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Any sausage is good sausage as far as I'm concerned. Store bought are dependable, reliable, and as a result, can be a little boring, but are good in a pinch when you have no other option. But man, those artisinal sausages sure do come in a crazy variety of shapes, sizes, and flavours. Homemade allows for more of the passion and innovation of the 'sausagiste' (ooo new word!) to come out.
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I had very normal aspirations when I was younger...a veterinarian, a doctor, etc. So I'll fast forward a bit. The weird stuff started in highschool when a teacher recommended that I become a pathologist (because "I think you'd be good at that"), and my aptitude test recommended that I become an air traffic controller (seriously).
After university I decided that I wanted to work for some sort of international intelligence agency, tracking the movements and activities of global drug cartels. This is still on my job to-do list. When I grow up I want to be a secret agent. -
I know people are probably expecting a snobby answer here. I should name a top culinary destination in Niagara, or Toronto, or Montréal and cement my status as a complete elitist...but I shan't.
My favourite restaurant, where I could (and have) eaten every night of the week is: Pho Dau Bo (http://phodaubo.net). This place is the antithesis of fancy. It's quick, cheap, and somewhat grubby in a charmingly comfortable way. The meat is unidentifiable and stringy, and you just watched some kid fling the sauce dishes all over the floor and then put them back on the rack, but daaaaaaaaaaang that shiz is addictive. Beef balls, I know not what you are, but I love you. And the shakes? Fab. Horrible for you but fab.
Pho Dau Bo is my idea of comfort food and a guilty pleasure all rolled into one sodium over-loaded package. Total taste win. -
Honestly I really think that technology is the driving force at the moment and it ties in with and influences all aspects of our lives at the moment.
I imagine it will only become more pervasive in the years to come. My SO and I always have this conversation about how in a perfect world you won't have to own a radio, a computer, a phone, a cell phone, a tv, etc etc. It will all be integrated into one system. We're getting there already. Personal electronics are becoming more multi-functional and user-friendly. Houses are now semi-programmable. My iPhone is the mobile extension of my iMac and they like to chat with one another.
Integration and trickle-down to the general populace, although always a slow process, has been progressing in leaps and bounds. In 50 years the possibilities should be limitless and the notion of a global village will be defined by technological terms. -
Quick and easy...Threadless.com I've gotten them there for years and they never cease to make me smile. Often times the joke is in the name of the design, so the wearer is the only one in on the gag and that appeals to me for some reason.
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The Smashing Pumpkins 'Muzzle" from their Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness album. Although it sounds somewhat well, melancholy, I look at it not as a sad song, but an expression of the recognition of life and love. It celebrates the wealth of experience gathered over a lifetime and expresses the seemingly paradoxical joy and sadness that makes up every single day.
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I have three or four places that are tied at the top of my extensive travel list. So hard to choose between the exotic and the lovingly familiar. Right this second though, I think I'm in the mood for a little of Tokyo's insanity.
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Fun. I know that sounds idealistic, but it's an excellent guiding principle. If it's fun (legal) and makes me happy, I do it. When it stops being fun, I stop and try something different. If it was never fun, I try to avoid it like the plague. It kinda ties into the whole "life is what you make it" thing. When I'm 90, I want to look back at my life and see that I lived it for no one else but me and that I'm satisfied with the choices I made.
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I think it would be awesome to have a different perspective on my physical surroundings...I would probably spend the day walking around outside, marvelling at all the things I couldn't see or distinguish before I got biggie sized. Then I would find an all you can eat restaurant and demolish a month's worth of their foodstores. Preferably a mix of bad pub food and sushi.
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A small city in Northern Ontario, Canada where the snow is high, the scenery beautiful, and life has a feel and pace to it unlike anything I've experienced since. A lot of small town kids mock their small town upbringing when they hit the big city, as if that somehow makes them cooler people, but I think I owe a lot to good old S.S.M.
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The Decemberists. It took me a long time to really get them, but now that I do, I can honestly say that I don't think there are many (if any) groups out there offering such rounded entertainment. The songs, as basic noise, are catchy indie rock on their own, but the real treat is in the fact that each song tells a story. A fantastic, layered story. It's like having a quirky fairy tale sung to you by a group of uber-hipsters.
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Yes. Only because I know who this is. But you're picking up the tab for being so darn sneaky.
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Not even for a second. Dancing in public is strictly forbidden. Heck, dancing in the vicinity of a mirror is highly discouraged because then I might have to see myself. Despite a decent sense of rhythm, my coordination doesn't follow suit.
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Invisibility because it's so multifaceted. It can get you into places and situations that would otherwise be impossible but also get you (perhaps more importantly) OUT of places and situations that you're desperate to escape.
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