a look at my new year’s resolutions

This morning, I wanted to take a look at my new year’s resolutions. I remembered the first one but not the other two…

1. Lose some weight.
2. Stop wasting so much energy thinking how my life doesn’t meet my expectations.
3. Figure out if I want to write prose or remain in poetry.

I managed to lose these messy 20 pounds gained through 2007 but nothing more so far. I think I somewhat make progress about number 2. I work with what I have and care less about the rest. Good progress as well with number 3. As a writer, I really have been going through a transmutation over the last years. I always thought there are two kinds of writers: those who say and those who tell. I wanted to say so many things when I was young to improve the world, to fight all what needed to be fought. Now, more than ever, I think there is not much to say. But, at least in my case, going from saying to tell has been a slow process.

So… So far, the first half the years shows promising results in my head and… some results on my body…

outrageous news

Once in a while, news make me angry. This week, I got angry twice. First:

Dunkin’ Donuts has pulled an online advertisement featuring Rachael Ray after complaints that a fringed black-and-white scarf that the celebrity chef wore in the ad offers symbolic support for Muslim extremism and terrorism.

Just to protest, I might buy a kaffiyeh. But as they now mostly made in China, what remains of that symbol anyway ? Which make the whole Dunkin’ story even more moronic… Too bad there is no Nobel prize for stupidiy, because Michelle Malkin would be a wonderful contender.

And also that story:
High levels of bisphenol A prompted many consumers to toss water and baby bottles containing the controversial material. Now, tests conducted for The Globe and Mail and CTV have found high levels of the estrogen-mimicking chemical in canned food sold in Canada.

Is there anything I can do anymore and not get cancer???

Intoxicated

by the poisonous

words

doings

and belongings

Breathless

Strangled by my own shadow

my anchor

my tombstone.

john’s anatomy ii

Odd… Same ride than last week but it was damn easier… No break except for drinking from my water bottle… 2 hours ride instead of 3 and way less exhausted when I’m back… I don’t understand my body…

john’s anatomy

Both fascinating and frustrating: I realised that walking and biking don’t use the same leg muscles… I walked a lot all winter and then, my first bike ride is killing me… Then, right after another exhausting bike ride, I went for a walk to buy some things and my legs felt fresh. So I guess if I thought I could use my bike to prepare my leaner body for jogging, I was wrong…

national poetry month with be there soon – yay

Is the subtitle too creepy?

how to foil a terrorist plot in seven simple steps

3. The fact that you do not know any actual terrorists should not in any way deter you. Necessity is the mother of invention: if you can find the right raw material — a sad, sick, lonely, drunk, deranged, disgruntled or just plain anti-American Muslim somewhere in the United States — you can make your very own terrorist.

This is the tastiest sarcastic editorial I read in months, at least…

the face of boldness

 

Boldness has so many faces. Like this woman looking like Mao Zedong who told herself she would impersonate Mao Zedong. A woman impersonating a dictator who raised a communist regime still active and repressing countless people. Wow. THAT is bold.

can’t visualize

Vincent Lacroix, on trial for stealing millions from small investors had a 30 000$ payment (French article, didn’t find an English one sorry) on one of his credit cards for strippers.

I can’t visualize 30 000$ of strippers.

random observations

A 40-something woman comes out from a small pizzeria and violently throws a penny behind her shoulder.

At the dentist, a short and chubby man with glasses and wild teeth waits angrily for the late dentist. When someone asks him how he is going today, he answer he’s going home. Later on, the dentist provides him an expensive teeth-whitening product. Why do you want to have white teeth when they are wild, with some missing, and when you’re a short and chubby man with glasses?

The young and tiny woman cleaning my teeth frequently presses his breasts against my head. I can’t believe she isn’t aware of that. And that I’m not aware of that. And that I’m not aware she’s aware I’m aware of that. Greatest moment at the dentist ever.

A woman with a hijab is limping.

farewell, ben’s…

 

It was already known that the owners of Ben’s, the famous daily of downtown Montreal, would close the restaurant and sell it. Now, we know the new owners will destroy the landmark building and build something else.

When they kill my city, they kill me…

eeewwwww…

Last year, Chilean-born artist Marco Evaristti mixed fat removed from his body by liposuction with ground beef to make meatballs, which he fried in olive oil and displayed in a public gallery.

The least I can say, this is bold…

reversing alzheimer?

Mental stimulation and drug treatment may help people with brain ailments such as Alzheimer’s disease regain seemingly lost memories, according to research published on Sunday.

Does it mean I’ll have to give their money back to all these old people I stole?

feels good that coffee is good

Drinking coffee can help ward off type 2 diabetes and may even help prevent certain cancers, according to panelists discussing the benefits — and risks — of the beverage at a scientific meeting.

Wow now I feel like kissing a random Colombian.