10:15 Saturday night

My mortgage guy apparently works very late on Saturdays, which is good since we take care of what we needed to do earlier thanks to yet another “Mom crisis.” I sometimes fantasize about what having just one stress-free weekend a month might be like. I vaguely remember when weekends used to help relieve stress rather than add to it.

Some random links for tonight:

Detroit: A City on the move
The expressways of Toronto: Built and unbuilt
What grocery stores used to look like in Toronto (in honor of the project I was working on this afternoon before the day went horribly wrong)
10:15 Saturday night

Sweet sixteen

Kids who were born on the day I uploaded the first version of my first website will be getting their driver’s licenses tomorrow.

Damn.

All I ask…

…is for one fucking week with no significant heartbreak, debilitating stress, nor major decisions that will drastically affect the next five to thirty years of my (or anyone else’s) life.

Oh well. I can dream about it, anyway.

Videolog: Pate Filo

Malajube
Pate Filo (2006)

I really kind of like this band.

What I need…

…is more nights hanging out in the basement listening to Québécois radio and playing with my databases.