Monthly Archives: January 2010
Flying flags at half mast is supposed to honour and/or show respect for the dead. The flag outside my work is at half-mast, but who or what is this honouring? It could be the recent tragedy in Haiti, it could be Canadian soldiers dying in Afghanistan, it could be an employee who passed away sometime before I started working there, or it could be anything else.
Really, I don’t know anymore. Flags are half-masted* so often now, it seems, to the point where I hardly notice it or draw any meaning from it. It feels like an exclusive nightclub has just started letting in anybody. So what’s the point? Either there should be some higher standard of “mourning” that merits a half-mast flag, or else it’ll just seem everyone’s constantly thinking about people who have died, which is really sad. There’s probably no god, so stop worrying and enjoy your life.
And please, when you do half-mast, don’t forget to put the flag back up! Even a week is pushing it.
I’m joining a celebrity death pool, where you submit a list of 25 celebrities who you predict will kick the bucket this year. You get points based on age (100 points minus their age at death), so younger people are worth more than older people. It’s kind of a depressing game, if you think about it. Here’s why:
When a player in my hockey pool scores, I’m pretty excited about it, so I wonder if I’ll cheer if someone on my list croaks. Maybe on the inside at least. Hey, I can’t be a model citizen all the time. Yeah, I’m going to hell.
I like how Toronto didn’t give its downtown streets names like 2nd street, 5th avenue, etc. I appreciate how street names give character to streets and neighbourhoods. Toronto also doesn’t follow conventions like “streets are NS and avenues are EW.” Yes, this can be a pretty helpful system, and isn’t hard to implement, though some streets just sound better with “Avenue” or “Street” or “Road”. …Maybe because we already know them, so a change would sound weird.
What Toronto does even more subtly is numbering. Haven’t noticed? Don’t worry, you’d be shocked at how few people know this. Here it is: Even numbers are always on the North and West sides of the street. How can you remember? One major Toronto landmark, Maple Leaf Gardens, is at 20 Carlton Street, at the northwest corner of Carlton and Church Streets. And the Eaton Centre, another Toronto landmark, is at 250 Yonge Street (on the west side). Now you know where to go!
I thought of who, if the situation came up where it might be considered, I would allow to have sex in my bed. To be clear, I mean that I would not be there. This isn’t something that I would want, but it would be like a good favour to a friend, under whatever circumstances would merit such an idea.
It quickly occurred to me that I would be willing to let only my best male friends use my bed. A total of maybe, maybe, 5 guys. I wouldn’t if I thought the female party was dirty or crazy, I guess, but whatever. It’s interesting that I wouldn’t really be cool with any of my female friends using my bed. Not because I like them or think I have some sort of claim to them. It’s probably an evolutionary instinct thing, to not let strange dudes mate where you mate. It makes sense, because it would probably weaken your animal status, almost like a power thing against other guys.
It’s weird though, that I know my best female friend’s boyfriend well, and still would be uncomfortable with that situation. I wonder what the true basic primal instincts are that control this behaviour and thought. It would be interesting to know how, exactly, this works.
If you know the answers, I’d like to know.