Thursday, 24 June 2010

Hey Mainstream Media, I am...

Okay, so. There's this girl, her name is Jamie Keiles. She is 18 and just graduated from high school in Pennsylvania. For the past month, she's been running this blog, which documents her progress in living her life according to Seventeen Magazine for a month.

For 18, this girl is smart, and a hell of a critical thinker. She's picking up on things in this magazine that I still wouldn't pick up on at 20. So you should go and read the archives of her blog for some neat thoughts on feminism, beuaty, trends, media, etc.

But the real thing I want to post about is the wrap-up project that she's doing. It's reader-participatory! You can read her for-reals instructions here, but basically you take a picture of yourself with a sign that finishes the sentence "Hey Mainstream Media, I am..." and upload it to the flickr pool. I think you should get involved!

Here's my contribution:

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

Happy Blogiversary to me!

Three years. Three whole years now that I've been blogging here.


Thursday, 17 June 2010

101 in 1001 mid-month update

That's right, I've been so productive on this front that I need to make a post mid-month rather than just monthly. Sha-zam.

The first weekend in June, I made a shopping trip out to get new sneakers because the entire back halves of the soles of my old ones were detached from the rest of the shoe, which was rather, er, wet. And while I was at the store and in the shoe aisle, I figured I might as well have a look around, and ended up buying completing number 25 (Own a pair of sexy heels). See see see:

Perhaps not the best picture, but it is difficult to photograph one's own feet. They are pretty. They are also the second ever pair of for-reals heels I've owned in my life, and the last pair was purchased in grade seven (I do have a pair of wedge heels from grade 12, but wedges aren't really for-reals). So they're kind of exciting. And I need to practice my walking skillz. But I am pleased.

Last weekend I stopped in to the thrift store around the corner on a whim, and accidentally finished number 35 (Own 7 dresses). The one which finished the set is the most beautifulest dress in the whole entire world. I tried to take a picture, but my lighting isn't good and since I was using a mirror I couldn't use flash. So you'll have to take my word for it. Unfortunately it is so incredibly beautiful that I'm not sure when I will ever go to something fancy enough to justify wearing it. Which means I may have to obtain another dress before I can finish goal 34 (Wear a different dress every day for a week).

Thirdly, yesterday I was out Father's Day shopping at HMV, and I came across a copy of Meaghan Smith's album "The Cricket's Orchestra," which pretty much instantly led to the completion of 79 (Actually purchase a CD that I like instead of illegal downloading/groovesharking), since I've had an eye out for this album for months now. I have been listening to it pretty much non-stop ever since because it is fantastic.

I've also made more progress on partially complete things. As I mentioned, I wrote the LSAT, so hopefully number 97 will move from "in progress" to "complete" when I get my score in a week and a half. I've also read a few books, some of which I've discussed; tried a new restaurant; cooked (with roomie C) a new dish (grilled chicken/spinach salad with raspberry vinaigrette, delicious!); and saw one musical performance.

Monday, 14 June 2010

All Shall Be Well

A few weeks back I read a book entitled All Shall be Well; and All Shall be Well; and All Manner of Things Shall be Well by Tod Wodika. It tells the story of one Bert Hecker, who is attempting to reconcile his two grown children with himself following the death of his wife. It was a pretty good read, although it had an unresolved ending, which always drives me nuts.

Bert Hecker is a medieval re-enactor. Much of the book revolves around him losing himself in this distant past to the point that he can neither come to terms with his own past, nor engage with the present.

All that aside, though. Historical re-enactments are pretty much the coolest thing ever. I've always wanted to go to a Renaissance Fair or something. Also there was that movie out a few years ago, Role Models, where the guys LARPed. I probably wouldn't have liked anything about that movie if it weren't for the LARPing.

Point is: I think re-enactments/LARP is really cool. I would like to. But not really seriously intensely with rules and shit. I mostly just want to put on costumes and act like a different person in a different world. So I wish there existed such a group in Halifax, but alas, there does not seem to. I briefly half-considered starting one up as a King's society, but I so do not have the guts to try to start a group for something I know nothing about.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

Things that One Ought to do in Halifax

This morning I visited Pier 21 with a friend of mine. Despite having lived within an hour's drive from this museum the entire time it has been in operation, I've never visited before. In some ways, I'm glad I didn't. It strikes me as the type of thing you would hate as a child, and then since you hated it already you would never want to go back, or wouldn't be able to appreciate it even if you did.

It's basically incredible when you're a non-child, though. It gave me a whole new perspective on Halifax, and it was sort of an emotional experience. Maybe more on that later. The point is, while I was there, I happened to think that I would recommend it to anyone in Halifax.

That got me to thinking about what else I would recommend to anyone in Halifax. So I've compiled the following list, which I believe will likely be expanded as I do more things in Halifax.

1) Visit Pier 21. Learn about immigrants and refugees and hope and fear and new beginnings and tragic endings. Stand in the spot where millions of people entered our country for the first time. Imagine our city in those times, in those days; think about how different it must have been, and how it's shaped where we are today.

2) Take the ferry over to Dartmouth. Think not of the sewage beneath your vessel which we normally associate with that body of water. Remember instead that you are crossing the second largest natural harbour in the world.

3) Take advantage of our rumoured 'most bars per capita' to go see a good ol' east coast band and clap your hands and stomp your feet and bang on the tables and sing "Home for a Rest" at the top of your lungs. That's how we do it on this side of the country.

4) Walk the waterfront on a sunny day. Eat ice cream or a Beavertail or fish and chips or something else that's delicious and over-priced and not very good for you. Sit on a bench and watch the waves and the boats and the seagulls and the tourists.

5) Go to the Farmer's Market. Wander around aimlessly. Make good use of all five of your senses. Preferably do this in the next month or so before they move to the new location. I don't feel this way often, but in this situation I do: green movement be damned. The brewery has fucking character.

6) Go to John W. Doull's bookstore. Crawl over boxes of books, sit amongst the stacks, hope today isn't the day the teetering piles come crashing down, and peruse the best offerings in used books you've ever seen.

7) Observe either sunrise or sunset from Citadel Hill. It really is rather beautiful.

8) Take a walk (or bike) through Point Pleasant Park. Watch the people. Look at the sea. Listen to the trees. Read all the little plaques and signs and everything. If you find a hollow tree, crawl inside it.

9) Learn something. Halifax is home to seven university campuses, not to mention several colleges and technical schools and whatever else. I know King's and Dal both offer free public lectures fairly regularly, so I assume the others do as well. You can view student art work at the NSCAD gallery, and Dal and MSVU both have art galleries. There are concerts and conferences and a million different things that anyone, no matter their age or income or relationship to the university, is totally able to participate in. Broaden your horizons.

10) Go to the Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo. It's actually really incredible. So much talent, so much music, so much performance, so much big feelings.

That's all I can think of at the moment. Anything obvious I've missed? I'm looking for things that are more-or-less uniquely Haligonian (more as in Pier 21, less as in the waterfront). I have a few in mind that I think would likely make the list, but I haven't done them yet (I'm thinking Halifax Jazz Festival, Shakespeare by the Sea, maybe Halifax Pop Explosion?), so I'll add those if I decide they make the cut.

Thursday, 10 June 2010

L'Île du Silence

I'm currently in the process of reading L'Île des Gauchers by Alexandre Jardin. It'sa very interesting novel - basically about a man who's an awful husband who takes his wife to this island where there's a society founded by some French guys that is all about love and being a happy couple.

The premise in itself is interesting, and it's rather humorous, but the thing that strikes me the most, so far is the "Island of Silence." This is a smaller island nearby where no one is allowed to speak. It's where couples go to get past words and learn to read each others body language and get to a deeper level of communication.

I could live on that island, I think, forever.

As any of you who know me are aware, I am not by nature a talker. I am more than willing to let other people carry the conversation and just listen. Oral communication is just not my deal. I am all about the body language. Sometimes people are talking and I just want to scream for them to shut up and pay attention to my important and meaningful silences.

That would be absurd, of course, because if everyone was paying attention to my silences I would be too conscious of them for them to be meaningful. But the idea of having someone actually participate in a totally silent conversation with me, on my own level of communication? I think that would be amazing. I don't think it will ever happen - I think if it did I would be too awed/amused to even do it properly - but it would be pretty neat.

I wonder what we'd not talk about.

Tuesday, 8 June 2010

I hate titles.

Yesterday was LSAT day. I think it went fairly well, but I've found with all the practice tests that it can be hard to tell sometimes. I'll found out how it went in three weeks, which seems like an absurdly long time to have to wait for a mark on something that is scored electronically, but whatever. Mostly I'm just glad to be done studying and get on with the summer.

Now I just need to decide if I really do want to go to law school.

I hate decisions.