Beach Sunday Afternoon Sound System!

My friends David and Irving are two really sweet guys who love underground dance music, particularly hip-hop, breakbeat, deep house, and drum-and-bass. At any given dance event such as Chicks Dig It, Milk, or Movement, it’s very likely that I’ll run into them. Being hardcore dance fiends, they’re not content to merely attend other people’s parties; they’re party organizers themselves.

Their latest party idea — setting up their sound system and DJs at Cherry Beach — has caught on so well that it’s on its way to becoming a weekly event. Tomorrow (Sunday, July 21st), they’ll host another installment of the Cherry Beach Sunday Afternoon Sound System. Here are the details, taken directly from their mailing list:

this sunday July 21, 2 -10pm

rnb, livin’ large and promise

cherry beach sunday afternoon soundsystem

with

  • The Reverend (dub’n atmospheric drum n’ bass)
  • Miss KLC and Gerald Belanger (beach party house n’ techno)
  • Dalia (hip hop n’ stuff)
  • Tim Patrick (big deep house)
  • Gabor (trip hop)

and maybe some others

Bring a frisbee, bring a kite, bring a handy sweater, bring a dog (only nice dogs), bring your lover and a hammock. And pass the time on this lazy sunny sunday afternoon with friends and friends of friends.

directions:

Take Lakeshore Blvd East of Toronto, just past Parliament

Turn sound south down Cherry Street all the way to the parking lot at the end

Walk west (right) along the beach and you’ll hear music

And, biking there is easy along the trails beside the lakeshore

things to think about:

Please don’t bring more than you plan to take back out with you – leave no trace.

Bring something warm and something to sit on and also something to keep sun off your head and maybe some bug spray for the evening.

If weather turns foul the day of, call 323.0361 for the emergency update.

See you there.

cheers,

Jim, Rene, Keijo, Rick, Ali, David and Irving

All this and the ever-cute DJ Dalia too? I may have to attend this one as well as the Streets are for People party.

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The "Streets are for people" party

The “Street are for people” party — a “celebration of bicycles, pedestrians and the idea of a car-free Kensington Market” — takes place tomorrow (Sunday, July 21st) in Kensignton Market at the the corner of Augusta and Oxford.

Earlier this week, my friend Rick Conroy mentioned some kind of street party taking place on Augusta Avenue this Sunday. He mentioned that it was something along the lines of the Reclaim the Streets party that takes places annually in many cities around the world. He mentioned that the businesses on the street would be participating — Bikes on Wheels would be doing free bike repairs and tune-ups and La Palette, a great little French restaurant on Auguta, would be providing free food.

Yesterday, while locking my bike outside a store on Queen Street, I noticed that the rack was had some flyers attached to it that read:

Streets are for PEOPLE!

Join us in a celebration of bicycles, pedestrians and the idea of a car-free Kensington Market.

July 21st – Sunday – High noon to dusk – Augusta Ave. and Oxford (SW of College and Spadina)

There will be:

  • music
  • free bike repairs
  • bicycle giveaways
  • refreshments

Our celebration will culminate with a mass bike ride at 8:00 p.m.!

Bring along your friends and families, and your bikes, trikes or even unicycles if you have ’em and anything you can imaging to help us celebrate!

I’m all for the reassertion of pedestrian culture (“pedestrian” as in “person walking on the street”, not as in “ordinary and dull”); it makes for more interesting neighbourhoods that areas specifically designed for car culture (see Stephen Johnson’s book, Emergence for more on this). I’m also for grassroots parties such as this. They have a more community-oriented feel than more corporatized events such as the Molson Indy, Gay Pride Parade, World Youth Day or Celebrate Toronto (Mayor Mel Lastman’s faux street party), and you can feel more like a participant than merely a spectator.

I’ll be attending, and I’ll bring you-know-what with me.

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The weekend, part two

I’m a little low on creative writing juice and didn’t want to post these photos without the back story, but a couple of friends who were there really wanted to see ’em. I’ll update this posting a little later on this weekend. I’m sure you folks out there can ratiocinate what happened…

Some minor updates made on Saturday, July 20th

Club 606

Colin drops some beat science over the DJ’s sounds. He’s the youngest of a muscial trio of brothers made up of him, Devin (with drums with Lindi) and Sean (with whom I sometimes jam on Queen Street).

“I love the accordion!” my new bestest friend in the word Tanya exclaimed. This photo explains why I love it too.

See, Paul? I told you this place was jumpin’! We’re glad to be there.

Someone whose name I’ve forgotten and Tanya. Just in case you thought that stuff like this happened only in movies like Coyote Ugly, along comes a counterexample. (I think I’ve referred to Coyote Ugly a gazillion times in this blog, despite never having seen the movie.)

Tanya and her friend again. Life in the Accordiverse is sometimes challenging, but it does have its perks.

“C’mon, you want some, don’t you?” Someone had to be convinced to let a beautiful woman pour free booze down their gullet?

Tanya and friend again. “Look this way or you wont be in the shot!”

Shakin’ their money makers. Unlike Coyote Ugly, the music was actually good — not dance pop cheese, but good house and breakbeat.

A-WOO-gah! Paul signals his approval of 606.

The bar at the back, near the dance floor. More women pouring “Broken Down Golf Cart” shooters down people’s throats.

Who wants some killer Kool-Aid? I do! I do!

Glug, glug, glug.

Jammin’! Colin and I lead the crowd in getting their funk on.

Public Service Announcement:
The value of good haberdashery

The next time I go down…

…to Las Vegas…

…I’m going back to the Hard Rock Hotel…

…straight to their gift shop…

…and I’m going to buy ten of these hats.

Back to our regularly scheduled programming…

Pole dancin’. Tanya and her friend take to the riser by the DJ booth.

Say “ahhh…” Poured into your mouth by gorgeous bartenders and free, to boot! The only way it could’ve been better would be if they had some kind of accordion fetish or were handing out free TiBook laptops.

The Drunken Master rides again! Paul “Cheap Drunk” Baranowski will never turn down free shots.

Got anything for a thirsty accordion player? Thanks to the accordion, occasionally life turns into Maxim magazine.

See? I could’ve been a really good stripper. Check out my pole- dancing technique.

“She’s hawwwwt.” There were many reasons to use Paul’s catchphrase this evening.

Score! Paul and I do our “Butabi Brothers” impression.

Slut School

The new look Will. Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta. Especially when you’re really an interior decoratah.

Rowr! Eva “Purple” Hayes (whose mom coined the phrase “Slut School”) claims the couch.div>

The Slut School gang and me. From left to right: Anastasia, Dorain, Yours Truly and Rick, a.k.a. “Rickshaw”.

Shake it! It took until after the after-hours action began for the dance floor to fill, but the scene was good once that happened. From left to right: Rick, Anastasia, Will.

Lisa! Enjoying the groove.

Me and Lisa. It’s good to be the king.
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You know, for a military advisor, he’s a helluva good sex columnist

One of the interesting things about the Current Situation is that the binary left-wing/right-wing sorting bins just don’t quite work anymore. Savage Love’s Dan Savage is a hawk!

He even has a good battle cry: “A Marshall Plan for Afghanistan!”

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The weekend, part one

Friday night began with Paul and me catching up with Cory (on vacation back in his home town of Accordion City) at Tequila Bookworm, the Queen Street cafe/magazine store/reading room where many good stories begin.

As he recently announced in BoingBoing, Cory Doctorow has been taking a little breather away from San Francisco and has returned to his home town of Accordion City. I got a phone call from him early Friday evening, asking Paul and me to join him at Tequila Bookworm. Like me, he’s fond of the place as it serves great coffee, is a book-and-magazine lover’s paradise, has a certain bohemian comfiness to it and there’s also the matter of very cute staff.

Photo: Cory Doctorow at the Tequila Bookworm cafe on Queen Street West.

The original happiest geek on earth. Cory chills at Tequila Bookworm.

We three geeks from OpenCola are… Tequila Bookworm has seen this much nerdpower on one couch since…ever!

As you may have also read in BoingBoing (and in the lively discussion that ensued), a man-mountain of a drug dealer who plies his trade half a block away from his apartment stole his beloved MiG fighter goggles (one can only imagine what he looks like when he’s wearing the goggles). He’s since replaced them with a new pair he acquired online and proudly showed them off to us. He told us to try them on, and here are the results:

I think a fly got into the teleport chamber with me! Paul tries on Cory’s MiG fighter pilot goggle sunglasses.

Do they go with the shirt? My turn trying on Cory’s goggles.
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I’m looking at my backlog of postings…

…and I see I still have a lot of stuff to post. There won’t be any shortage of material on this blog!