Das eez kaput! Sometime around 2002 I spaced the entire database table that mapped individual entries to categories. Such is life. What follows is a random sampling of entries that were associated with the category. Over time, the entries will be updated and then it will be even more confusing. Wander around, though, it's still a fun way to find stuff.
Calgary police have prepared for recent home games by towing all cars parked on 17th Avenue after 4 PM. So apparently the main concern is not a city-wide wardrobe malfunction, but making sure the road is clear for fans to harmlessly drive up and down, hanging (their naked chests?) out of their cars.
estimated hospital emergency room wait times.
provide difficulties for readers to understand the information itself. Eh?
In its most literal sense, this means that the computer will draw me a map of every nation or street mentioned in this work ... and those of anyone else who wants to wade in, I'll be able to create maps like those of Moretti's automatically, showing the context of my own thoughts, my own ontologies connected with others, both present and historical, and they'll be able to do the same.
It would be curious to see what happened if you could ping, say,
the del.icio.us API
and return a list of
tags
for a given
URL
.
So, le Steamé has appointed Ann McClennan to squawk at
Tom Ridge about
homeland security
, Pierre Pettigrew to yammer on at the
US
drug czar about health issues and Irwin Cotler to debate
the finer points of legal theory with John Ashcroft.
Curious — to say the least. I admit to a nagging
sense that I may have to reevaluate my generally poor
estimation of Paul Martin but don't expect anything from me
until
after
the next election. Three or fours months of good deeds and
fresh
faces do not five years of governing make.
Canadians are well-known for making fun of Americans. Especially when it comes to the subject of how little most Americans know about their friends to the North .
So, it was sort of refreshing to be in the States with a group of Canadians as they tried to wrap their minds around the fact that absolutely everything is closed on Thanksgiving.
You mean,
nothing
is open?
Really?!
The
whole
country?
It was also pretty funny finally finding a place to get a drink and being carded with people who've been going to bars, without thinking about it, since they were fifteen. In other words, for a minimum of sixteen years. If you've ever wondered whether people from Québec are laughing at you, under their breath, while you scan their driver's license trying to find a birth date : they are.
Seriously, why doesn't the States just bring back Prohibition? I know, I know. If Dubya gets re-elected, they will but you can imagine what it was like being in Boston with two Montréalais after they were told that all of Massachusetts is dry on Sundays. No one asked me but Americans sure seemed to enjoy themselves more back when they drank gin out of bath tubs .
And it would be an opportunity for the Bronfman's to make some of their money back (modulo whatever complaints people filed with the NAFTA review board.)
Just in case there's anyone left who doesn't think The Shameless Huckster made a pact with the devil, what was up with all of the Oilers wearing Ford toques?
And having to watch The Great Sales Event's daughter lip-synching, badly, while the television cameras fawned over Janet's frozen tears was like a final, brutal, kick in the gut.
In fairness, had the game been held in Québec we would have all been forced to endure Céline Dion butchering Mon Pays . So we can't fault the good kids in Edmonton too much for that one.
(Canadianophiles, before they become too disillusioned, would do well to accept that our dirty little secret is a preternatural ability to export some of the worst performers in the history of popular music. We are, indeed, taking care of business.)
Him : I wish you hadn't sent me this. It makes it hard for me to vote for these losers.
It didn't help that Captain Junior gave one of those completely
forgettable
thematics
speeches, long on ideals and short on substance. In six months no one
is going to remember what he said but everyone is going to remember
Bono saying that Canada's got it in 'em and if nothing changes we'll
all know who's to blame.
I don't have much love for the Liberal Party of Canada but I
understand the so-called
art of of compromise
and to say that nothing good has happened on their watch would be
disingenuous, at best. I don't think any one doubts that they
could
do it, even on things so simple they stagger the mind like increasing
spending on foreign aid by a whopping 0.41% of
GDP
, but it's hard to tell anymore whether they want to.
So, if nothing else came out of it maybe a little public shaming about the amount Canada spends on foreign aid is the best we could have hoped for from a staged event.
A
funny
story about spending on foreign aid. Both the United States and Canada
(not to mention the Europeans) have pledged to donate 0.7% of their
respective
GDP
s. In reality, Canada gives 0.29% and the U.S. 0.15%. The best part?
When asked, in a survey, how much they thought their government
contributed to foreign aid, Canadians said 10% and Americans 20%. What
was that quote about falling between the shadow and the reality?
Also overheard during the evening:
Paul! Stop talking to your television!
That's the sound of Paul Martin playing Alberta and Québec off
of each other.
Am I watching The West Wing, or something?
That's the sound of Paul Martin rubbing Brian Mulroney's nose in
it in case he's thinking of running for the leadership of the Unite
the CRAP party.
Relax Sheila, no one's going to steal your bag. You're the Prime
Minister's wife now.
Naked ATVing. I recommend it for everybody.and then drove off again.
you just plug it in and it works. Rather than wasting a lot of cycles trying to socially engineer either camp wouldn't it just make more sense to provide low and high level libraries that perform the function equivalent of Tidy for syndication feeds? That way a tool-maker can simply plug it in to their application and get on with doing cool stuff rather than writing tag soup parsers. It ain't the purest solution out there but, frankly, whatever. If you really care that much you can write a patch for our imagined libtagsoup that collects data about bad feeds and send them to a centralized database which can then be polled for use with friendly evangelism.
I maintain however, that using [URLs] as names is confusing because it violates the niave users expectation that they're addresses.
I want to be able to keep up to date with the goings on of my congressman, senators, and I want Perl to help me.
...
Between the Senate website, and Thomas and WWW::Mechanize this isn't so far fetched at all.
Kaplan's concern is not without merit but how hard is it to rig the local subnet's TIA-box, I mean Cisco, to filter all the email packets and then pipe the output to the printer down the hall?Twenty years from now, if someone went looking for similar memos by Paul Wolfowitz, Richard Perle, Richard Armitage, and Elliott Abrams on, say, the Bush administration's Middle East policies, not many memos would be found because they don't exist. Officials today e-mail their thoughts and proposals. Perhaps some individuals have been fastidious about printing and saving their e-mails, but there is no system in place for automatically doing so.
something that does not work as it should
ex. That firecraker was a shosho.
Better than categorically fantastic.
ex. The taste is fantasmagorical.
Sobriquet \So`bri`quet"\ (s[-o]`br[-e]`k[asl]"), n.[F. sobriquet, OF. soubzbriquet, soubriquet, a chuck under the chin, hence, an affront, a nickname; of uncertain origin; cf. It. sottobecco a chuck under the chin.] An assumed name; a fanciful epithet or appellation; a nickname. [Sometimes less correctly written {soubriquet}.] web1913
sobriquet n : a familiar name (often a shortened version of a person's given name); "Joe's mother would not use his nickname and always called him Joseph" [syn: {nickname}, {moniker}, {cognomen}, {soubriquet}] wn
Rubicund \Ru"bi*cund\, a. [L. rubicundus, fr. rubere to be red, akin to ruber red. See {Red}.] Inclining to redness; ruddy; red. ``His rubicund face.'' --Longfellow. web1913
rubicund adj : inclined to a healthy reddish color often associated with outdoor life; "a ruddy complexion"; "Santa's rubicund cheeks"; "a fresh and sanguine complexion" [syn: {ruddy}, {sanguine}] wn
Somniferous \Som*nif"er*ous\, a. [L. somnifer; somnus sleep + ferre to bring.] Causing or inducing sleep; soporific; dormitive; as, a somniferous potion. --Walton. web1913
somniferous adj : sleep inducing [syn: {soporific}, {soporiferous}, {somnific}, {hypnogogic}, {hypnagogic}] wn
Enervate \E*ner"vate\, a. [L. enervatus, p. p.] Weakened; weak; without strength of force. --Pope. web1913
enervate v 1: weaken mentally or morally 2: disturb the composure of [syn: {faze}, {unnerve}, {unsettle}] wn
Meanwhile, Paul Wells is doing a pretty good job of walking the [please contain your weblogging as journalism debate to this small space] line.