Of Brains, Cat Attacks and Soda

My friend Mark recently launched an ingenious new project called DomainBrain.

It’s the fun and trendy thing to do nowadays: getti.ng doma.in nam.es that look like words. There are lots of options, but it’s hard to think them up. Well, I’ve got you covered: choose a country co.de below to see all of the English words (63,324 total) that you could spell using them. Who kno.ws, maybe you’ll discov.er something you li.ke!

Check it out if you are curious or have been looking for a perfect word domain. Just don’t take vul.va from me.

I’ve allowed myself to become swamped with work, distractions and life during these past two weeks. There have been some very pleasant moment, but I’ve felt off track. I always take those detours from my intended path, as much as I do work to remain committed. It’s a struggle I hope to overcome in time.
I’m sure there’s plenty I’ll miss mentioning, but I want to get caught up and move forward in the few minutes I now have before I get any further behind. Let the time hopping begin.

Last night I went to see Pink Panther with Pegah, her brother and some of his friends. It wasn’t a great film but had its share of funny moments. It’s definitely a rental rather than one to see in theatres. The company was good, though; I hadn’t hung out with Pegah for a while, and it was nice to clear up some ambiguities.
After the movie Pegah and I looked around Chapters for a while before she had to catch her bus. I ended up feeling like a very inadequate bookworm because I left the bookstore not with books but with free weights. It’s not as if I don’t have plenty in my to-read stack, so I suppose I can keep my bookwormhood. At least I’ll be a toned bookworm if I keep with my practice.

Once I returned home I talked with a new friend of mine, Helen, and was kept in stitches for a couple hours. She’s an uncanny mix of strange, silly and beautiful, and it’s been a joy to get to know her. There’s nothing quite like having your name sung in impromptu songs, I’m convinced. Do others find my name sexy? I just don’t hear it.

If you haven’t yet, I’d like it if you’d take part in creating My Johari Window. I’m considering using it as part of a new identity-focused website presentation and I’d like it to be fairly accurate.

My friend Sara wrote a glowing piece about me, that I just have to share, because it’s just too ego-boosting.

Apollo is the sweetest guy and deepest thinker I’ve ever had the honor of meeting. I much enjoy discussing literature and philosophy with him, as I am always facinated and intrigued by his thoughts and literary work.
To descibe Apollo, is to picture and listen to the whisper of the wind on a calm crystal river, that’s located deep within the harmonious meadow. Listen to his words and speak yours. For within the meadow, there is no sound but a voice, that is my friend Apollo.

Keep in mind this was entirely unsolicited and a surprise. I can’t complain, though, it’s nice to have some esteem building compliments now and then.

Time for a rapidfire clearing of my list of sites I must share. I’ve been really digging the artwork of Todd Norman Guess (“Eros & Agape” especially). Spore looks to be the greatest video game ever. Buck 65‘s “Devil’s Eyes” video is one of my new favourites. The Imperfectionists have captured my musical attention and aren’t letting go. Inspire to Journal might be a good place to look if you’re ever at a loss for something to journal about and Craftster looks to have plenty of ideas for DIY fun. Digg has more interesting links than I could ever read, but is a good way to kill time. Oh, and I really need the pirate shirt at Ex-Boyfriend I’ve started watching two Vlogs lately; Rocketboom is a Daily Show-like news and entertainment show and Ask A Ninja is pure comedy.

Before the most recent video entry, I want to share my favourite quote I’ve encountered recently.

“People are like stained glass windows: they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light within.”
-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

Now, the video:

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