This blog has sort of sat on hiatus, while I mostly stayed focused on my Wordpress blog. My Wordpress blog, Tales from the Beer Truck, was a project I undertook this past year in school. I've since kept it going as a hobby. But I'm renewing my interest in Making Sense in a Rambling Kind of Way as I need a place to vent in the blogosphere about all the million other issues going on in the world.
I became a serious Twitter user during the race for this year's Toronto mayoral election. (I have no doubt Toronto will eventually come to regret the election of the Homer Simpson-like Rob Ford.) In recent months I've been #tweeting like mad about events from the World Cup, the already-mentioned mayoralty race, WikiLeaks and the Keith Olbermann affair. (I sided with MSNBC. Olbermann's a journalist. He should've known better.) Then there was all my outrage at what happened at the G20 summit that took place in Toronto in late June. Was I ever angry at the way protesters were treated. I am more conservative than a lot of friends, but it does not matter if I support the protesters' issues. It was their right, especially at Queen's Park, to protest. This is Canada.
But I decided it was time I try to make sense of things again, even if I'm ranting while doing so.
Showing posts with label Toronto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toronto. Show all posts
Friday, December 10, 2010
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Life Calls for Forgetting You Have a Blog
So I'm posting here about two weeks after my last post. Really, I've been extremely busy with work and such. I've also been focused on writing poetry and really haven't had time to bother with a blog.
I went to the slam on Sunday, right after about a foot of snow had fallen. I entered, after not thinking I would enter. I scored two tens and still didn't make it to the second round. Ah, the piece I did about working in a corporate call centre and comparing it to rape and sodomy is a piece you either love or hate.
Something I've observed about Toronto. Many, many people love this city. They've all lived here at one time or another. Many people absolutely despise this city. They've never tried living here. Long live Toronto. To the detractors, we'll be fine without you.
I went to the slam on Sunday, right after about a foot of snow had fallen. I entered, after not thinking I would enter. I scored two tens and still didn't make it to the second round. Ah, the piece I did about working in a corporate call centre and comparing it to rape and sodomy is a piece you either love or hate.
Something I've observed about Toronto. Many, many people love this city. They've all lived here at one time or another. Many people absolutely despise this city. They've never tried living here. Long live Toronto. To the detractors, we'll be fine without you.
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