<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:39:33.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Artichoke Hearts</title><subtitle type='html'>The juicy filling</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-1603655986958616802</id><published>2007-08-14T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:56:21.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><summary type='text'>Well, it appears that I have almost completely abandoned this for facebook, but I noticed that a few people were finding this site looking for the wedding website (www.chaitonmurraywedding.com). So I thought I'd better put the link up. If you didn't by any chance notice the little tiny slip of paper that had the link to the website and the directions to RSVP there, it probably got lost in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/1603655986958616802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=1603655986958616802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/1603655986958616802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/1603655986958616802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-4590884450551072433</id><published>2007-02-12T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T18:48:47.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kleercut!</title><summary type='text'>Christy's got herself locked up at the Kimberly-Clark headquarters to protest their clearcutting of the BC rainforest.  See the photo here.  If you want to help her out, you can write K-C here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/4590884450551072433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=4590884450551072433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/4590884450551072433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/4590884450551072433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2007/02/kleercut.html' title='Kleercut!'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116923195221266272</id><published>2007-01-19T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T13:39:12.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When your mother blogs, you know you're in trouble</title><summary type='text'>You may have seen links to my sisters’ blogs that have drifted off the page, but I figured that it was time to actually update my very sadly neglected links section when my mom started a blog.  Not often updated mind you, but it has some lovely pictures.  Now you can keep track of the whole Chaiton family. Also newly online is my friend from King’s, Francis Wooby, now living in Iqualit taking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116923195221266272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116923195221266272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116923195221266272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116923195221266272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-your-mother-blogs-you-know-youre.html' title='When your mother blogs, you know you&apos;re in trouble'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116906436713516631</id><published>2007-01-17T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:07:06.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I've been gone</title><summary type='text'>I've got a couple of stored up mental posts I've been meaning to get to and not sure which to start with.  So because after going through the archives of this blog it appears that it's about 50% music obsessed, the correct way to come back is with a music post.  Although this past year, I haven't been the most in touch with what's happening, I still have a couple of favourites. So with little ado</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116906436713516631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116906436713516631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116906436713516631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116906436713516631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2007/01/since-ive-been-gone.html' title='Since I&apos;ve been gone'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116300498992891137</id><published>2006-11-08T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:56:29.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of silence</title><summary type='text'>Please.  Let us take a minute to commemorate the passing of a relationship that, in its too short flicker of existence, has brought so much joy and hope to the world.  We speak, of course, of the union of Britney Jean Spears and Kevin Earl Federline.  It is tragic that such a love ended in a such way. No one could have predicted that the marriage of this classy and talented couple would be over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116300498992891137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116300498992891137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116300498992891137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116300498992891137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/11/moment-of-silence.html' title='A moment of silence'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116283927783548413</id><published>2006-11-06T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:54:37.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party season and mushy pictures</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }		big green door, originally uploaded by mchaiton.					Any one in the general vicinity of toronto coming to the party on the weekend?  It looks like it might be fun, although I'm not going to take any credit/blame, as it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116283927783548413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116283927783548413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116283927783548413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116283927783548413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/11/party-season-and-mushy-pictures.html' title='Party season and mushy pictures'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116216367912743868</id><published>2006-10-29T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:14:39.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Fed: round two</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }		DSC01915-1, originally uploaded by mchaiton.					Halloween this year got off to an early start.  I reprised my  K-Fed costume from a few years back, but I think either the man himself has been getting more popular or I did a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116216367912743868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116216367912743868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116216367912743868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116216367912743868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/k-fed-round-two.html' title='K-Fed: round two'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-116130468592679031</id><published>2006-10-19T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:42:57.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of movies</title><summary type='text'>I kind of knew that the song 'debaser' had something to do with the Luis Buñuel and Salvador Dalí film.  What I didn't know was how literal it all was. Seriously, I kind of thought the lyrics had some deep, surrealistic meaning that I couldn't grasp, but the song is simply a fairly straight, almost bluntly obvious, description of the movie. I guess that serves me right for not going out and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116130468592679031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=116130468592679031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116130468592679031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/116130468592679031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/speaking-of-movies.html' title='Speaking of movies'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115627635530113209</id><published>2006-08-22T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:52:35.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Tables</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }		Fancy Tables, originally uploaded by mchaiton.					The climax of the last couple of weeks was Andy and Karen's wedding, held at Graydon Hall in Toronto.  It was a really fanastic event at a really elegant venue.  Erin is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115627635530113209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115627635530113209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627635530113209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627635530113209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/fancy-tables.html' title='Fancy Tables'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115627482608530532</id><published>2006-08-22T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:27:06.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at Bruce Beach</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }		Sunset at Bruce Beach, originally uploaded by mchaiton.					Hilary took some great shots of the sunset.  And some very cheesy pictures which I won't inflict on the world.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115627482608530532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115627482608530532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627482608530532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627482608530532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunset-at-bruce-beach.html' title='Sunset at Bruce Beach'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115627372983305512</id><published>2006-08-22T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:25:47.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilary in the waves</title><summary type='text'>Hilary in the wavesToday, Hilary escapes the country to teach english to the English. But don't fear, because you follow her adventures in the newest chaiton sibling blog: www.hchaiton.blogspot.com.Hilary gets to deal with the fun that has become our new flying regulations. I think that the big change in the new regulations is that water, or nail polish, or lipstick, or what have you, is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115627372983305512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115627372983305512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627372983305512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115627372983305512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/hilary-in-waves.html' title='Hilary in the waves'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115470755810024865</id><published>2006-08-04T08:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:05:58.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Troubles and The Automatic: aka stealing from Matt</title><summary type='text'>The pictures from Matt's recent trip to Northern Ireland are amazing!  I'm a real sucker for landscape like that.  On the other hand, I think all the murals would freak me out a bit.I've been falling down rather disgracefully lately on the finding new music business. The descriptions of the bands from T in the park (now that's a festival!), particularly The Automatic and Captain, were very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115470755810024865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115470755810024865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115470755810024865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115470755810024865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/troubles-and-automatic-aka-stealing_04.html' title='The Troubles and The Automatic: aka stealing from Matt'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115462138928265661</id><published>2006-08-03T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T08:49:58.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just that he was/exceptionally clean</title><summary type='text'>Last night, after seeing "The Chairs" at Soulpepper, we got stuck in one of those brilliant thunderstorms. Lightening flashing everywhere. Wind blowing so hard, we didn't even try to open our umbrella. And we ran through the cobblestones of the distillery district-me hobbling with my nagging rugby injury through the thick rain that felt so good after the beyond ridiculous heat of the past few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115462138928265661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115462138928265661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115462138928265661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115462138928265661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-just-that-he-wasexceptionally.html' title='It&apos;s just that he was/exceptionally clean'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-115213243141975328</id><published>2006-07-05T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T20:57:48.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess this might be worth blogging</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } New York engagements, originally uploaded by mchaiton.     So this July 1st, Erin and I got engaged in New York.  We did it up real romantic like, getting engaged, not once, but many times, at sites all across the city (grand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115213243141975328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=115213243141975328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115213243141975328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/115213243141975328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/07/guess-this-might-be-worth-blogging.html' title='Guess this might be worth blogging'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-114226472957363109</id><published>2006-03-13T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:45:29.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all delinquents now</title><summary type='text'>Snow on the ground in Glasgow.  16 degrees in Toronto.  Something is amiss in the world.  But it's good to hear news of the goings on in Scotland.  (And of course the continuing adventures of Charlie in Taiwan.  I saw a news article out of the corner of my eye that said "Canadian songwriter: huge in Taiwan" one day that will be Charlie.)For me, my delinquency is partially explained by my escape </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114226472957363109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=114226472957363109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/114226472957363109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/114226472957363109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/were-all-delinquents-now.html' title='We&apos;re all delinquents now'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-112731754149771831</id><published>2005-09-21T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T12:13:43.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Okay I'll write</title><summary type='text'>It's the last day of summer and I'm sitting in some anonymous building at school abusing the wireless internet. I wasn't meant to be here today. I was meant to be at St. Mike's Hospital taking a course in transdisciplinary research and the health of marginalized populations (actual course name) but the bastards changed the course time on me and everyone else. I guess the benefit of this is that's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/112731754149771831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=112731754149771831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/112731754149771831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/112731754149771831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay-okay-ill-write.html' title='Okay, Okay I&apos;ll write'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-112303868910302457</id><published>2005-08-02T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:16:11.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>smitten</title><summary type='text'>The last month has been a whirlwind, a hot brilliant swath of fun. I'm having trouble trying to encompass it all, but suffice it to say, this may turn into the best summer in years. I've spent days at concerts (Neko Case, Black Eyed Peas, Apostle of Hustle, Jason Collett, Stars (twice), Metric, Broken Social Scene, Go! Team, Cuff the Duke, Arcade Fire, plus unexpected performances from K-OS and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/112303868910302457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=112303868910302457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/112303868910302457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/112303868910302457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/08/smitten.html' title='smitten'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111992682150927571</id><published>2005-06-27T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T22:50:53.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening too long to one song</title><summary type='text'>I've noted that both Andrew's and Matt's worthy travelogues have been noted by the outside world for their impressive photo and story boards of their recent adventures. And they are impressive. But what also struck me, especially in respect to my last post, was Chris' efforts at publicizing the wonder that was Debaser (now with the actual recordings! check it out if you're not near children or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111992682150927571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111992682150927571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111992682150927571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111992682150927571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/06/listening-too-long-to-one-song.html' title='Listening too long to one song'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111894828291507245</id><published>2005-06-16T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:02:25.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A is for death and pumpkins</title><summary type='text'>So I'm back in Ottawa for a few days. I've been looking through my box of letters and other memoriabilia. There's almost nothing in there past 1997. I blame the internet. It's interesting what I have in there and what I see there looking back on some of the stuff now. For instance, I have a surprisingly large number of letters from Sonia, for those who might remember. I thought nothing of it at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111894828291507245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111894828291507245' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111894828291507245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111894828291507245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-for-death-and-pumpkins.html' title='A is for death and pumpkins'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111872669255039915</id><published>2005-06-14T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:24:52.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><summary type='text'>I've been waiting for Andrew to get a little more done on his trip description before updating as he definitely will have the more detailed notes.  But in the meantime,  I wanted to post a few pictures.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111872669255039915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111872669255039915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111872669255039915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111872669255039915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111872649226508333</id><published>2005-06-14T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:59:56.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time in Between</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, after a trip, I read something that takes me back to the country that I've been.  I'm sure that it's mostly a coincidence, but it still feels special, like the author and I have done the same travelling, felt the same spirit of the place.  For instance, I read Adventure of Kavalier and Clay--a book largely set in New York and Prague--after a trip to Prague that started in New York.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111872649226508333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111872649226508333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111872649226508333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111872649226508333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-in-between.html' title='The Time in Between'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111526815524443558</id><published>2005-05-05T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T01:38:31.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One night in bangkok</title><summary type='text'>So I'm almost off to thailand.  Final packing done and room cleaned and everything. Should be leaving the house in under 6 hours.  I would say, like Andrew, that I'm taking a break but it would be tough to tell a "break" from "normal posting". Maybe I'll even post more than usual? Either way, you can assume the underlying message for anything in the next three weeks would be "having fun somewhere</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111526815524443558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111526815524443558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111526815524443558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111526815524443558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-night-in-bangkok.html' title='One night in bangkok'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111483454047049054</id><published>2005-04-30T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:17:53.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funeral coos</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111483454047049054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111483454047049054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111483454047049054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111483454047049054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/04/funeral-coos.html' title='funeral coos'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111481899253134450</id><published>2005-04-29T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:00:44.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. Fucking. God.</title><summary type='text'>That was my reaction last night to the Arcade Fire concert. It was one of the best concerts that I've ever been to and even though, by most accounts, it was not quite as good as the show that now I *really* regret not seeing them at in October. The whole lineup was good: Final Fantasy (who can get a little gimmicky with his looping pedal and is best when playing covers) and Wolf Parade (much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111481899253134450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111481899253134450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111481899253134450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111481899253134450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-my-fucking-god.html' title='Oh. My. Fucking. God.'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111324068802991856</id><published>2005-04-11T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T13:39:43.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The rebellion of the household appliances</title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd try something a little different. I've always admired the mp3 blogs and I thought it would be nice to do something that like. I have neither the taste nor the webspace to do it properly but I think I could do this on an irregular basis.So here's how it works. I've cleared out one of my gmail accounts "artichokes@..." opened up a message, attached a number of songs to it and saved a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111324068802991856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111324068802991856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111324068802991856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111324068802991856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/04/rebellion-of-household-appliances.html' title='The rebellion of the household appliances'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-111283004308322652</id><published>2005-04-06T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:42:14.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a pulse</title><summary type='text'>Two months since my last half hearted post? I really have some catching up to do, especially with the great photo laden efforts of Matt and Andrew.So, yes. I'm still alive and hoping to remain in that condition. I've been feeling a little burnt out and overwhelmed lately. I've got another two weeks of school left and two big projects to go and I'll be extraordinarily happy when it's all over. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/111283004308322652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=111283004308322652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111283004308322652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/111283004308322652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-have-pulse.html' title='We have a pulse'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-110771582377846825</id><published>2005-02-06T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T13:50:23.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme ci comme ça</title><summary type='text'>TravelGood:  I’ve booked my trip to Prague and then in the spirit of being in a travel agency bought a ticket to Thailand to see my sister.  Hopefully I will get to see Matt and Fiona in Prague and maybe Andrew might even join me in Thailand for a little while.  Very exciting!  I want to travel all the time.Bad:  Lindsay left to New Zealand to do her Master’s.  I mean, great for her and she’ll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/110771582377846825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=110771582377846825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110771582377846825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110771582377846825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/02/comme-ci-comme.html' title='Comme ci comme ça'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-110550994407870988</id><published>2005-01-12T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:05:44.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah high school!</title><summary type='text'>The recent holiday left me nostalgic for those fine, fine days (boy am I forgetting) of high school.  Anyway, I gathered the sad few pictures that I have and collected them at photos.yahoo.com/mchaiton. I promised roughly a year ago or so to start soliciting donations to a common "yearbook" so consider this the first step.  It'd be nice to have a collection of real photos--combined I think we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/110550994407870988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=110550994407870988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110550994407870988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110550994407870988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2005/01/ah-high-school.html' title='Ah high school!'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-110377033173609529</id><published>2004-12-22T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T21:52:11.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to dance</title><summary type='text'>I'm all done for this term: last paper handed in, last revision to my book chapter submitted, christmas shopping done.  I spent a good 5-10 minutes spontaneously  after sending in my last assignment.  Oh, it feels good to be free. Of course, I've kind of been on holiday for the last few days already and it's been great fun seeing old friends and new and re-introducing myself to alcohol.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/110377033173609529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=110377033173609529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110377033173609529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110377033173609529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-to-dance.html' title='Time to dance'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-110274222285579214</id><published>2004-12-10T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T00:17:02.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, my uncle died this last Tuesday night.  He was 49.  It turned out that he had leukemia since 1996. My family only found out about it a few years ago, and some people never knew at all until the end.  Two weeks ago, he had a bone marrow transplant from an anonymous donor in Europe.  Initially, he seemed to recover from it fine, but the anti-immune drugs they give you made him susceptible to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/110274222285579214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=110274222285579214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110274222285579214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110274222285579214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-my-uncle-died-this-last-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-110015466265037277</id><published>2004-11-11T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T01:31:02.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluck my twanger</title><summary type='text'>This is the funniest thing I think I've ever seen on the internet.  Maybe my sense of humor is just less sophisticated than most, but this clip from a British children's Television show "Rainbow" full of "innuendo"  had me on the floor in tears. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/110015466265037277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=110015466265037277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110015466265037277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/110015466265037277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/11/pluck-my-twanger.html' title='Pluck my twanger'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109778789339544040</id><published>2004-10-14T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:04:53.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of the cousins and I at the family wedding in St. John's. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109778789339544040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109778789339544040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778789339544040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778789339544040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/some-of-cousins-and-i-at-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109778771442592242</id><published>2004-10-14T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:01:54.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hilary at I at cape spear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109778771442592242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109778771442592242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778771442592242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778771442592242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/hilary-at-i-at-cape-spear.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109778764818515521</id><published>2004-10-14T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:00:48.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking at stuff at cape spear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109778764818515521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109778764818515521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778764818515521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778764818515521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/looking-at-stuff-at-cape-spear.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109778753965640378</id><published>2004-10-14T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:58:59.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Family picture at the wedding on Labour Day in Newfoundland.  I got the picture where everyone looks funny. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109778753965640378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109778753965640378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778753965640378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109778753965640378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/family-picture-at-wedding-on-labour.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109763915311198938</id><published>2004-10-12T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:45:53.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Set yourself on fire</title><summary type='text'>The new stars album came out today.  Given that I haven't actually purchased a CD since July, it's pretty amazing that I hold the album in my hand right now.  It's still too early to give a real review yet.  It seems pretty good, but nothing has really caught me yet.  We'll see what a few listens do.  Look for them in a Canadian city near you in November. On the other hand, The Arcade Fire.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109763915311198938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109763915311198938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109763915311198938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109763915311198938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/set-yourself-on-fire.html' title='Set yourself on fire'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109725486077088278</id><published>2004-10-08T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T13:01:00.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Andrew!</title><summary type='text'>I just got into Ottawa, and I realize that I have no contact information for you.  Even your email is probably old, unless the bubbsfett one still works.  So I'm sending out bat signals.  Give me a call.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109725486077088278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109725486077088278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109725486077088278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109725486077088278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-andrew.html' title='Hey Andrew!'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109623111042161713</id><published>2004-09-26T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T16:38:30.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered records [warning! very boring running minutae involved]</title><summary type='text'>Today was the beginning of my race "season"--the first of the two half-marathons I'm doing this fall.  I was planning to take this one, the Toronto Waterfront conservatively.  It was supposed to be a fast course, basically flat along lakeshore, but not as fast as the mostly downhill International in October.  I didn't get as much sleep as I want, given that I'm not used to getting up at 5:45 am, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109623111042161713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109623111042161713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109623111042161713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109623111042161713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/shattered-records-warning-very-boring.html' title='Shattered records [warning! very boring running minutae involved]'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109590320751062619</id><published>2004-09-22T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T16:05:10.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I own a speedo</title><summary type='text'>It's not as bad as it sounds.  Update:The problem with speedos is not that "speedo" sounds bad, but in how they look.It really isn't that bad either.  While they are "speedo" brand, they're more like bikeshorts than bikinis.  I've signed up for this swimming class that teaches the butterfly, turns, and starts, and sets you up on a swimming program and I realized that I didn't have a bathing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109590320751062619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109590320751062619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109590320751062619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109590320751062619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-own-speedo.html' title='I own a speedo'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109539711804236696</id><published>2004-09-17T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T00:58:38.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not overwhelmed or anything</title><summary type='text'>I just realized the irony of that last title quote from Yvan Attal, "who hates french music" and if you were there it was clear that he is quite emphatic about this.  The irony is, is that his wife is Charlotte Gainsbourg. Why would that be ironic?  You may want to talk to her father, Serge about that.   Well, if he weren't dead.  I sense some issues here. Nearly finished the marathon that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109539711804236696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109539711804236696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109539711804236696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109539711804236696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-overwhelmed-or-anything.html' title='Not overwhelmed or anything'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109521742223937187</id><published>2004-09-14T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T23:03:42.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love france.  I love french wine, french food, french women.  I hate french music."</title><summary type='text'>Today's film was "Ils se marierent et eurent beaucoup d'enfants" by Yvan Attal, the director of the somewhat similar "my wife is an actress."  This was definitely not a heavy, weighty film, but very charming and funny with a delicious bittersweet tone.  Charlotte Gainsbourg is worth the price of admission herself.  The director was there to answer questions afterwards and the title of the post is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109521742223937187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109521742223937187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109521742223937187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109521742223937187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-love-france-i-love-french-wine.html' title='&quot;I love france.  I love french wine, french food, french women.  I hate french music.&quot;'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109504512704094294</id><published>2004-09-12T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:12:07.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New multimedia experience</title><summary type='text'>18 months ago or so when I was still living at my grandmother's house, I helped my little 8 year old cousin write a song and record it digitally.  He didn't play any instruments exactly, but he did, through the use of humming, communicate what the music should be, and then wrote the lyrics and the tune and sang it. I quickly mixed it together and added some highly unnecessary twidling over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109504512704094294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109504512704094294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109504512704094294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109504512704094294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-multimedia-experience.html' title='New multimedia experience'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109461058308092606</id><published>2004-09-08T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T01:19:01.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>One of the sensible things that Jews do is put the new year at an appropriate time: in the fall.  Maybe it's the years of ingrained pavlovian response after years of schooling, but there's something about the change of seasons from summer into fall that feels like a beginning.  At least, it makes more sense than the break between cold and slightly colder that we get in January.  A case could be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109461058308092606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109461058308092606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461058308092606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461058308092606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-new-year_08.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109461827120029282</id><published>2004-09-08T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:37:51.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rugged Matt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109461827120029282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109461827120029282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461827120029282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461827120029282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/rugged-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109461819692359939</id><published>2004-09-08T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:36:36.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Mull </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109461819692359939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109461819692359939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461819692359939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461819692359939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/more-mull.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-109461810764591459</id><published>2004-09-08T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:35:07.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clouds over Mull </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/109461810764591459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=109461810764591459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461810764591459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/109461810764591459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/09/clouds-over-mull.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108974003708170957</id><published>2004-07-13T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T13:33:57.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swanky new digs</title><summary type='text'>I gotta figure out how to do that Hello blogging thing so I can put more pictures up.  Anyways, y'all can thank Andrew for the spiffy new title.  Fantastic is all I can say!  Thanks, Drew!Looks like I'll also have swanky new digs in real life starting in a couple of weeks.  I found a really nice apartment living with this couple and another girl from Vancouver.  So far I have no suprise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108974003708170957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108974003708170957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108974003708170957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108974003708170957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/07/swanky-new-digs.html' title='Swanky new digs'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108941206816115349</id><published>2004-07-09T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:27:48.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From this distant star to this here bar, the me the you the where are we now?</title><summary type='text'>I apologize for the overdramatics of my last post.  I was in the midst of pulling my first all-nighter in years, writing a 5000 word paper in one day,  and that quote struck me as incredibly pertinent for some reason my 5 am brain only knows.  (No, it had nothing to do with my paper, it was from Barnes' History of the World in 10 1/2 chapters.  I tend to read while I'm writing--it keeps me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108941206816115349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108941206816115349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108941206816115349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108941206816115349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/07/from-this-distant-star-to-this-here.html' title='From this distant star to this here bar, the me the you the where are we now?'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108927799399765424</id><published>2004-07-08T05:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T05:13:13.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem is...</title><summary type='text'>The heart isn't heart-shaped.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108927799399765424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108927799399765424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108927799399765424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108927799399765424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/07/problem-is.html' title='The problem is...'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108733291262913481</id><published>2004-06-15T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T16:55:12.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is my birthday.  I am 27 years old.</title><summary type='text'>Nine years ago, I became an adult by the usual reckoning.  I wonder when I will start feeling like an adult.  Maybe I do already.  I wonder too about what my 18 year old self would feel about me, about where I am, what I've done in the past nine years. I don't think I would have expected the difference between 18 and 27 to be so much smaller than the difference from 9 to 18.  Still, places were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108733291262913481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108733291262913481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108733291262913481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108733291262913481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/06/today-is-my-birthday-i-am-27-years-old.html' title='Today is my birthday.  I am 27 years old.'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108665318750550281</id><published>2004-06-07T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T20:06:27.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heterodoxy in no particular order</title><summary type='text'>I have swam in the Pacific Ocean and laid in the sun on a Californian Beach.  I have gambled  in Las Vegas in a recreation of the Grand Canal in Venice.  I have given a presentation to some of, no strike that, the biggest names in my field, arguing a radical shift in perspective and lived to tell about it.  I have learnt that Santa Ana is in Orange County and that expedia.com thinks that Orange </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108665318750550281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108665318750550281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108665318750550281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108665318750550281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/06/heterodoxy-in-no-particular-order.html' title='Heterodoxy in no particular order'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108606597372932454</id><published>2004-06-01T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T00:59:33.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things that shouldn't amaze me</title><summary type='text'>The airport in San Diego has an escalator. Outside.  How cool is that? I ask you, how cool is that?   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108606597372932454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108606597372932454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108606597372932454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108606597372932454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-that-shouldnt-amaze-me.html' title='things that shouldn&apos;t amaze me'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108562607035206822</id><published>2004-05-26T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T03:53:44.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning! May lead to psychedelic Beatles consumption</title><summary type='text'>You really have to take a look at the Focus on the Family's new website.  They're the creepy people who are doing those "pro-family" (read: anti-gay marriage) ads you might have heard.  This website, however, called Plugged in focus on movie, television and music review, from, well, a unique perspective.  For instance, the summary for Beatles Anthology 1 reads in part:Now that the Beatles are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108562607035206822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108562607035206822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108562607035206822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108562607035206822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/05/warning-may-lead-to-psychedelic.html' title='Warning! May lead to psychedelic Beatles consumption'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108559498775179285</id><published>2004-05-26T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:09:47.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Artichoke pictures, etc.</title><summary type='text'>I'm still getting an alarming number of visitors (well, maybe half dozen a day) who come here looking for various types of vegetable porn.  This is despite the clear warning that appears in the search (now number 2 on msn).  I'm glad you liked the monkey helicopter picture, Andrew.  I stole the artwork from some kid, who had very clearly said that her work was copyright and could not be used </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108559498775179285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108559498775179285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108559498775179285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108559498775179285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/05/artichoke-pictures-etc.html' title='Artichoke pictures, etc.'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108475984924999885</id><published>2004-05-16T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T22:15:53.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>48:17</title><summary type='text'>Well, it has been awhile.  That means it's time for a list posting!Blogger has updated itself.  Yay.  I guess.  The most exciting thing re:blogger is the offering of the gmail account.  I'm happy with it, and especially happy with the 1000 megs of storage.  I'm using GetMail to forward my hotmail account, but it any of you want to contact me directly it's michael*dot*chaiton*at*gmail.com.  It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108475984924999885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108475984924999885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108475984924999885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108475984924999885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/05/4817.html' title='48:17'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108188473296252497</id><published>2004-04-13T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T15:36:02.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotless Wallet</title><summary type='text'>Last night, a very strange thing happened.  I was watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for the second time (so so good) in the Rainbow Theatres on King with Shannon and a friend of hers from work.  The Rainbow is a chain that shows current movies at cut-prices at the cost of the movieplex big chairs/big screen/flashing lights.  Anyways, as the movie is ending, Shannon's friend starts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108188473296252497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108188473296252497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108188473296252497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108188473296252497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/04/spotless-wallet.html' title='Spotless Wallet'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108088114337892631</id><published>2004-04-01T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T23:49:16.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free for all</title><summary type='text'>Yay!  mp3's for all Canadians! Someone should set up a kazaa like service for Canada-might even be an opportunity to get some revenue for artists.  I wonder too if musicians have a case for suing CIRA for lost revenue for not negotiating with Kazaa when they were offering a revenue sharing plan a couple of years ago.   Combining the legality of internet sharing with that report that showed no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108088114337892631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108088114337892631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108088114337892631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108088114337892631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/04/free-for-all.html' title='Free for all'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-108087487085620929</id><published>2004-04-01T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T22:04:45.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral fixation</title><summary type='text'>So I was reading the Star a few days ago, and was promoted to write a letter to the editor.  Which issue so drove me that I was prompted to put fingers to keyboards?  Issues of terrorism, nationally important policies?  Nay.  Oral sex.In the March 30 article entitled “Oral sex is as risky and intimate as any other,” Vanessa Chris appears to suggest that intercourse is a preferable alternative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/108087487085620929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=108087487085620929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108087487085620929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/108087487085620929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/04/oral-fixation.html' title='Oral fixation'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107842252237182879</id><published>2004-03-04T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T12:51:38.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All you can drink</title><summary type='text'>Sara responds to my post below.  Particularly, the part about suggesting the resort in the Caribbean or Mexico.  She says that all inclusive resorts are bad for so so many reasons.  I agree.  I've never been to an all-inclusive resort, nor even to a country that relies upon them like the Caribbean or Mexico and I have no desire to.  Even from a purely selfish personal travel standpoint, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107842252237182879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107842252237182879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107842252237182879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107842252237182879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/03/all-you-can-drink.html' title='All you can drink'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107828938275942206</id><published>2004-03-02T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T00:56:29.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And they said that the lines for the MRI were long</title><summary type='text'>I get back from my little jaunt to snowy and cold Arizona (unfortunately true in my case) and find that many things have changed here.  Well, by many things, I'm remarking on Andrew's recent run of excellent posts.  I think we can safely say that it is not North America that is responsible for the lack of posting!As for the deeper point--Should Andrew travel?--the facetious answer is "Yes, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107828938275942206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107828938275942206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107828938275942206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107828938275942206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/03/and-they-said-that-lines-for-mri-were.html' title='And they said that the lines for the MRI were long'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107638660329107571</id><published>2004-02-09T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:19:08.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new centre of the universe...Saskatchewan??</title><summary type='text'>Serves me right for my Toronto-centric gloating.  The pixies have announced their tour dates.  And they're not coming anywhere near Toronto.  But, for some unknown reason,  they are playing in both Regina and Saskatoon.  Two cities in a twelve city tour in Saskatchewan.  What's going on here?  I'm feeling the eastern alienation here.  Maybe T in the park will be the best chance to catch them.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107638660329107571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107638660329107571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107638660329107571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107638660329107571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/02/new-centre-of-universesaskatchewan.html' title='The new centre of the universe...Saskatchewan??'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107627344446635877</id><published>2004-02-08T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:53:08.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, picture, more music</title><summary type='text'>By the way, if you want another more coherent review of the wren's concert, check out Chromewaves (somehow connected to the GPC, I think).  It's an excellent site in general and he also hosts interesting music--this week's mp3 is a cover of "Crazy in Love" by the Snow patrol that is very much worth checking out.  And on that note, I'm going to re-plug "Fluxblog" for its daily mp3 download.  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107627344446635877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107627344446635877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107627344446635877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107627344446635877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/02/music-picture-more-music.html' title='Music, picture, more music'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107626699704333280</id><published>2004-02-08T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T14:59:08.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the monkeys they promised me?</title><summary type='text'>First things first...Pixies tour confirmed with 11 dates in North America and how much do you want to bet that "North America" means "The U.S. plus Toronto."  The ROC are all suckers!Anyways, it's a bit of a shame that Andrew and I are dragging down the mean here and have been taking to blog at the astounding rate of one per month. (Although Andrew is past due for his update... I'm still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107626699704333280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107626699704333280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107626699704333280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107626699704333280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/02/where-are-monkeys-they-promised-me.html' title='Where are the monkeys they promised me?'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107354414828587162</id><published>2004-01-08T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T01:44:09.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne'er brought to mind</title><summary type='text'>By popular request, another post has been demanded of me.  By popular request, of course, I mean Lindsay.  Andrew's own return to fine form is also inspiration as well as Matt's continued prowess with the page.  So I have a confession to make: last night I rented a "video", if you know what I mean.  I've done it before a few times, and I can't promise that I won't do it again.  I was all by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107354414828587162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107354414828587162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107354414828587162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107354414828587162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2004/01/neer-brought-to-mind.html' title='Ne&apos;er brought to mind'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107111633856874794</id><published>2003-12-10T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T23:20:03.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck chairs and viruses</title><summary type='text'>I heard an interesting rumor yesterday at the epi society year-end christmas shindig.  This is just a rumor remember.  But the jist of it was that there was some confusion over the huge rate of transmission of SARS inside hospitals--and yet almost nothing outside of them.  One possible answer was that SARS *did* sweep through the Toronto population and that hundreds of people did get sick from it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107111633856874794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107111633856874794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107111633856874794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107111633856874794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/12/deck-chairs-and-viruses.html' title='Deck chairs and viruses'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107051211246416361</id><published>2003-12-03T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T01:44:59.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the snake finally eats its tail</title><summary type='text'>One of the interesting things about the new Taddle Creek mag is that it closes a little circle of sorts including works from one-blog removed Jay Pinkerton and one-room removed Rachelle.  An interesting thing about Rachelle's piece, which incidentally is one of the grossest, naseous-inducing things I've ever seen (and I mean that in the best way), is that it's a true story.  She does apparently</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107051211246416361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107051211246416361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107051211246416361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107051211246416361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/12/and-snake-finally-eats-its-tail.html' title='And the snake finally eats its tail'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-107042245220771435</id><published>2003-12-02T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T22:35:06.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Songs </title><summary type='text'>Since we now officially have another month to go this year, I'll take the opportunity to highlight 13 songs from 2003.  I'm not sure if it's going to be the best 13 songs, but really the songs that have stuck around on my computer despite various major wipes of the hard drive.  In no particular order:1. The Laws have changed-  New Pornographers2. Elevator Love Letter- Stars3. Streets theme-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/107042245220771435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=107042245220771435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107042245220771435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/107042245220771435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/12/13-songs.html' title='13 Songs '/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106991112525143806</id><published>2003-11-27T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T00:32:51.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We go to the movies</title><summary type='text'>Since we're talking movies here. I'd thought I'd add my couple of pennies.Movie you need to see:Bus 174:  Quite simply the best movie I've seen since lost in translation, and possibly the best documentary I've ever seen.  It works on so many levels: as drama, as education, as reality.  A truly powerful story of a former street kid in Brazil who hijacks a bus.  Shatteringly depressing and yet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106991112525143806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106991112525143806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106991112525143806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106991112525143806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/we-go-to-movies.html' title='We go to the movies'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106978706986320918</id><published>2003-11-25T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T14:05:14.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them sing</title><summary type='text'>If you're looking for a musical diversion, check this website in which you type in words and it plays back samples of real songs to make a new song.  Better seen than described.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106978706986320918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106978706986320918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106978706986320918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106978706986320918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/let-them-sing.html' title='Let them sing'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106977569503321318</id><published>2003-11-25T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T10:56:14.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I may like furry animals, but I aint no hippie</title><summary type='text'>I got an email this morning from Garageband.com.  It's this website where people submit their songs to get reviewed and to review other bands.  There's a contest thing part too, but that's so not feasible that even a good band probably couldn't do that well.  Charlie, Aaron and I had submitted a couple songs  back in the day and it took until now until the second song "crazy girl" got reviewed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106977569503321318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106977569503321318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106977569503321318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106977569503321318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-may-like-furry-animals-but-i-aint-no.html' title='I may like furry animals, but I aint no hippie'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106921498255912855</id><published>2003-11-18T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T23:10:17.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Do X, Blow the Borkenstein, and ...</title><summary type='text'>We was ripped off...How could such an original name just get stolen, right like that from under you. Speaking of bands, you can check out the website of the world's worst boy band, boysterous.   Then again, maybe you shouldn't.  Among the many treasures you can read the diary of the big tour with 911!  Notable quote: "In our dressing room we had mirrors with the light bulbs all around them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106921498255912855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106921498255912855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106921498255912855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106921498255912855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/dont-do-x-blow-borkenstein-and.html' title='Don&apos;t Do X, Blow the Borkenstein, and ...'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106911625657674741</id><published>2003-11-17T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:44:49.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inquiring minds want to know..</title><summary type='text'>Metric tour dates!with Broken Social Scene...12/04/03 Toronto, ON  The Phoenix 12/05/03 Montreal, PQ Caberet Du Plateau12/06/03 Ottawa, ON  The Capitol Music HallGood thing I was thinking of concerts.  I nearly forgot that I had Sondre Lerche tickets for this very evening!  Now to get a little homework done in a mad rush before I have to leave.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106911625657674741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106911625657674741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106911625657674741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106911625657674741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/inquiring-minds-want-to-know.html' title='Inquiring minds want to know..'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106870317547254849</id><published>2003-11-13T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T01:00:01.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to the website for the music, I swear!</title><summary type='text'>In yet another sign of the impending end of the world, this blog has got me listening complusively to who else but Britney Spears.  Forget about that forgettable 'me against the music' and take a gander to the the trippy guitar lines, cool string samples of 'Toxic' (Written by Ms. Dynamite's writer for those needing more motivation). I'm really getting into these blogs that offer mp3's.  Is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106870317547254849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106870317547254849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106870317547254849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106870317547254849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-went-to-website-for-music-i-swear.html' title='I went to the website for the music, I swear!'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106844501269899800</id><published>2003-11-10T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T01:25:54.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>By popular demand</title><summary type='text'>The lovely Miss Archibald has made a plea for comments on the blog.  Well, actually, she took a swipe at the 'coolness' factor of blogger.  So to demonstrate that I can, indeed, play with the big boys, you are now all welcome to give me a "shout out."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106844501269899800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106844501269899800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106844501269899800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106844501269899800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/by-popular-demand.html' title='By popular demand'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106831802017697180</id><published>2003-11-08T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T16:43:57.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the ant people</title><summary type='text'>I went to the Raptors/Mavericks basketball game on thursday and I can't say I was that impressed.  Maybe it was the seats--due to my cheapness I got the seats sitting with the pigeons in the rafters in the shadows of a looming luxury box.  Maybe it was the low scoring/low tension affair on the court.   But I think the real problem was the music.   Most of the music itself, per se, I didn't have a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106831802017697180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106831802017697180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106831802017697180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106831802017697180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/11/watching-ant-people.html' title='Watching the ant people'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106721701963315920</id><published>2003-10-26T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T20:10:47.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing in Action</title><summary type='text'>I guess it's time for an update, since Matt seems to have comfortably gone on vacation and come back since the last time I've posted.  I'm looking forward to Iceland update--I hope there are fairies involved. The last couple of weeks have been horrendously busy-lots of marking, assignments of my own, and my protocol presentation is finally coming up.  I like marking and generally most of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106721701963315920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106721701963315920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106721701963315920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106721701963315920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/10/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in Action'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106525162580085844</id><published>2003-10-04T03:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T03:19:07.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All the umbrellas in London</title><summary type='text'>I returned tonight back into the fold of the soft revolution.  Yes, it was the night of the Stars concert at the Horseshoe.  It was Paperbag records one year anniversary and everyone was having a good time.  The Stars were unbelievably drunk, but still managed magic.  They were so drunk that the look on Torquil's face when another round of Tequila was sent up on stage said " Oh my god, no."  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106525162580085844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106525162580085844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106525162580085844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106525162580085844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/10/all-umbrellas-in-london.html' title='All the umbrellas in London'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106504648529373298</id><published>2003-10-01T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T18:16:34.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you get a degree from these people?</title><summary type='text'>I have been amused lately by the quality of spam arriving lately.  The orginality of the spammers never fails to put a smile upon my face. However, I'm not certain if the latest offer I got really encourages me that they have a substantial product.  Make up your own mind:Ctaere a mroe prosrupoes furtue for ylursoefReveice a flul dipmloa from non accredited univeisitres based upon yuor real </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106504648529373298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106504648529373298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106504648529373298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106504648529373298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/10/would-you-get-degree-from-these-people.html' title='Would you get a degree from these people?'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106468747569564235</id><published>2003-09-27T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T14:31:15.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This ain't the planet of sound</title><summary type='text'>I have to give another plug for Kent.  I've been listening to them almost nonstop since I found out about them last week.  But since this week also marks the full return of my Kazaa-power, I've been splitting my music listening time with a few other bands.  Travis have a new album 12 memories coming out soon.  I have to report that it's what you would expect from them.  Which is both a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106468747569564235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106468747569564235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106468747569564235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106468747569564235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/this-aint-planet-of-sound.html' title='This ain&apos;t the planet of sound'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106451624110565104</id><published>2003-09-25T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T14:57:20.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot enough for you</title><summary type='text'>Looks like the GPC guy checked his technorati links and found Matt again.  The little internet grows smaller still.  Of course, I need to apologize for my typo, because as everyone knows, it's not enough just to be saucy--you've got to be hot too.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106451624110565104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106451624110565104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106451624110565104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106451624110565104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/hot-enough-for-you.html' title='Hot enough for you'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106434531619320575</id><published>2003-09-23T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T15:28:35.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from looking into the sunTake care, rogers.com.  I will miss your ways.  But all three (3) of my readers should tranfer their links to www.chaiton.blogspot.com in light of the pending disappearrance of this website.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106434531619320575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106434531619320575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106434531619320575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106434531619320575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/from-looking-into-sun-take-care-rogers.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106427513228007913</id><published>2003-09-22T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T19:58:51.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stay all day/if you want toMatt's right...I do have mixed feelings about the impending re-union of the Pixies.  Most notably, I'm concerned about their new album.  There's a strong case to be made that the Pixies have never made a bad album.  Trompe le Monde may be weaker than the others, but it still has some classics and it may be the album to which I have the most emotionally invested.  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106427513228007913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106427513228007913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106427513228007913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106427513228007913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/stay-all-dayif-you-want-to-matts-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106377501887783895</id><published>2003-09-17T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T01:03:39.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my gollyIn honour of the upcoming Pixies tour, I will now be titling my posts appropriately for the next while.  As you may have noticed, my attempts to move servers were thwarted.  I have failed for now.  I have until September 24th when the little Rogers guy finally gets his ass over to my grandmothers house.  And Matt...you may want to check out the House of Sauce Blog.  Not only is it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106377501887783895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106377501887783895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106377501887783895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106377501887783895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/oh-my-golly-in-honour-of-upcoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106364308780603942</id><published>2003-09-15T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T12:24:47.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nowhere landI can't get the U of T server to work.  So maybe I'll just stick to blogger.  www.chaiton.blogspot.com.   And so it returns to the beginning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106364308780603942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106364308780603942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364308780603942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364308780603942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/nowhere-land-i-cant-get-u-of-t-server.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106364271132846999</id><published>2003-09-15T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T12:18:31.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Am I in Toronto?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106364271132846999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106364271132846999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364271132846999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364271132846999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/am-i-in-toronto.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106364261377731325</id><published>2003-09-15T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T12:16:53.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> On the Road AgainI'm moving again.   Moving webservers I mean.  This time it's because I will no longer have the rogers account, which is currently responsible for the awkward URL here.  I'm changing over to my Utoronto account, which should be good for at least a year.  Damn it.   Anyways, you can now find this here...http://individual.utoronto.ca/mchaiton </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106364261377731325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106364261377731325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364261377731325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106364261377731325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/on-road-again-im-moving-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106325729466901364</id><published>2003-09-11T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T01:14:54.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh. My. God.Just look.  Just go and look.Speaking of breathless.  Matt's post on running his half marathon made me all nostalgic.  I've been using the excuse of a moderately bum heel to not run for a while, but he's got me all excited again.  When I was in South Africa, I ran two half marathons and thoroughly enjoyed both of them.  The first, I was totally unprepared for--I had never run </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106325729466901364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106325729466901364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106325729466901364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106325729466901364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106311992364001788</id><published>2003-09-09T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T00:37:20.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blinding speedCongratulations to Matt, who finished his first half-marathon in 1:54.16 [UPDATE: 1:51](see http://www.run.glasgow.gov.uk/gsrhome/gsrresults/half_marathon_2.pdf).   And demolishing by personal best by two (2) seconds [UPDATE: more than 3 minutes. jesus] (see http://www.twooceansmarathon.org.za/ [year 2002]).  It must feel good.  Did those shoes hold up?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106311992364001788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106311992364001788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106311992364001788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106311992364001788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/blinding-speed-congratulations-to-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106308256881473575</id><published>2003-09-09T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T00:42:48.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"sex and violence"I just got back from the last movie since, well, crash that was so full of pretentious sex and violence.  Yes, it was definately a Toronto Film Festival experience.  Complete with booing.  It was the North American premiere of Twentynine Palms and for the first hour, it was tolerable. A little slow maybe as we followed two people through a drive in the desert, but with some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106308256881473575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106308256881473575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106308256881473575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106308256881473575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/sex-and-violence-i-just-got-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-10629527342880486</id><published>2003-09-07T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T12:38:54.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Run, Matthew, RunSo how did it go Matt?  And remember to give us your bib number so we can see your photo here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/10629527342880486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=10629527342880486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/10629527342880486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/10629527342880486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/run-matthew-run-so-how-did-it-go-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106278732060183221</id><published>2003-09-05T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T14:42:00.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lost in the darknessThe new year is upon us, and my first resolution is to be more consistent withthese updates.  well, maybe not my first resolution, but nevertheless animportant one.  Since I last wrote, I've been to Ottawa to see my little sisterget married.  I'm not a big fan of marriage as an institution, but damn it is agood excuse for a party.  I must sincerely apologize first thought</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106278732060183221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106278732060183221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106278732060183221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106278732060183221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/09/lost-in-darkness-new-year-is-upon-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-106095652315160246</id><published>2003-08-15T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T10:13:05.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Making the most of the true British? climateIt's getting hot in here.  Must be something in the atmosphere.  Today, I wake up to lights. Not usually a huge event.  But today it was an unknown if I was going to be able to flip the switch and have light emerge from that little bulb thingy in the ceiling.  It was a good feeling.Things are slowly returning to normal.  There are people out on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/106095652315160246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=106095652315160246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106095652315160246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/106095652315160246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/08/making-most-of-true-british-climate.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105979996379974772</id><published>2003-08-02T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T00:53:14.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scandal? Nay, Merritiorius.It was a normal day on the Stars' listserv.  "Lori"  asked the group whether they'd like to come over to her place and "see her put a golf ball in her ass."  "Carol"  asked "Thought you peeps might be interested in this other site. Sign up is Free and theres so many people and stuff to do!  Check it out. http://www.internetsexads.com"  As I said, it was a normal day, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105979996379974772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105979996379974772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105979996379974772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105979996379974772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/08/scandal-nay-merritiorius.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105979764918703001</id><published>2003-08-02T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T00:14:09.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tripping DaisyI've just completed my CD for the mix CD chain mail thing I'm doing.  For those who are interested, here's the track listing:Metric—Dead DiscoPostal Service –Such Great HeightsAvalanches-Frontier PsychiatriatryMagnetic Fields—I need a new heartLe tigre—Mediocrity RulesNotwist—Consequence New Pornographers—Letter to an occupantPolyphonic Spree—Soldier Girl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105979764918703001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105979764918703001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105979764918703001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105979764918703001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/08/tripping-daisy-ive-just-completed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105959304641660554</id><published>2003-07-30T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T15:24:06.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Happy Birthday noticeNot just a birthday notice, but a happy birthday notice for my soon-to-be married sister who turns 24 today.  I hope you have a great birthday, Rach!.  You can see her webpage here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105959304641660554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105959304641660554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105959304641660554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105959304641660554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/happy-birthday-notice-not-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105950137388746773</id><published>2003-07-29T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T13:56:13.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Swollen EyeballsA little bit of excitement just occured.  There was a hornet's nest in one of the bushes in the front lawn.  I haven't seen hornets like these one.  Huge things with black and white stripes.  Really evil looking.  Anyways, a guy came to get rid of it.  Not, you know, a insect guy, but a guy who does lawn care around the neighbourhood.  His idea for getting rid of the nest was to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105950137388746773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105950137388746773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105950137388746773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105950137388746773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/swollen-eyeballs-little-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105950093635703858</id><published>2003-07-29T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T13:48:56.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a Slow NightFeature playing this weekend was the Toronto appearance of Metric! I totally thought I was going to miss them, as I knew they were playing Hillside in Guelph with Broken Social Scene, which I decided not to go to.  But luckily, I found out about their concert (well, there was an article in NOW, it's not like it was actually difficult to find out about) and went to Lula Lounge.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105950093635703858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105950093635703858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105950093635703858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105950093635703858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/on-slow-night-feature-playing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105884659984789539</id><published>2003-07-22T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T00:03:19.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Letter from an OccupantThe search is over.  I have found my new leaky apartment.  Well, I hope it's not leaky.  I'm sharing a 3 bedroom flat near Christy and Harbord with nice hardwood floors and lots of windows.  You can some pictures of it (with the decorating "style" of the previous tenants) here.  It's also got this great patio on the roof--bonus barbeque!I was a little conflicted about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105884659984789539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105884659984789539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105884659984789539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105884659984789539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/letter-from-occupant-search-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105841425684065746</id><published>2003-07-16T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T23:57:36.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The emotional well-being of virtual connectednessI've been thinking about the quote in the previous post.  Although this (and Andrew's and Matt's) sites aren't technically livejournals, they certainly fufill many of the "prescribed format."  Personal expression in a public forum: check.  Hit counters to keep track of the lurkers: check (well, not Matt's, but if he continues I'll bet he will want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105841425684065746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105841425684065746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105841425684065746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105841425684065746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/emotional-well-being-of-virtual.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3678893.post-105840502022422823</id><published>2003-07-16T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T21:23:40.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does this describe you?From the stranger, a cutting analysis of the livejournal/blog thing:...These questions first occurred to me last year when I found out about LiveJournal.com, a site where thousands of people, mainly young, publish personal diaries that are updated often and read compulsively by fellow journal keepers and lurkers alike. Aside from the inversion of the classic nature of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/feeds/105840502022422823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3678893&amp;postID=105840502022422823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105840502022422823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3678893/posts/default/105840502022422823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaiton.blogspot.com/2003/07/does-this-describe-you-from-stranger.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08606379975702619953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
