Institution

Anybody that has hung around me/had me hang around them in the recent past oh, six months or so, will probably have heard my rant about starting an atheist "church" - something that was seeped in a satisfying ritual but devoid of unreasonable assumptions. I called it Institution.
Some other dude calls it Universism, more or less.

My rant wasn't entirely sincere, it was only my trying to articulate my frustration over the lack of calming community-based rituals that are missing in our everyday secular society.

I may or may not add to this later... Happy long weekend!

Gaaahh!

the time? oh no. so late. so early.
go see why: pixelstorm!
more later. if i survive.

EDIT: updated the link.
EDIT: Oh, the pixelstorm link sends you to the entry page, where you can vote for Kat, Jenni and me - so do it. Now and often. The page itself is kinda busted (ie the movie doesn't play properly, but I'll be nice an post a link here.

Here's a link to the MPEG1 version of it if you you don't like the MPEG4/QT variant above.

Note: I'm not saying it's a masterpiece.

Iceland is so mid-nineteen-nineties...

(I'm in the middle of a giant cleaning binge. On a Monday night/Tuesday Morning. I stop only to mention this because I just broke something that I really cared about and need to divert myself before picking up all of the bits of glass.)

Although I've been, *like*, dying to go to Iceland since forever (even going so far as to convince an ex-girlfriend that it was the perfect place to go for a honeymoon!) - I think the whole place has been a little played out. I mean it has a lot of those super awesome exotic elements: Island culture, volcanos, Norse gods and a inbreeding population of hotties... I have yet to find any travel guides proclaiming Sakhalin as the new-latest-coolest-hippest-most- wallpaper*-worthy-unknown-hotspot in the galaxy. Got it? Cool. Now go away.

Updating the updates.

Sometimes it is painful waiting for something that is worth saying to pop into you head. That silence can be sometimes interpreted as an act of intelligence, based on the conceit that if they aren't talking they must be thinking about something. Those quiet people always get the benefit of the doubt. I've come across a million ideas - all of them from the outside - that are worth noting, discussing over coffee and other drinks, but I am not in a time/place where I have the luxury of cataloguing and annotating so many ideas.

Once (if) I come up with a streamlined system, then the secondary, recycled ideas and meta data shall flow.

I've been reading
(a lot of magazines lately):

Infiltration (that perpetually smug yet so interesting zine consisting of reports about exploring 'forbidden zones' using nothing but social engineering skills and a flashlight, well most of the time.)
Spacing (neato spiff, talking about psychogeography and urban issues, though a friend of mind commented that it seems to have a hetero bias... I haven't really re-read it with my critic's glasses on [when did I take them off? where are they? oh, here on my head...])
Utne (always a great meta-magazine, this month's issue has a good smattering of articles on the nature of adulthood's start shifting to the late twenties/early thirties...)
Economist (interesting perspectives on the Canadian political situation pre-election)

(reminder to self to add links to the above...)

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Oh, thanks, bellaantimatter for the suggestion! Interesting linkage.

ciao, kids. play safe out there.

One liner.

Sometimes the only thing to do after a great long weekend at the family cottage is have a small bowl of really nice ice cream while looking out of the window.