Weblog and Playground of Gord Fynes

I HONESTLY CAN NOT REMEMBER the last time I was awakened in the middle of the night (2:30am) to a coughing fit of my own. No, really. I can’t. Frankly, it went on so long that I was beginning to get a wee bit scared. Glass of water (cough, hack), mug of hot water (wheez, hack, cough, cough), quick, hot shower (hack, hack, COUGH COUGH) – aahhhh NyQuil. Screw the waiver/warning label – I need this shit NOW! (whheeeeezzzzz).

Oh, and I’ve also got some reviews for this week over at the Brain.

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Happy belated b-day, Cleo.

FOR THOSE OF YOU OUT THERE that actually read this stuff, you’ll know that I decided late summer to go back to school and start seriously pursuing a post-secondary education.

After a few weeks of classes, a “new” girl turned up that looked all too familiar. As it turns out, she and I had gone to elementary school and part of high school together and had been friendly back in the day. We’re talking, like, over eighteen years since we’d seen each other. Key-rist.

We get to talkin’ during a break in class, asking about so-and-so, whats-his/her-face, etc. – faces and names I haven’t thought about in years.

A couple o’ co-workers of mine had mentioned signing up at classmates.com, just ‘cuz. After all the strolling down memory lane as of late, I’ve recently done the same. I’ve never been one to keep in touch with people from days of old, although I’m tempted to sign up for the full package in order to drop a few “hellos” to some people and see what’s up.

TO FOLLOW UP ON YESTERDAY’S SCUFFLE with the flu: a hot bath, a farily good night’s rest, Dimetapp and a bit of vacation time from work later – things are much better again.

Right this way for the obligatory link to this week’s issue of The Brain.

Favourite line so far from The Great Gatsby:

It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.

I’ve even gone as far as renting the A&E version starring the lovely Mira Sorvino. ‘Twas the first version I found at Queen Video.

Adam’s got a Lebadgerine shingle happening which includes a 10meg mp3 from the last session at his place. Dig those Alesis drum sounds circa. 1989!

THE FLU IS BACK YET AGAIN for me this weekend. If it weren’t for hot tea, Neo Citran, Contact-C, plenty o’ fluids and the wife’s chicken soup I wouldn’t be upright long enough to type this. I could have resorted to using NyQuil but frankly the warning label frightens me. Nothing says loving more than homemade chicken soup, or Jewish penicillin as the wife refers to it.

Forget the presidential debates of the past few weeks – Jon Stewart taking on the dicks at Crossfire is far more entertaining, especially since what he said had to be said. Right on Mr. Stewart!

(Thanks to fellow Brainer Gary Suarez for the link on this one.)

IT WOULD APPEAR THAT AFTER a gap of over two months, the way-too-clever Dean Allen has resumed updating his personal website, Textism.

For some quick background, Mr. Allen is the dude that developed the CMS which runs this site as well as countless others. Noel Jackson‘s PhotoStack, a brilliant piece of photo organizing scripting, is based on Allen’s own photo section. Again, PhotoStack is used to organize the photo section on this very site.

Speaking of photo sections, I’ve recently added some new slides taken over the past week or so for your own private viewing. I may be having my first public viewing/show ever hopefully in January here in the GTA. If you’re interested in the show, send an email and I’ll keep ya updated.

I know I’m way late to the game on this one: the hilarious program Strangers With Candy has become favoured viewing around the house. Okay, for me – Laurel can’t stand it. I’ll now be waiting patiently for Season Three to turn up at my bricks and mortar video store of choice. In the meantime, we’ve got Spider-Man: The ’67 Collection to keep up the blue glow.

Happy Birthday, Miss B.

A’ight. It’s off to start reading The Great Gatsby for school.