signs of the times

Went out Friday night to the Nuit Blanche -- like a big late-night public high school dance, is what it felt like -- interesting, but vaguely boring just because it was so public. Good times, still. Best moment: standing on top of a huge snowpile (playing social coordinator on my phone) and watching my friends start dancing like idiots on the ground below.

New idea: open up a permanent silent disco where you can just groove to your own iPod (if you choose). A public dance space.

Today's inspiring moment: while running up the mountain, passing all the people sledding and realizing that they had torn down election posters as far as the eye could see to make improvized sleds. Sweet...

One km later we also found a huge mound of horsesh*t on a sign, piled right on the face of the liberal candidate. Now that the election is here, I don't care anymore... those neo-cons sure knew what they were doing, applying the hammer for a full 2 straight years before doling out the gifts.