Archive for March, 2003

Show me the $$

Thursday, March 6th, 2003

I was just browsing the canada.gc.ca site when a window popped up - if I choose to participate in their little study, which monitors my activity on their site for 8 weeks, they’ll send me $50.

Hey, $50 is $50 - so I signed right up. Privacy Schmivacy. I don’t really know how much I’ll be monitored, but it’s not like I’m selling drugs or my body on here, so it’s all good. If you’re not doing anything wrong, you’ve got nothing to fear… right?

So for the next 8 weeks, I’ve got iDiary installed on here, watching my every move…..

Technology… huh.

Thursday, March 6th, 2003

So I went to this thing yesterday called “Careers in Communication” where I got to learn that I’d probably be better off becoming a professional student than trying to get a job with my degree. The upside was that I did win a door prize. A CD - Massive 2004. Not something I’d ever buy for myself - but free is good.

So I get it home, and start unwrapping it, and notice on the label that it says “Piracy Protected Software.” Curious, but not alarming. I put it in the CD Drive, where it proceeds to go “tick tick tick” and not work at all (It doesn’t do this with any other cd’s). So I put it in the CD-RW drive, and a window pops up saying it needs to install extra software to run this disk. Turns out it comes with its own player, and won’t work with anything else. That’s kindof a bitch, because I can’t mingle it in with the rest of my playlist.

But I wonder (since I don’t bother ripping cds) if that means I can’t rip it if I wanted to? Has anyone else encountered this, and is it the future for CDs?

annoying

Tuesday, March 4th, 2003

So I get up this morning, shower etc. and head off to school. I got on the bus, lamenting the fact that I forgot my discman, and headed up the hill. As I’m walking up the stairs to the West Mall I run into a group of people from my class who are heading back down to the bus. Apparently class today was cancelled.

Normally, I’m all for a cancelled class - but only when I’m informed by e-mail so that I don’t actually have to leave the house. The other thing is, I made an appointment up at school that would’ve fallen nicely between said class and tutorial. Now not only have I been up and down the hill for no good reason already (the total process takes about an hour and ten minutes), I also have to head up there for what’s going to amount to a 15 minute appointment.

Well.. things could always be worse I suppose.

World Class pain in the… ?

Monday, March 3rd, 2003

If today is only Monday, I’m not quite sure how I’ll make it to the end of the week.

Yesterday I decided to head down to the “Rally on Robson” to see the sights and perhaps partake in what I know to be (in my modest existence) Vancouver’s first organized street party in a very long time. It was total and utter crap. I think the organizers expected perhaps 50 people to show up instead of 50,000. I made it down the grueling 5 block gauntlet (pausing to watch the aerial demonstration show) and promptly headed home.

If you have never been to a street party before, you should know that the purpose of closing the street is this: so that people can walk on it (because the sidewalks are too small when that many people converge on an area at once). Therefore, it is absolutely not condusive to the atmosphere to proceed to fill the middle of the street with random crap. If the organizers had half a brain, they would’ve closed off all side streets for a block in each direction and had their exhibits down those - still using Robson as the main thoroughfare so that people could actually move. I think the attendees were more angry than amused at the fiasco - because the crowd seemed to be pretty lackluster about the whole thing (including the upcoming bid decision).

All I can say is that if yesterday was any indication of how the city plans to handle the actual event - FORGET IT!!! I think they’re quite lucky that the IOC members weren’t out mingling with the hoi palloy (sp?) - otherwise they’d be outta here like disco. Overall it was a good idea, but so poorly executed it was even beyond laughable.

Now - I’m going to do something I try to avoid doing too much, but for some reason (perhaps the hangover, perhaps I’m still drunk), today I feel like saying it. World class events tend to come to world class cities. Vancouver has made no bones about its aspirations to maintain and increase its status globally as a world class city. The Olympics is considered by most to be one of said world class events. I hear everyone piss and moan about how living in a world class city is so expensive and so unfair to the less privileged who can’t afford the world class prices, and how having the Olympics here will just amplify that disadvantaged situation. To all of you, I say MOVE AWAY.

I am a great believer in the power of one’s own personal agency to make their life what they want it to be. For example, I know full well that in my chosen field, the best job market is in Toronto. I do not want to move to Toronto for any period of time, so I will struggle through finding a job here and not complain about it, because it is a result of my own choice to remain here. I also know that if I wanted to spend less than $100,000 on a moderate sized detached home, I could move to Saskatoon. I do not want to move to Saskatoon, so I will not complain about the real estate prices here. What I’m trying to say is that to all the naysayers - SHUT IT. You should all go back to your Economics 101 class and learn the theory of opportunity/cost. If you want to live in a world class city, you must be willing to pay the price. If you do not want to pay the price, do not live in a world class city.

My god that was quite the rant.

/soapbox.

beware…

Saturday, March 1st, 2003

… the ides of March.

Now who knows what that actually means??