man, this is a good bob dylan song. i don't know if i've mentioned this before, but the website the hype machine, is one of the best things indie rock has going. it aggregates all of the mp3 blogs out there into one searchable list of unradiofriendly goodness. why, just this morning it hooked me up with these great live feist tracks. yeah, so, check it out.

and now the real (and completely unrelated) point of this post, if you live in waterloo, and perchance want to play some pickup ultimate then go to gmail, log in as ultimateinwaterloo (password:frisbee) and add your name to the list in the first draft under 'saved drafts'. just like ottava. then, when there's a game of pickup, just send an email to the group and tell everyone. tell your friends (and the enemies you can be civil to on the frisbee field).

why does modeling only have one l? inconsistency rushes at me from every frickin literary side. now i begin to understand why people move to america. it is so they can spell words easier. words like 'thru'.

each day this week i have been listening to canada reads. each year the cleverly titled cbc show 'between the covers' (it is about books) chooses some famous (as famous as canadian book-loving types can get, anyhow) people to select a book that they think canada should read. i had heard about it before, but my friend lyndsay (h.b.l.!!) was the one who reminded me that this years addition was coming up soon, and that one of my favourite song writers (john k. samson, of the weakerthans) was defending the book 'a complicated kindness'. truth be told, i read half of the book before and gave up on it when it got to be hard slogging (not to mention depressive) around the 2/3 mark.

it is an interesting book. it is full of wit, and it is about a girl growing up in a mennonite community in the prairies. maybe i will give it another shot. maybe it will help me understand mennonite girls better. it seems like all of the dans are marrying mennonite girls these days.

but what listening to this series has really made me want to do is create. something. anything. songs or books or long and elaborate synchronized dance routines. i don't know what it is about this discussion that makes me feel this way. maybe it is just all of the talk about words and the power they have to work their way inside you, stir you to movement and change, shape the way you see the world. i sometimes get like this when i am around people who are brilliant musicians, or phenomenal painters. we need more art. i have seen a lot of paintings, and cathedrals, and sculpture, and liked them. but you would think, that after so many years and decades and centuries of people living and dying and creating all the while we would have enough (watercolours, architectural wonders, statues). but it is not so. not at all. we must have more art and new art and everyone realizes this. this is an amazing human truth. now, what to create...

for years i thought this was one of those uppity english ways of spelling the word 'panache'.

panacea, noun: hypothetical remedy for all ills or diseases; once sought by the alchemists [syn: nostrum, cure-all]

torontonians unite, on tuesday the ninth of may, and come to empire remixed.

you ever feel like you are just treading water?

today i went with steve to the heritage seminary library and i took out this book: american jesus: how the son of god became a national icon. a (better) picture of this float is on the cover. complete float story here. in fact, take a gander at all of shipoffools' gadgets for god (make sure to note the 'firebible'. now you know what to get me for my birthday...). oh man, you cannot even imagine what i would give for a jesus this big.