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a January 20th, 2009

  1. Out With The Old, In With The New

    January 20, 2009 by Gail

    A couple of videos for today, the first one by French Canada’s Mitsou, probably unknown unless you are also a Canadian who grew up in the ’80s:

    And secondly, The Corrigan Brothers offer up irrefutable evidence that there’s no one as Irish as the 44th President of the United States (JFK was the 35th):

    Well, in any case, Obama will be adding some much-needed colour (green?) to the Big White House for at least the next four years. It’ll be interesting to see what kind of political satire emerges in the meantime.

    The karaoke version is here if you want to know what the heck they’re singing.


  2. But Yams Are Healthy, Even At Midnight

    January 20, 2009 by Gail

    yams are healthy, I told myself... I used olive oil!

    I got hungry while working late, so I cut up a yam and made sweet potato fries. Eating fries late at night is OK when they’re a vegetable, right?

    Beano would’ve been much happier if I were eating tuna like the previous night. This is what he’s like when he hears anything that MIGHT be the sound of a can opener:

    I heard that, you know

    Once he finds out it isn’t the divine act of opening a tuna can, he completely loses interest.


  3. Toronto Irish Famine Memorial

    January 20, 2009 by Gail

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    It’s only taken two weeks, but I’ve finally uploaded enough of the photos from the chilly — nay, ARCTIC — shoot at the Toronto Irish Famine Memorial to write a post about it.

    Toronto Irish Famine Memorial: http://www.irelandparkfoundation.com/

    It was actually Neesa’s idea, but I was all for it. The site opened in June 2007, a few weeks after I moved out of the neighbourhood, and I had been meaning to pay a visit with my camera. There were three of us brave souls by the lake that Sunday, wrapped in several layers and bracing ourselves against the elements in the name of photography. I picked up the others at a designated spot east along the Quay and parked as close as we could get to the memorial. I’d read on various sites that the location is awkward, and it certainly is — squeezed in the green space between the malting silos (which have plenty of signage reminding you not to trespass) and the narrow channel separating the island airport from the lakefront.

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