<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309</id><updated>2011-07-11T18:09:59.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velvet Lounge</title><subtitle type='html'>Expert Menders of Hot Pants Since 2003.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492759466334290139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-5794234395499037396</id><published>2011-04-27T03:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T04:02:20.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hipster Marmalade</title><summary type='text'>I've always been fascinated by the hipster. The modern day hippie come yuppie that yearns for unique experiences whether real or contrived. Zany coffee shops and off-beat bars are the habitat of choice. Their mating habits are incomprehensible and consciously complicated. A challenge once perfect for a farm kid like me seeking to experience life.As hipsters embark on their 30s, they seek normalcy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/5794234395499037396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=5794234395499037396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5794234395499037396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5794234395499037396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='Hipster Marmalade'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-7711931509097881741</id><published>2010-07-18T01:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:57:15.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Detroit Needs a Revolution</title><summary type='text'>The decay of Detroit is well documented.  From burned out mansions to abandoned luxury hotels, the City is portrayed as the endpoint of our culture; a fallen empire based on the automobile and heavy industry.  I don't even bother to take pictures anymore.Built for a population of 2.1mln people, the City barely supports 800,000 these days.  While thriving communities exist, the flight has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/7711931509097881741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=7711931509097881741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/7711931509097881741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/7711931509097881741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Detroit Needs a Revolution'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-2887563021988778121</id><published>2010-07-13T23:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:56:58.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Tom's Oil Run</title><summary type='text'>A lazy summer afternoon is best served by staycation: Steam Engine Appreciation                                Warming Up... A Pull from Above  Freedom Fact: Josiah Hensen was no Uncle Tom...                     Which was followed by a booogey dance-off in his honour!!  Uncle Tom's CabinPeeping Uncle Tom???  RespectThe 3-D machine that makes those old two pictures amazing!  Learnin' Jerker Line A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/2887563021988778121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=2887563021988778121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/2887563021988778121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/2887563021988778121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2010/07/uncle-toms-oil-run.html' title='Uncle Tom&apos;s Oil Run'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wqhRzwscBSQ/TD0psKEKtZI/AAAAAAAAABg/qqjvEpxDmZw/s72-c/IMG00122-20100713-1328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-4741940817573616676</id><published>2010-01-18T23:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:48:05.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><summary type='text'>12 years away and the world back home is just the same.  Same landscape, same icons, same people... only older.  Came back in time to watch it all change.Maybe I'm just sentimental.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/4741940817573616676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=4741940817573616676' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/4741940817573616676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/4741940817573616676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2010/01/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wqhRzwscBSQ/S1U5fOeqzxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8t3vFesy4Xc/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-5071016695636230661</id><published>2008-06-22T12:17:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:58:56.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Toronto</title><summary type='text'>My Winnipeg is a beautiful movie. While the storytelling is occasionally awkward, the subject matter is profound and the story universal. This 'docu-fantasia' follows Guy Maddin's obsession with escape from small-town Winnipeg - and ultimately why he can't. As such, it had the possibility to descend into nostalgic pap, but it doesn't, and that's what makes it so wonderful. It's a journey into the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/5071016695636230661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=5071016695636230661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5071016695636230661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5071016695636230661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-toronto.html' title='My Toronto'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-2879139876985269933</id><published>2008-03-02T00:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:44:53.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, again and again...</title><summary type='text'>Some days I wish there was the time to pontificate like there once was.  Take this latest sack of excrement from my favourite moron:"Hillier, a Progressive Conservative MPP who once led the provincial landowners' movement, said the problem is related to provincial legislation such as the Clean Water Act, the provincial policy statement on land use and other "stupid" measures that restrict rural </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/2879139876985269933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=2879139876985269933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/2879139876985269933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/2879139876985269933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2008/03/again-again-and-again.html' title='Again, again and again...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-5069638323896097230</id><published>2008-01-03T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:48:19.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign of the End Times</title><summary type='text'>As of November 9, 2007, Levitt and Sons, proud purveyors of Levittown and quintessential cookie-cutter suburbia, has abruptly gone bankrupt.As the bodies of the American housing bubble begin to pile up, one has to ask... what's so special about Manhattan?Happy New Year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/5069638323896097230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=5069638323896097230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5069638323896097230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/5069638323896097230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2008/01/sign-of-end-times.html' title='Sign of the End Times'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-7113062065113676082</id><published>2007-07-27T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:28:54.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for the Planning Nerds.</title><summary type='text'>Urban Morphology Online Journals. 1997-2001</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/7113062065113676082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=7113062065113676082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/7113062065113676082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/7113062065113676082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-one-is-for-planning-nerds.html' title='This one is for the Planning Nerds.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-1969166430774602933</id><published>2007-07-24T23:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:26:11.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyer's</title><summary type='text'>My next Tiger's game will certainly include a trip to this place.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/1969166430774602933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=1969166430774602933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/1969166430774602933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/1969166430774602933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/07/dyers.html' title='Dyer&apos;s'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-1363468262745582005</id><published>2007-06-28T20:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:00:00.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Keepin' it Real'</title><summary type='text'>Who would have thought the Star would debase itself with such insensitive drivel: In the days before the killings, Benoit and his wife argued over whether he should stay home more to take care of their mentally retarded 7-year-old son, according to an attorney for the WWE wrestling league.As we all know, the proper term has been 'intellectual disability' since the Conference of '86.Oh dear Star, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/1363468262745582005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=1363468262745582005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/1363468262745582005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/1363468262745582005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/06/keepin-it-real.html' title='&apos;Keepin&apos; it Real&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-8166896381361695728</id><published>2007-05-03T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:29:02.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yip.</title><summary type='text'>Well, I see it's been three months since I posted last.  Amazing what a new job and a 100 acre farm will do to you.Although, it isn't like much has changed... the London Fog is still all about the cheese, Edey's still frothed about the Frenchmen, and the Eponist is posting as frequently as I.Frankly there's not much to say... just wondering really if my blogger account was still active.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/8166896381361695728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=8166896381361695728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/8166896381361695728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/8166896381361695728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-i-see-its-been-three-months-since.html' title='Yip.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wqhRzwscBSQ/RjqXGbuCQCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qk3D6jc4uJY/s72-c/P1010216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-117141242179697844</id><published>2007-02-13T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:30:26.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Trough Mr. Hillier.</title><summary type='text'>As predicted right here on the Velvy back in January 2005,  Mr. Randy Hillier - professed savior of all Rural Ontario - is indeed running for provincial office.  While we predicted the riding of Ottawa West-Nepean back then, Mr. Hillier has instead set his glorious eyes on the newly formed Lanark, Frontenac, Lennox and Addington.  A hodgepodge of locales consisting mainly of commie Lanark County </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/117141242179697844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=117141242179697844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/117141242179697844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/117141242179697844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome-to-trough-mr-hillier.html' title='Welcome to the Trough Mr. Hillier.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-117080757688167356</id><published>2007-02-06T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:12:06.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Humanity!!!</title><summary type='text'>Fresh from the Edey blogroll dungpile, I am putting up this choicey lump of bullshit for posterity's sake... simply because I can.It reminds me of the time the Dutchman's shit sprayer went haywire and coated the entire side of our 60' high barn.The first comment is kinda funny though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/117080757688167356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=117080757688167356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/117080757688167356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/117080757688167356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-humanity_117080757688167356.html' title='Oh the Humanity!!!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116961524211502737</id><published>2007-01-23T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:08:57.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><summary type='text'>The SCRCA has announced the 2007 installment of the great Sydenham River Canoe Race as Sunday, April 22nd.This year should be excellent.  After discussions with the Masteraid crew, it has been decided that the race itself will be a mere leg of a much greater 3-4 day journey.50+km from Napier to Florence.A detailed trip log will be in order.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116961524211502737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116961524211502737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116961524211502737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116961524211502737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116900447162883034</id><published>2007-01-16T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:17:24.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit.</title><summary type='text'>Hey 'Canada's New Government', you suck.Bring back the Collections.---In related news, resident rube retires and the King has a capital idea.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116900447162883034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116900447162883034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116900447162883034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116900447162883034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/01/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116880799629214797</id><published>2007-01-14T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:20:49.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Bricks and Mortar Matter</title><summary type='text'>The venerable Fraser-Hickson is closing January 31st.  After 121 years of service to the working-class neighbourhoods of NDG, this privately endowed public library - the first public library in Montreal - is  broke.  Primarily volunteer-run and community based, a three-year municipal funding agreement dried up in October leaving the mainly Anglo facility in the position of depleting its endowment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116880799629214797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116880799629214797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116880799629214797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116880799629214797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-bricks-and-mortar-matter.html' title='When Bricks and Mortar Matter'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116528834217682368</id><published>2006-12-04T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:10:33.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip 'Hoods</title><summary type='text'>While researching a trip to New York this weekend, I came across this.   Equally applicable to Toronto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116528834217682368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116528834217682368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116528834217682368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116528834217682368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/12/hip-hoods.html' title='Hip &apos;Hoods'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116391915618127240</id><published>2006-11-19T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:38:44.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Considered</title><summary type='text'>It has been a raucous year for the Auld League. From reprehensible imports to ‘suspended’ franchises, 2006 has understatedly been an undistinguished season. My Tabbies posted one of the worst campaigns in memory, an excruciatingly drawn-out exercise only tempered by the Boatmen’s self-ruination in the Eastern Final.Legends retired, expired and perspired.  A Commissioner was overthrown and rule </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116391915618127240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116391915618127240' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116391915618127240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116391915618127240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-things-considered.html' title='All Things Considered'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116386784544744534</id><published>2006-11-18T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:43:18.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoop-dee-doo.</title><summary type='text'>Toronto Municipal Election Redux, courtesy of Spacing.* Also note the much contested Brooke-Alvinston spectacle.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116386784544744534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116386784544744534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116386784544744534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116386784544744534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoop-dee-doo.html' title='Whoop-dee-doo.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116123109536092046</id><published>2006-10-18T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:11:35.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog7</title><summary type='text'>Christopher Moore - 1867: How the Fathers Made A Deal, p.251The 1860s suggest powerfully that the problem of the 1990s (and moreso today - ed.) lies less with parliamentary government than with the fact that it has largely ceased to function in Canada.  When the (1997) election was over, what seemed missing from Canadian politics was that dead, and dismissed, and derieded concept from Victorian </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116123109536092046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116123109536092046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116123109536092046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116123109536092046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/10/booklog7.html' title='Booklog7'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-116123030536526160</id><published>2006-10-18T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:34:12.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><summary type='text'>With better things to do these past two weeks, my re-entrance into civilized society was highlighted with the news that Garth Turner was inexplicably sacked. Amid the rampant censuring of the Reformed Reform Party command-control machine (interpreted as 'party discipline' by some), Garth Turner often served as the lone constituent voice in a party which has taken perversion of parliamentary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/116123030536526160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=116123030536526160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116123030536526160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/116123030536526160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/10/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115940564310815204</id><published>2006-09-27T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:10:40.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog6</title><summary type='text'>Thomas Jefferson - Notes on the State of Virginia, p.164-165Those who labour in the earth are the chosen people of God, if ever he had a chosen people, whose breasts he has made his peculiar deposit for substantial and genuine virtue. It is the focus in which he keeps alive that sacred fire, which otherwise might escape from the face of the earth. Corruption of morals in the mass of cultivators </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115940564310815204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115940564310815204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115940564310815204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115940564310815204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/09/booklog6.html' title='Booklog6'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115899248747381824</id><published>2006-09-23T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:02:26.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Togetherness and Reconstruction We Trust</title><summary type='text'>I'd considered a 'First 100-esque' diatribe.  Yet on the heel of 'Red Friday', I ask Bev... where's the abortion debate... the Wheat Board showdown... senate reform? In effect, the burning issues of 'thirteen unlucky years of appaling pillage' that brought us this minority government in the first place.Is the domestic agenda being forced off the radar?UPDATE: As per the comments, a self-portrait </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115899248747381824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115899248747381824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115899248747381824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115899248747381824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-togetherness-and-reconstruction-we.html' title='In Togetherness and Reconstruction We Trust'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115702892569460468</id><published>2006-08-31T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:06:49.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning has Broken...</title><summary type='text'>With cup of coffee in hand, I found myself climbing a loaded hay wagon this cool morning to enjoy something I haven't seen in a while: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115702892569460468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115702892569460468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115702892569460468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115702892569460468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/08/morning-has-broken.html' title='Morning has Broken...'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115544453173839648</id><published>2006-08-13T00:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T01:57:29.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intent and Purpose: Planning and the Fate of the Neighbourhoods of Toronto</title><summary type='text'>In the pseudo-intellectual world of land-use planning, the most undesirable job is working the neighbourhoods. Those low-density places that visionaries, professionals and the public proclaim as the backbone of a city, yet secretly malign as dull, conservative and uninteresting.In policy, the Neighbourhood designation in Toronto is distinctive as it ensures that new development will respect and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115544453173839648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115544453173839648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115544453173839648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115544453173839648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/08/intent-and-purpose-planning-and-fate_13.html' title='Intent and Purpose: Planning and the Fate of the Neighbourhoods of Toronto'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115508565032241585</id><published>2006-08-08T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:49:20.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Communities in Bloom!</title><summary type='text'>In the spirit of summer... I nominate this place - the southwest corner of Sherwood Avenue and Mount Pleasant Road. How often does one walk along a dreary public sidewalk, only to be engulfed by an overflowing 'private' garden?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115508565032241585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115508565032241585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115508565032241585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115508565032241585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/08/communities-in-bloom.html' title='Communities in Bloom!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115222147225312359</id><published>2006-07-06T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:31:12.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom it May Concern</title><summary type='text'>[...]To sum up: As far as I'm concerned, if the CBC, our own Public Network, will not reconsider their refusal to air a Stompin' Tom Special, they can take their wonderful offer of letting me sing a song as a guest on some other program, AND SHOVE IT.STILL A "PROUD CANADIAN".Signed:Stompin' Tom ConnorsO.C., LL. D., Litt.D.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115222147225312359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115222147225312359' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115222147225312359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115222147225312359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom it May Concern'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492759466334290139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115102763475963452</id><published>2006-06-22T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:04:50.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Appalachiapalooza!</title><summary type='text'>With my kinfolk back home reconfiguring Crank Radios, I'm left here in the urban jungle realizing the simpler inanities of life through this here internet.Thanks to Metafilter, I've discovered the joys of the Digital Library of Appalachia. It's music section is beyond reproach (including search by Kentucky county).  With over 9000 mp3's of the finest in back porch pickin', this is a true treasure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115102763475963452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115102763475963452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115102763475963452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115102763475963452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/06/appalachiapalooza.html' title='Appalachiapalooza!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-115026111794029724</id><published>2006-06-14T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:45:38.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Tear.</title><summary type='text'>Amid the spotty coverage, Alex Jones 'bullhorns' the Bilderberg and was apparently nearly deported for his troubles."You have more power and money than you could ever spend. You own the Central Banks that print the money. Why then do you continue to try and dehumanize us? Why do you put mercury in the vaccines? 'Stanisodium' fluoride in the water? Why? Why do you put cancer viruses in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/115026111794029724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=115026111794029724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115026111794029724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/115026111794029724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-tear.html' title='On a Tear.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114784276338867249</id><published>2006-05-16T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:15:36.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's in the Genes.</title><summary type='text'>For those of us interested in local history, behold 'Our Roots'.  Hundreds of full-text historical books on matters from across the country.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114784276338867249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114784276338867249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114784276338867249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114784276338867249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-in-genes.html' title='It&apos;s in the Genes.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114766241770182178</id><published>2006-05-14T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:51:48.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fin de Semana</title><summary type='text'>With the fantastic weather resurrecting old patio habits, and the looming May 31st smoking ban forcing me to take one last rainy day advantage of the few remaining indoor parlours, it’s been all-around a hectic spring.  While it’s noble to have one vice, two or more are proving difficult to juggle.     Eventually the body says to the brain ‘enough’, and the tell-tale signs emerge.  The chain of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114766241770182178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114766241770182178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114766241770182178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114766241770182178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/05/fin-de-semana.html' title='Fin de Semana'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114601957264400454</id><published>2006-04-25T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T13:32:43.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Jane</title><summary type='text'>The Albany Street Empress has expired.It was a good run.Update: Fine NYT article.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114601957264400454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114601957264400454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114601957264400454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114601957264400454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet-jane.html' title='Sweet Jane'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114568611890451755</id><published>2006-04-21T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:18:29.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston</title><summary type='text'>Since I've been small, I've had a fascination with big projects - the city building aspect I suppose.  Turning industrial cities into thriving machines and then resurfacing when things turned sour.  Consequently, the list has been light since the early 80s... with one exception:The Big Dig.In Boston last year, I walked it. In fact, I remember forcing K.E. Moffatt to drive its length through the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114568611890451755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114568611890451755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114568611890451755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114568611890451755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/04/boston.html' title='Boston'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114516588910808990</id><published>2006-04-16T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T04:03:01.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Son of the West</title><summary type='text'>The Story of Ian Tyson. With rodeo hopes dashed, he went east and became a star - only to give it all up and pack for home...to this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114516588910808990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114516588910808990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114516588910808990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114516588910808990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/04/true-son-of-west.html' title='A True Son of the West'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114513356957275349</id><published>2006-04-15T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T16:43:55.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog6</title><summary type='text'>John Raulston Saul - Voltaire's Bastards: The Dictatorship of Reason in the West, c.10, p.263-264.It isn't suprising in this historical context that rational structures, moral beliefs and representative government have been confused as on one in people's minds. Nor that today, while structures reign supreme, man's sense of right and wrong is in frenzied confusion. And that democracy in the West, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114513356957275349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114513356957275349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114513356957275349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114513356957275349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/04/booklog6_15.html' title='Booklog6'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114387849447165981</id><published>2006-04-01T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T12:41:22.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Etc.</title><summary type='text'>When I came to Toronto, I chose to give up my car... and now that I want to go see to the McMichael Collection, it suddenly becomes a hassle. But that is a lot less hassle than the everyday grind for the thousands who take the 35 Jane from Weston. While the Regions have GO Transit, Rexdale has this. And now in its bid for suburban love, the Province is making a big pitch. Thankfully, the TTC is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114387849447165981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114387849447165981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114387849447165981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114387849447165981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/04/etc.html' title='Etc.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114248998364581660</id><published>2006-03-16T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:28:47.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"In fact there are two things: Developers and Dutchmen Farmers..."</title><summary type='text'>For all those who know me and my incessant rants, behold Erik's Update Page. Follow the trials and tribulations of a Dutchman as he immigrates, merrily topples silos, breeds heifers and ravages the hard clay of Greater Watfordland.Sigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114248998364581660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114248998364581660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114248998364581660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114248998364581660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-fact-there-are-two-things.html' title='&quot;In fact there are two things: Developers and Dutchmen Farmers...&quot;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114231642639585382</id><published>2006-03-14T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T13:14:13.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootenanny!</title><summary type='text'>Arlo Guthrie on his dad, Leadbelly and the 1960s New York folk revival.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114231642639585382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114231642639585382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114231642639585382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114231642639585382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/03/hootenanny.html' title='Hootenanny!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114162269919754942</id><published>2006-03-05T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:27:45.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Marvels</title><summary type='text'>The 1950s was an era of possibilities. Modernism and technology served as salvation - with the Canadian experience culminating in the opening of the St. Lawrence Seaway.  The technological marvel opened to international fanfare in 1959 and cost $470 mln.  The numbers are impressive; 7 massive locks, 259 km2  flooded, and dimensions too small   for modern ships.Explore the towns and battlefields </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114162269919754942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114162269919754942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114162269919754942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114162269919754942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/03/modern-marvels.html' title='Modern Marvels'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114102350677411397</id><published>2006-02-27T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:01:32.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Work!</title><summary type='text'>As usual, ohlphotos.com and its burgeoning empire never fail to disappoint.  Check out the ecclectic 'urbania' section - complete with witty captions and the like.Note the SJG watermark on the originals!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114102350677411397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114102350677411397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114102350677411397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114102350677411397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-work.html' title='Good Work!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114031269214664619</id><published>2006-02-18T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:53:52.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Regard to Continuity</title><summary type='text'>I don't believe I've ever put up two posts in one day, but today I couldn't resist.My last address was filled with roommates of the literary sort. It was not uncommon to see Neil Postman or aged copies of the Walrus and Harpers strewn about. A stack of newspapers over two feet high teetered in our unused dining room and we all took particular pride in our individual well-stocked personal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114031269214664619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114031269214664619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114031269214664619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114031269214664619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/02/having-regard-to-continuity.html' title='Having Regard to Continuity'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-114030556991830775</id><published>2006-02-18T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:06:37.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Menacing Threats' and Other Assorted Bogeymen</title><summary type='text'>Not even a month in, and our hip, outdoorsy Minister of Public Safety has firmly put National Identity Cards back on the table."We also want to be able to stop people who are a menace or a threat from getting in or getting out, so that's the overall goal"... "Whether that's some kind of a biometric approach, an enhancement on a driver's licence — all of that needs to be explored, so we do want to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/114030556991830775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=114030556991830775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114030556991830775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/114030556991830775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/02/menacing-threats-and-other-assorted.html' title='&apos;Menacing Threats&apos; and Other Assorted Bogeymen'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113893533308856736</id><published>2006-02-02T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:45:54.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempests and Teapots</title><summary type='text'>While enough has been said on the subject, I thought I'd toss up my favourite:At the risk of having a jihad decreed on the Velvy, I must declare this latest fiasco to be the ultimate in double-speak. How a culture can tolerate state television broadcasting genocide, yet collectively stomp its feet over a series of cartoons in a paper with a circulation of 158,000 is beyond me.  The Fresno, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113893533308856736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113893533308856736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113893533308856736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113893533308856736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/02/tempests-and-teapots.html' title='Tempests and Teapots'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113839815416751497</id><published>2006-01-27T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:10:44.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salt of the Earth</title><summary type='text'>As a member of the 'black-clad politically correct inner-city-living cultural elite who control the metropolitan planning process', I found this mildly amusing.Leave it to an unbiased 'property advisor' consultant to set us all straight.(Thanks Cyburbia)On the other hand, now this is funny!!!Super G!...#1! Rules the World!With the flaming ass-end, this dandy is almost as good as the original! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113839815416751497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113839815416751497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113839815416751497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113839815416751497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/salt-of-earth.html' title='The Salt of the Earth'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113816646613309348</id><published>2006-01-25T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:29:16.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Reminder:</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113816646613309348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113816646613309348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113816646613309348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113816646613309348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/friendly-reminder.html' title='A Friendly Reminder:'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113814296419793549</id><published>2006-01-24T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:23:08.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a relic when....</title><summary type='text'>Your old bar has been immortalized.  Found this the other day.  The old house looks so beaten, you'd think it's been closed for 50 years.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113814296419793549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113814296419793549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113814296419793549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113814296419793549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-know-youre-relic-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a relic when....'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113772395292533385</id><published>2006-01-19T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:14:27.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Generation: Notes From the 2006 Campaign Trail</title><summary type='text'>Deep in the bowels of the Southwest, on the periphery of the Eastern Townships, ferments the outpost of Florence,  Ontario.  Locked in the grips of the heathen County  Kent, its mangled two storey skyline of 300 souls is only eclipsed by an unsightly temple of sorts – the local agricultural hall.  The hall itself is a vestige of rural Canada.  The Queen assumes her rightful place above us all, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113772395292533385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113772395292533385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113772395292533385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113772395292533385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-generation-notes-from-2006.html' title='The Last Generation: Notes From the 2006 Campaign Trail'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113760992187210395</id><published>2006-01-18T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:59:29.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Predicción</title><summary type='text'>And so it appears the tide is turning, tilting precariously toward a Conservative majority. In this election about polls and their partisan interpretations, the folks over at Election Prediction are better than most.Personally, I have established a plan to deal with this election. The strategy is to begin drinking rancid bourbon about 8:00am, move on to wine for lunch and head to the polls about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113760992187210395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113760992187210395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113760992187210395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113760992187210395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-prediccin.html' title='La Predicción'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113695507217676929</id><published>2006-01-10T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:52:52.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Sax</title><summary type='text'>Kerouac Park, Lowell, MAAugust 2005</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113695507217676929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113695507217676929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113695507217676929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113695507217676929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2006/01/doctor-sax.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/chronicle/archive/2003/11/02/RV172171.DTL&quot;&gt;Doctor Sax&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113505911882357037</id><published>2005-12-20T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:13:30.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Chomsky on Terror and Iraq'</title><summary type='text'>An hour with the 'darling of the left' on the subject of Foreign Affairs. While it may seem a bit trite, it does make a fine addendum to Nicholas' bathroom reading material.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113505911882357037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113505911882357037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113505911882357037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113505911882357037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/12/chomsky-on-terror-and-iraq.html' title='&apos;Chomsky on Terror and Iraq&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113505071574982092</id><published>2005-12-19T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:13:32.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol le Clown</title><summary type='text'>Marc Farveau is dead at the age of 76.  As with all children who were subjected to his antics at a young age, the legendary hobo Sol has left a permanent scar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113505071574982092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113505071574982092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113505071574982092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113505071574982092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/12/sol-le-clown.html' title='Sol le Clown'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113435956243438454</id><published>2005-12-11T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:43:42.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Board</title><summary type='text'>With OMB Reform upon us, the London Fog aims its patented comprehensive analysis directly at the recent decision (pdf) ordering the City of London to alter its electoral ward structure and boundaries. It's a good read for all those who have ever questioned the almighty Board and its subsequent impact on municipal independence within the Province of Ontario.While long associated with planning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113435956243438454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113435956243438454' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113435956243438454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113435956243438454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/12/board.html' title='The Board'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113411147131059009</id><published>2005-12-09T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:13:21.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The State of Politics.</title><summary type='text'>Politics makes me ill.  Unfortunately, I still have to make a choice in this forgettable era of crowding the middle. Despite all the swill and shill of the past two decades, the current federal election remains in my opinion the shallowest in recent memory. Handguns and token tax cuts seem to be the order of the day in this bland and frankly inconsequential bore. It's Christmas and I have better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113411147131059009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113411147131059009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113411147131059009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113411147131059009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/12/state-of-politics.html' title='The State of Politics.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113263623108863087</id><published>2005-11-22T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:54:06.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balsam Ave Jewel Box</title><summary type='text'>With the pinnacle of sport contest fast upon us, another year has already come and gone for Ivor Wynne. For more than a decade, I've trekked through snowstorm and drought to the old Balsam Ave Park. Family summer vacations often consisted of the ten home games each year - the endless journeys between Hamilton and Sarnia more than adequate to satisfy our appetites for adventure I suppose. I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113263623108863087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113263623108863087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113263623108863087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113263623108863087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/11/balsam-ave-jewel-box.html' title='Balsam Ave Jewel Box'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113108525405973740</id><published>2005-11-03T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:36:13.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post.</title><summary type='text'>Memories of Harold Ballard and McKenzie as told by Gramps of Halifax.  This reminds me of our own perennial candidate Neil Spiegel.  While a resident of Lansdowne and Queen, his friendly storefront served as the beacon signaling the north end of Roncesvalles. But after two hard years of non-stop campaigning and two tough fourth place finishes, it appears he's giving it all up... and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113108525405973740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113108525405973740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113108525405973740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113108525405973740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-post.html' title='Last Post.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113039221626270098</id><published>2005-10-27T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:23:41.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Esprit de Corps</title><summary type='text'>A good 1/2 hour documentary on Clown Doctors from Radio Netherlands - featuring the antics of such notables as 'Dr. Fruit-Loops' and the 'Fools for Health' from Windsor, Ontario.With CBC Overnight back, I can finally sleep easy again... with the possible exception of Robert Greene's retirement during the lockout. His brand of on-air commentary made Paul Harvey look like the swill he is.  However,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113039221626270098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113039221626270098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113039221626270098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113039221626270098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/esprit-de-corps.html' title='Esprit de Corps'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113036368901198358</id><published>2005-10-26T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:02:56.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog5</title><summary type='text'>W.G. Hardy - From Sea Unto Sea, c. XXII , p.392Mowat (Premier of Ontario), like an industrious beaver, continued to whittle away at the Dominion's powers. The villain of the piece was the Privy Council. At first it had upheld Sir John A.'s contention that by the British North America Act the provinces were restricted to local spheres of action, particularly since all "residuary powers" were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113036368901198358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113036368901198358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113036368901198358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113036368901198358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/booklog5.html' title='Booklog5'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-113012269094717455</id><published>2005-10-23T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T01:29:08.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kunstler Again.</title><summary type='text'>RTH: Do you think home-builders are just building what consumers demand?   JHK: They're building what has been successful for them in the past. By the way, I abhor the word "consumer." Consumers, unlike citizens, have no implicit duties, obligations, or responsibilities to the common good. It's a degrading term. The use of it degrades the public discussion. The builders will continue to behave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/113012269094717455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=113012269094717455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113012269094717455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/113012269094717455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/kunstler-again.html' title='Kunstler Again.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112921603190074790</id><published>2005-10-13T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T11:07:11.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems Without Solutions</title><summary type='text'>Three Gut Records, Toronto-based record label and the home of the Constantines, Sea Snakes, Oneida, Royal City, and Velvet Lounge favourite Jim Guthrie, closes its doors with its final official release, The Constantines' Tournament of Hearts. Could this mean a jump to a major label for Three Gut's established acts, or a slide into obscurity and real-world employment? Whatever happens, these two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112921603190074790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112921603190074790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112921603190074790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112921603190074790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/problems-without-solutions.html' title='Problems Without Solutions'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492759466334290139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112909132851403817</id><published>2005-10-11T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T01:26:10.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News Fodder for the Week</title><summary type='text'>Repentant rapacious developer turned Minister of Finance steps aside.Oh Dear.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112909132851403817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112909132851403817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112909132851403817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112909132851403817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/news-fodder-for-week.html' title='News Fodder for the Week'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112849207489383966</id><published>2005-10-05T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T02:44:07.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil's Imp</title><summary type='text'>Surely the crutch of an era and prestigious founder of the war on drugs, the fabled opium den has been reduced to folklore.  This once staple of Whirling Dervishes and 'Chinamen' everywhere, in modern times the 'celestial drug' and its burrow of filth have been wholly overtaken and replaced by its synthesized devil derivative - Diacetylmorphine.  Simplified when trademarked to the catchier '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112849207489383966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112849207489383966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112849207489383966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112849207489383966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/10/devils-imp.html' title='The Devil&apos;s Imp'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112778112198176125</id><published>2005-09-26T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T20:32:01.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog4</title><summary type='text'>David Cayley - The Rivers North of the Future: The Testament of Ivan Illich, p.223-224Cayley: The most common way of naming the current sense of being at a watershed is as the inception of postmodernity.  May I again ask how are you disposed to that way of speaking?Illich: When I first heard it, and again and again when that word was thrown in my face, I of course thought of the struggle, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112778112198176125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112778112198176125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112778112198176125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112778112198176125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/booklog4.html' title='Booklog4'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112734569686103219</id><published>2005-09-21T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T02:05:57.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Road to Hell</title><summary type='text'>With crude prices on the upswing and a provincial government awash in plum under collected royalties, that other brand of Armillaria is re-emerging once again within the ill-sealed woodwork of Confederation. The ASP's Mr. Hutton is also the founder of the 'Law-Abiding Unregistered Firearms Association' or LUFA (pdf) as it is known in the community.Citing transgressions nearly a quarter of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112734569686103219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112734569686103219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112734569686103219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112734569686103219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-road-to-hell.html' title='The Long Road to Hell'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112624606039964114</id><published>2005-09-09T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:41:45.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideology of Disaster</title><summary type='text'>In light of &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;New Orleans, I've assembled a smattering of quotations into broken Grade 6 hamburger style format:To those who wonder why so many stayed behind when push came to water's mighty shove here, those who were trapped have a simple explanation: Their nickels and dimes and dollar bills simply didn't add up to stage a quick evacuation mission.There were many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112624606039964114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112624606039964114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112624606039964114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112624606039964114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/ideology-of-disaster_09.html' title='The Ideology of Disaster'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112605992411916725</id><published>2005-09-06T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:29:17.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>L'Estrie et Environs.</title><summary type='text'>Built on the foundations of waves of Loyalists, New Englanders and Irish and Scot settlers breaking virgin land, the Eastern Township population of Quebec reached a high of 58% English speaking by 1861. Centred around Sherbrooke, the local isolated population developed its own unique cultural institutions, customs and leant a father of confederation along the way.However, since the glory days of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112605992411916725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112605992411916725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112605992411916725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112605992411916725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/lestrie-et-environs.html' title='L&apos;Estrie et Environs.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112588894186833868</id><published>2005-09-04T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:53:00.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice Is Truth But Who Can You Trust To Tell The Truth?</title><summary type='text'>Musings from the Parliamentary Assistant to the Premier and her faithful watchdog.  Throw in a near disbarred MP and the timeless Mayor and you get a clear picture of the the state of the City of Sarnia. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112588894186833868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112588894186833868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112588894186833868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112588894186833868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/justice-is-truth-but-who-can-you-trust.html' title='Justice Is Truth But Who Can You Trust To Tell The Truth?'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112586683330800525</id><published>2005-09-04T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:03:06.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New South Africa</title><summary type='text'>Are the wheels falling off Mandela's 'Rainbow Nation'?Also,Let me introduce Top Johnny from Montreal (choose Media and enjoy). I've been promised back stage passes and introductions to the trashy French background dancers. Pants, you're invited.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112586683330800525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112586683330800525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112586683330800525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112586683330800525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-south-africa.html' title='The New South Africa'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112580592777952465</id><published>2005-09-03T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T03:41:28.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Revisited</title><summary type='text'>After a summer of rest, the revolution is on again.  Fellow Lanark ‘ruralite’ and former NFU staffer Helen Forsey considers the calculated partisan antics of the one: The LLA’s proposed cure for what ails our rural communities is breath-takingly simple: strengthen the rights of property owners and ensure "full, fair and timely compensation" for any limits on those rights. Just how that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112580592777952465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112580592777952465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112580592777952465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112580592777952465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/revolution-revisited.html' title='Revolution Revisited'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112577278090177784</id><published>2005-09-03T14:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T19:23:48.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots of a Drive</title><summary type='text'>Temple of Rockwellian America - Cooperstown, NYThe epic Empire State Plaza - Albany, NY   Atop the Taconic PassMass MOCA - North Adams, MAUncle Mickey's Italian 'Yard' (Complete with Tomatoes in Bathtub)Medford, MAThe Mobile gracing Concord, NH</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112577278090177784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112577278090177784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112577278090177784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112577278090177784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/09/snapshots-of-drive.html' title='Snapshots of a Drive'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112492132465732557</id><published>2005-08-24T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:25:17.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost Life-Like</title><summary type='text'>It gives me sincere pleasure to note that I have not 'blogged' in a fair while... vacations, booze and patios coupled with a healthy dose of luddism being the prime culprits. Given the seven months of absolute frigidity that this city bestows, I just could never stomach the idea of sitting before a radiating box while the sun is shining, the nights are warm and one doesn't need to employ de-icer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112492132465732557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112492132465732557' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112492132465732557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112492132465732557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-almost-life-like.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Life-Like'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112284455899518745</id><published>2005-07-31T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T14:09:31.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Double Bill.</title><summary type='text'>Rarely do the Hogtown planets align in such a fashion as to combine the talents of the legendary Peterboroughian Washboard Hank and the renowned tones of the D.Rangers into one gargantuan blowout übershow. I dropped by on a tip to the tucked away intimate main hall of the Tranzac Club, where Washboard - in rock star true fashion - proceeded to open the show by going ape shit on his symbol-laden </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112284455899518745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112284455899518745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112284455899518745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112284455899518745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/07/double-bill.html' title='The Double Bill.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112233197928108645</id><published>2005-07-25T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T10:39:00.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Them Bells</title><summary type='text'>In the twilight of this busiest of perennial seasons of marriage, I reflect. Rigidly premeditated through the coldest of winter months, countless couples fuss over the most negligible of details in hopes of the perfect display. Imagined as the singular day when one can look back with yearning as a time with somewhat magical properties – the truth is often more realistic. Any day with so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112233197928108645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112233197928108645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112233197928108645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112233197928108645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/07/them-bells.html' title='Them Bells'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112111839944617813</id><published>2005-07-11T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:10:41.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the day.</title><summary type='text'>From Masteraid... the best in medical care.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112111839944617813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112111839944617813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112111839944617813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112111839944617813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/07/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-112049320755800152</id><published>2005-07-04T11:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:20:54.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess someone had to say it.</title><summary type='text'>Like the grandmother you remember so fondly until the excrement stories at family christmas, our ordained first lady of Albany Street had a few words of wisdom for the good folks over at 100 Queen last month."When am I ever going to have this kind of opportunity again to tell you how terrible the planning department is in Toronto," Jacobs said. "It is terrible, very terrible. It caters to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/112049320755800152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=112049320755800152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112049320755800152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/112049320755800152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-guess-someone-had-to-say-it_04.html' title='I guess someone had to say it.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111954187245847422</id><published>2005-06-23T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T16:50:09.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hee Haw Extravaganza</title><summary type='text'>Yay America... now everyone can have their very own hip 'Next-Generation' Technology Park. A sure boon to unredeemable dumps everywhere.Expect full-scale ideological hullabaloo to ensue.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111954187245847422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111954187245847422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111954187245847422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111954187245847422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/06/hee-haw-extravaganza.html' title='A Hee Haw Extravaganza'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111895967352088304</id><published>2005-06-16T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T18:22:50.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Piety or Hazy Brazen?: The Nature of the Summer Dress.</title><summary type='text'>With spring comes renewal. The landscape silently regains its green texture and we weary stacked urbanites sleepily migrate from our sealed cocoons to vigorously take over the streets. Whether club kids, dog walkers or patio gnomes, we all unite in our mission to stretch our legs and take in some outdoor air. It’s been the cycle of centuries – and one I am happy to see arrive. After endless </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111895967352088304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111895967352088304' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111895967352088304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111895967352088304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-piety-or-hazy-brazen-nature-of_16.html' title='Summer Piety or Hazy Brazen?: The Nature of the Summer Dress.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111794908616368874</id><published>2005-06-04T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T00:35:30.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Speak</title><summary type='text'>With moving comes sporadic internet access and abbreviated time for response - hence my tardy reply to a most interesting challenge dangled on the front page of the London Fog.Number of Books I Own: Approximately 2,000 with another 200 or so on 'loan' throughout the world. While the majority are on shelves back in the Townships, many of my favourites endure my transient lifestyle.Last Book I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111794908616368874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111794908616368874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111794908616368874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111794908616368874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/06/book-speak.html' title='Book Speak'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111671271776536248</id><published>2005-05-21T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T02:22:05.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unholiest of Violations: The Fate of the 'Mosi-leum'</title><summary type='text'>On the grounds of the Pritchard Estates, the most exotic locale next to the Velvet Lounge has always been the 'Mosi-leum'. Over the span of one year, this realm of soothing greens and mellow beiges was lovingly handcrafted by its once proprietor into an erotic den of high-brow impiety. Right from the time of its completion, the turnstiles never slowed. Visitors of all creed and religion traveled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111671271776536248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111671271776536248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111671271776536248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111671271776536248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/05/unholiest-of-violations-fate-of-mosi.html' title='Unholiest of Violations: The Fate of the &apos;Mosi-leum&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111639236035956214</id><published>2005-05-18T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T01:01:12.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Constitutional Monarchist's Creed.</title><summary type='text'>Who will not sing "God save the King,"              Shall hang as high's the steeple;              But while we sing "God save the King,"              We'll ne'er forget The People!Robert Burns, Does Haughty Gaul Invasion Threat? 1795</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111639236035956214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111639236035956214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111639236035956214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111639236035956214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/05/constitutional-monarchists-creed.html' title='A Constitutional Monarchist&apos;s Creed.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111613588973825852</id><published>2005-05-15T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T03:15:41.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Volvo Wagons.</title><summary type='text'>Your one-stop shop for all things Housing Bubble.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111613588973825852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111613588973825852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111613588973825852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111613588973825852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-heart-volvo-wagons.html' title='I Heart Volvo Wagons.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111561621624079977</id><published>2005-05-09T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T00:57:55.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Science of Short Sightedness</title><summary type='text'>A rather harsh view of the 'Creative Cities' initiatives sweeping the continent:"These 'cool city' wannabes are unlikely to be anything other than 'me too' copies of hipper, more alluring places. It would make more sense for these cities to work on the basics--public safety, education, regulations, taxes, sanitation--so they could woo entrepreneurs and cost-conscious homeowners. The amenities </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111561621624079977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111561621624079977' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111561621624079977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111561621624079977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/05/science-of-short-sightedness.html' title='The Science of Short Sightedness'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111457723273561559</id><published>2005-04-27T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T02:04:45.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>80soft ™ Does it Again!</title><summary type='text'>Today I honestly considered purchasing this exciting game of chance. Given the inordinate quantities of repetitive bullshit I've been reading from the armchair folks, one feels compelled to waste all of one's time by adding yet another useless diatribe to the bursting trough - if only for a minute. Unsurprisingly, this treasure - direct from HQ - is about the only interesting find of note today..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111457723273561559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111457723273561559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111457723273561559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111457723273561559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/04/80soft-does-it-again.html' title='80soft ™ Does it Again!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111415024186687391</id><published>2005-04-22T02:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T01:48:42.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, This Is a Senseless Waste of Type.</title><summary type='text'>While the nation is all wrapped up in this Gomery shenanigans, my thoughts are drawn to more significant matters. Today marks the 90th anniversary of the first poison gas attack. In the depths of the stalemate of the First World War, the German high command desperately ordered the release of 160 tons of chlorine gas into the French trenches at Yrpes. In what quickly became a common practice of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111415024186687391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111415024186687391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111415024186687391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111415024186687391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/04/alas-this-is-senseless-waste-of-type.html' title='Alas, This Is a Senseless Waste of Type.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111363156112646402</id><published>2005-04-16T02:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:25:58.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quit Bustin' My Balls Already!"</title><summary type='text'>Graffiti. Dundas West Subway Station.  Toronto, Ontario.  05/04/16</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111363156112646402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111363156112646402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111363156112646402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111363156112646402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/04/quit-bustin-my-balls-already.html' title='&quot;Quit Bustin&apos; My Balls Already!&quot;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111328167922787503</id><published>2005-04-12T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T01:34:58.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail Scientor!</title><summary type='text'>Well, I did it today. I was felling rambunctious as I passed by the corner of St. Mary's and Yonge and dropped in to see what the hubbub was all about... without backup.  Dick Giro went in and took the Oxford Capacity AnalysisTM (OCATM) personality test. Take it for yourself... no pressure."If you are not happy with your life, you can find out why."  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111328167922787503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111328167922787503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111328167922787503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111328167922787503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/04/hail-scientor.html' title='Hail Scientor!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111309598407062203</id><published>2005-04-09T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:19:33.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Techno: Detroit's Gift to the World'</title><summary type='text'>Documenting the rise and reach of the Detroit Sound (from Glasgow no less) through dissertation and mp3.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111309598407062203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111309598407062203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111309598407062203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111309598407062203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/04/techno-detroits-gift-to-world.html' title='&apos;Techno: Detroit&apos;s Gift to the World&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111233256585372007</id><published>2005-03-31T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:07:48.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of Sanitized Urban.</title><summary type='text'>Ever since the tender age of 16, I've had a penchant for the dive bar. I'm not really sure why, it just fits my working class upbringing I suppose. I'm not talking about those endless pseudo trucker cap places that pass for 'edge' in the new culture that proliferates downtown; I'm talking about that local booze joint down the street any self-respecting 'careerizing urbanite' would never dare </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111233256585372007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111233256585372007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111233256585372007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111233256585372007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/cult-of-sanitized-urban.html' title='The Cult of Sanitized Urban.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111198806928938519</id><published>2005-03-28T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:38:57.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Municipalis Non Grata'</title><summary type='text'>Centralia Pennsylvania has been burning continuously since 1962 and is projected to burn nearly a thousand more years more.   Some locals hold out undaunted.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111198806928938519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111198806928938519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111198806928938519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111198806928938519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/municipalis-non-grata.html' title='&apos;Municipalis Non Grata&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111191169706723207</id><published>2005-03-27T03:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T14:05:26.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Fans</title><summary type='text'>Raising your childhood daughter is tough business.  While John may have had that refined edge concerning the whole matter, is this method perhaps the most effective?The sad point is that no one watched his redeeming comeback - including myself - because it was formula pap.  On the contrary, everyone at one point or another has spent a rainy random Saturday afternoon watching that perennial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111191169706723207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111191169706723207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111191169706723207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111191169706723207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/for-fans.html' title='For the Fans'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111155317639546223</id><published>2005-03-22T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:50:15.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Booklog2</title><summary type='text'>Jane Jacobs - The Death and Life of Great American Cities, p.243A diversified mixture of uses at some place in the city becomes outstandingly popular and successful as a whole. Because of the location's success, which is invariably based on flourishing and magnetic diversity, ardent competition for space in this location develops... The winners in the competition for space will represent only a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111155317639546223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111155317639546223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111155317639546223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111155317639546223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/booklog2.html' title='Booklog2'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111155121136556495</id><published>2005-03-22T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:41:27.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sentiments Exactly.</title><summary type='text'>Second Floor Apartment, Richmond St. at York St.,  London, Ontario. 05/03/22</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111155121136556495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111155121136556495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111155121136556495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111155121136556495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-sentiments-exactly.html' title='My Sentiments Exactly.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111112289279588579</id><published>2005-03-17T23:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:00:23.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Diary'.</title><summary type='text'>Living vicariously through the lens of Brian Battjer, jr.     From male stripping (‘we did it for science’) to girls schools (‘the “coming out” debauchery’), he puts the whole New   York hipster experience into perspective.     It’s shit like this that makes the net bearable. (Spidered via Google Images and What I See).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111112289279588579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111112289279588579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111112289279588579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111112289279588579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/diary.html' title='The &apos;Diary&apos;.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111103526519867062</id><published>2005-03-16T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:47:16.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Someday Children Everywhere Will Thanka Me!'</title><summary type='text'>Thank Goodness for Chef Boyardee! (via Metafilter)A folk Hero to I-talians everyhwere!"Boiardi's spaghetti sauce soon became famous throughout Cleveland, and his restaurant patrons began asking him for extra portions of sauce to take home with them, which he doled out in milk bottles. Demand for his spaghetti sauce grew so large that he started producing it in an adjacent loft and selling it with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111103526519867062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111103526519867062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111103526519867062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111103526519867062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/someday-children-everywhere-will.html' title='&apos;Someday Children Everywhere Will Thanka Me!&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111074566088408330</id><published>2005-03-13T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:11:40.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress... 'Toronto Style'</title><summary type='text'>Another victim of the rapidly materializing 'urban monoculture'?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111074566088408330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111074566088408330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111074566088408330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111074566088408330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/progress-toronto-style.html' title='Progress... &apos;Toronto Style&apos;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111050402677322529</id><published>2005-03-10T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:12:31.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rise of Hipster Bland.</title><summary type='text'>Fresh off his recent success evaluating Montreal (pdf), I'm finally prepared to entertain the works of our latest guru Mr. Florida.  Nonetheless, before making any type of Jonestownian leap of faith, the following must be taken into consideration:"These days every time I walk down, say, Rivington Street, on Manhattan's Lower East Side, or Fifth Avenue, in Brooklyn's Park Slope, I notice how the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111050402677322529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111050402677322529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111050402677322529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111050402677322529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/rise-of-hipster-bland.html' title='The Rise of Hipster Bland.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111025775186331972</id><published>2005-03-07T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T01:12:41.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadzooks!</title><summary type='text'>Ever wanted to travel in subterranean comfort from Long Branch to Rouge Hill - all the while knowing you can stop over in such scenic places as Rexdale, Downsview, Agincourt or Malvern on a whim? Nah, me neither - and neither apparently does our visionary mayor.  While I'm not too sure about the $8 zillion price tag, I do have full respect for the author's ambition.  I've literally poured over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111025775186331972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111025775186331972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111025775186331972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111025775186331972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/gadzooks.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://transit.toronto.on.ca/archives/weblog/2005/03/06-the_map_th.shtml&quot;&gt;Gadzooks!&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-111016560970254366</id><published>2005-03-06T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:21:25.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream, Ice Cream... Everybody Loves Ice Cream!</title><summary type='text'>After the Market.Helsinki, August, 2004.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/111016560970254366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=111016560970254366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111016560970254366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/111016560970254366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/ice-cream-ice-cream-everybody-loves.html' title='Ice Cream, Ice Cream... Everybody Loves Ice Cream!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-110981707891452263</id><published>2005-03-02T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:31:18.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motor City</title><summary type='text'>Proof that every great place has a myth?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/110981707891452263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=110981707891452263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110981707891452263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110981707891452263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/03/motor-city.html' title='Motor City'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492759466334290139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-110963727090087728</id><published>2005-02-28T19:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:44:19.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Greed is Good' and other Rationalizations for the Seven Deadly Sins.</title><summary type='text'>I've never fully trusted Economics for the simple reason that it leaves so much unanswered. Being nothing more than a mere collection of theories, I never could bring myself to endorse it with the Heyzoos-inspired belief of a little child.My largest gripe is the fact that envy is dismissed by a large segment of the field as a non-rational economic behaviour and thus is outlawed from evaluation. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/110963727090087728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=110963727090087728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110963727090087728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110963727090087728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/02/greed-is-good-and-other_28.html' title='&apos;Greed is Good&apos; and other Rationalizations for the Seven Deadly Sins.'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127309.post-110942566270640744</id><published>2005-02-26T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:48:50.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Va te Faire Enculer!</title><summary type='text'>Rather than use a slew of 'Kentisms' to make a point, here's an offer of yet another reason to love la belle Province.  After shutting down the only unionized store on the continent and threatening a soon-to-be one, the government finally makes goliath pay.  Unlike most jurisdictions where the regulatory bodies roll over and the unions whine, Quebec shows its distinctiveness yet again.I love it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/feeds/110942566270640744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127309&amp;postID=110942566270640744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110942566270640744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127309/posts/default/110942566270640744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://velvetlounge.blogspot.com/2005/02/va-te-faire-enculer.html' title='Va te Faire Enculer!'/><author><name>Dick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571085076674751463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
