2004-07-31

Whither?

Indeed. My life is racked with rank uncertainty at the moment, though this is mostly a good thing – I’m just not good at making life-changing decisions. Or rather, I am good at making them, but I am equally good at questioning them as time passes and the relative consequences approach. I’ve been given a firm job offer from a comedy club in Amsterdam that I used to work for, and I’m excited about it and it pays well, but I can’t say that either the job or the city is exactly where I want to be right now. (Though I’m not desperate to stay put, either.) I know what to expect, and I know I’d probably love being back at Boom, but I’m more interested in continuing to write and maybe staying in Canada. On the same day I was to let them know one way or the other, I found a job ad for just that – in eastern Canada at a magazine I’d love to write/work for. So, I’m desperately trying to juggle the application process for this new job while keeping Amsterdam as a viable alternative… Or, as usual, keeping all my options open and hopefully not having to make a decision for at least another week. If it all goes well, I’ll be staying in the country and doing something I love; if it only falls slightly apart, I’ll be crossing the Atlantic once again, probably in early September; if I’m able to mess it all up, I won’t be going anywhere – or at least not with the purpose of taking a cool and relatively well-paying job. Regardless, I’m excited – and that’s always a good sign.

Somehow I think Kamen may not have seen this a-coming. Though I daresay it does look like a bit of fun. (May take a minute to load.)

At least somebody other than Bush is abusing these things. Hell, at least someone is using these things. I mean, I’m all for reducing the use of cars and all the crap they spew, and hopefully returning cities to more manageable sizes – but come on people, it’s called a friggin’ bicycle. It takes almost no instruction to use, it’s available to practically everyone, and it’s efficient and cheap to produce and use. And, AND – get this folks – you can go off your ridiculously misguided Atkins diet and still lose weight!

(The Atkins Diet – I just can’t understand when it became more important to lose weight than to become HEALTHY. If technology can’t fix your weight problem (or, in the case of liposuction, perhaps not cheap enough to be widely available to all), some genius has to come along and prescribe ketosis as a cheap alternative to getting all of the fat sucked out of your belly. Never mind that losing weight is not necessarily the equivalent of gaining health. Or that long-term carbohydrate deprivation can make you dangerously unhealthy. No – don’t worry about that! Cause you’re losing weight people, and that’s how we judge your worth as a person.* Just eat a lot of cows. What a pile of fucking rubbish. GO FOR A WALK! EAT AN APPLE INSTEAD OF THAT BAG OF DORITOS! RIDE A BIKE TO WORK! Hoo! Look at me! I’m a new fab diet guru!)

*I’m too tired to get into the whole issue of self-esteem and body self-image; suffice it to say I think we live in one fucked up society when we blame previously advantageous evolutionary adaptations for how and where we carry our fat around with us. No, that’s not what I wanted to say either; ah, crap – I can’t remember now. How we disparage our propensity to store fat – part of the reason we exist at all – in favour of an ideal body shape? No, that’s not quite it either…too much of society and collective judgment etc and I can seemingly no longer make a syllogism…or argument…or compara-thingy…or what have you… Cut to relevant ingrained Simpsons memory: MARGE! Where’s that…metal dealy…you use to…dig…food. You mean a spoon? YEAH! Gimmee, gimmee, gimmee!

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