girlie ate television

23.5 hours

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sat, 04 Feb 2012 14:39:00 +0000

The Age of Stupid

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sun, 21 Nov 2010 15:41:00 +0000

This is a great doc to share with everyone you know. Wow. Ow.

Some crazy facts from the film:

- If all 6½ billion people on the planet consumed like Europeans or the Japanese, we would need 2 more planets to supply the necessary resources.

- An American uses twice as much energy as a European, 9 times as much as a Chinese person, 15 times more than an Indian and 50 times as much as a Kenyan.

- China builds a new power plant EVERY 4 DAYS!!

- The same PR company employed to convince Americans there is still doubt about the whole climate change debate is the same firm employed to convince Americans that smoking was good for them.

- Everyone agrees that it is necessary to stabilize the temperature at no more than 2 degrees above pre-industrial levels. Anything above that and there are forces in nature that will move the tipping point out of human control.

...and...the point of stabilization MUST BE NO LATER THAN 2015!!!

Age of Stupid: Trailers: The Age of Stupid Trailer Feb 2009 - SD from SPANNER FILMS on Vimeo.

Please stop going to the mall and pay attention.

Google does Pacman

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Fri, 21 May 2010 15:27:00 +0000

A doodle, they call it. For Pacman's 30th Anniversary, Google has turned their logo into the Pacman game. Try it yourself...

http://www.google.ca/webhp?hl=en

The Story of Bottle Water

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 14:20:00 +0000

An animated look at the invented demand for bottled water, and the full cycle's impact it has on all of us -- USA alone drinks enough bottled water each week to circle Earth five times...

http://storyofbottledwater.org

MUTEK_11: first round of artists just announced

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 14:26:00 +0000

* Actress [UK]
* Ben Frost [Au]
* Brandt Brauer Frick [De]
* the Caretaker [UK]
* Carl Michael Von Hausswolff [Se]
* Cheap and Deep [US]
* Dave Aju [US]
* Demdike Stare [UK]
* Dixon [De]
* Dj Koze [De]
* Guillaume & the Coutu Dumonts [Ca]
* Henrik Schwarz [De]
* Ikonika [UK]
* Jon Hopkins [UK]
* King Midas Sound [UK]
* Marsen Jules [De]
* Matias Aguayo Presents Cómeme [Cl]
* Matmos [US]
* Minilogue [Se]
* Moritz Von Oswald Trio [De]
* Mouse on Mars [De]
* Nicolas Jaar [Cl]
* Paul Kalkbrenner [De]
* Pépé Bradock [Fr]
* Rebolledo [Mx]
* San Proper [Nl]
* Shed [De]
* Theo Parrish [US]
* Tim Hecker [Ca]
* Vladislav Delay [Fi]
* And many more to come...

http://www.mutek.org/festivals/montreal/2010

sebastian errazuriz: THE DAY COWS FLY

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 14:30:00 +0000

for this installation, sebastian rescued a cow from a slaughterhouse and transported it to a recreated farm atop a building in the heart of santiago...

check out his furniture, sculptures and other public art installations @
meetsebastian.com

Han Hoogerbrugge: SPIN

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 14:14:00 +0000

something for you to play with...

check out more of han's art and animation @ hoogerbrugge.com

deru: say goodbye to useless

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 21:14:00 +0000

Maissa Toulet

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 16:12:00 +0000

Cabinet de sorcellerie...

MSG failz

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 00:52:00 +0000

Salmonella bacteria alert. Recalls for 'Hydrolyzed Vegetable Protein'aka MSG.

Be aware of the recalls:

USA: http://www.accessdata.fda.gov/scripts/HVPCP/

CAN: http://www.inspection.gc.ca/english/corpaffr/recarapp/2010/20100308e.shtml

CAN: http://inspection.gc.ca/english/fssa/concen/2010salmonqueste.shtml

And P.S., MSG hides under many different names:
http://www.aspartame.ca/msg%20names.htm

In MANY different products :
http://www.msgtruth.org/avoid.htm

FUTURESTATES: beginning on March 8

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 18:34:00 +0000

A new fictional series called FUTURESTATES is set to broadcast exclusively online starting on Monday March 8, 2010.

ITVS (Independant Television Service) and 20+ emerging indie filmmakers have created 11 films in total, including "Plastic Bag" which is directed by Ramin Bahrani and narrated by Werner Herzog.

Check out the trailer:

Become a fan on Facebook to find out more.

Design outside the box

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 18:17:00 +0000

Jesse Schell presenting at DICE 2010 about the psychological and economic impact that Facebook games have, and future predictions for technology and human interaction. Amazing. A must watch...

Stop Animation - Neil Gaiman's 'Coraline'

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Tue, 13 Jan 2009 15:45:00 +0000

An animated version of Gaiman's book 'Coraline' hits theatres on Feb 6. It's apparantly the first stop animation movie to be filmed in 3D and it's directed by Henry Selick of Nightmare Before Christmas fame.

They've created a really clever marketing campaign. 26 unique cards were given exclusively to 26 sites around the Web that contain different images, characters, and elements from the film. The challenge is for you to find them.

I've listed all of the sites that have the Coraline Alphabet Cards below for those of you who are interested in collecting them.

A is for Adventures @ Ain’t It Cool News
B is for Bobinksi @ Bullz Eye
C is for Coraline @ Collider
D is for Dad @ Dread Central
E is for Entrance @ Eclipse Magazine
F is for Forcible @ Fearnet
G is for Ghost Children @ Geeks of Doom
H is for Hands @ Happy News
I is for Imposters @ IGN
J is for Jump @ JoBlo
K is for Knowledge @ KOL
L is for Ladies @ Latinoreview
M is for Music @ MTV
N is for Needle @ Neil Gaiman
O is for Otherworld @ Obsessed with Film
P is for Palace @ Premiere
Q is for Quick @ Quick Stop Entertainment
R is for Ragdolls @ Rotten Tomatoes
S is for Spink @ Scifi
T is for Toys @ Twitch Film
U is for Up @ UGO
V is for Vehicle @ VFXWorld
W is for Wybie @ Worst Previews
X is the Spot @ X-realms
Y is for Yum! @ Yahoo Movies
Z is for Zanzibar @ Zap2it

Sustainable Dancefloor

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Tue, 09 Sep 2008 17:54:00 +0000

'The Sustainable Dancefloor', developed for the Sustainable Dance Club in Rotterdam, harnesses the power of club-goers to generate electricity.

read more | digg story

Trouble in big brand land

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:15:00 +0000

Maple Leaf Foods, Inc. recalled over 200 products after discovering listeria bacteria at plant 97B in Toronto.

From: CBC.ca, Monday August 25, 2008

Maple Leaf temporarily closed one of its Toronto plants after the bacterium was found on some of its products.

Laboratory tests have conclusively linked some of the products to the deaths of four people, three in Ontario and one in B.C.

There have been 21 confirmed cases of listeriosis in British Columbia, Ontario, Quebec and Saskatchewan, and 30 cases remain under investigation.

On Sunday, federal Health Minister Tony Clement said the number of cases is expected to rise, since people can be infected for a length of time before showing symptoms.

Symptoms of listeriosis — which include high fever, severe headache, neck stiffness and nausea — occur up to 70 days after consuming contaminated food, though the average incubation period is 30 days.

The CFIA (Canadian Food Inspection Agency) has issued a Health Hazard Alert and provides the full list of 220 products that are being recalled, as well as the ready-to-eat deli meats sold at other retailers. Look for '97B' next to the best before or packed on dates. The number will not appear on the sandwiches.

Maple Leaf supplies deli meats to over 3 dozen brands:
(including McDonald's, Mr. Sub and Tim Hortons)

Artisan Collection, Best Value, Bittners, Boston Pizza, Burns, Campfire, Compliments, Coorsh, Country Morning, Equality, Foodservice, Harmonie, Hickory Farms, Hygrade, Kirkland Signature, Maple Leaf, Mayfair/Marque, McDonald's, Mitchell's, Mr. Sub, No Name, Northern Best Value, Olympic, Overlander, Parma, Pizza Nova, Rouyn, Safeway, Schneiders, Shopsy's, The Butcher's Cut, Tim Hortons, Western Family and Westfair

For more information, consumers and industry can call the CFIA at 1-800-442-2342 / TTY 1-800-465-7735 (8:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m. Eastern time, Monday to Friday).

TMI: Too Much Information (so go get the good stuff)

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Thu, 21 Aug 2008 17:56:00 +0000

I grew up in Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia where people were down-to-earth, trustworthy and got their fresh milk and eggs from the farmers who worked the land. At the age of 17, I left, seeking the urban lifestyle I craved and spent the next few years doing the back-and-forth between Toronto & Vancouver then decided to leave the country to see the rest of the world. For the next decade I lived in major metropolitan centers in Europe and USA, traveling to other countries to explore the local communities and experience their way of life.

I remember one year while living in San Francisco I went home to Nova Scotia to visit my family and noticed that the leading story on the front of the newspaper was a positive one. The nation's news and world tragedies followed. I thought to myself -- start your day with something good, how profound!

That had an enormous affect on me at the time. Since I was never a big fan of the media (or TV in general -- though there are always exceptions: The Nature of Things, 'This American Life' and 'Dispatches'), I returned with the concept of 'good news' which ultimately inspired my artist moniker girlie8tv, and this blog 'girlie ate television', the idea being to replace traditional media with the shows from life.

One-stop shopping. Great intention, poor delivery

Years later I have returned to Canada. Gone are the days of buying milk & eggs from local farmers. The majority of folks go to the Superstores...massive buildings that contain every product you could ever (want) need.

My problem with most of the large chain stores is not what they are as much as what they have in them. Where are the socially responsible businesses who can provide nourishing/non-genetically modified/poison-free food that hasn't been soaked in preservatives to last through the two weeks it takes to get shipped to us? Or, products that haven't been produced by questionable methods in a third world country that are packaged in unnecessary plastic that ends up in a landfill which is in somebody else's backyard?

Honestly. This doesn't seem outrageous to me.

Anyway, my goal is to present information related to food & nutrition and personal well-being...anything that may benefit those of you who read this. I'd like to stay clear of politics, but as you will find , it isn't always possible as a lot of decisions are fueled by the same corporate leaders who end up in government. Small world.

The first item I am going to share with you is Sweet Misery - A Poisoned World, a documentary about aspartame made in 2004 by Cori Brackett who, after drinking 6 to 10 diet cokes every day for 6 years, was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis . This shows what sweeteners do to the human body. Aspartame has been proven to cause brain tumors, multiple sclerosis, fibromyalgia and other serious health problems, even death.

An eye opener.

Back in action..

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Thu, 21 Aug 2008 15:01:00 +0000

After a long period of silence, I've decided to write again. Truth be told, it wasn't for a lack of want, it was entirely health related.

The Journey Begins...

I moved to Canada's capital city, at the end of 2004. My cousin-slash-business partner had just relocated from France and his family planted their roots there for the next few years, so I decided I would make the move and concentrate on our start-up.

Not knowing anyone else aside from my family, I was missing my friends. I spent a lot of time at the gym to get my frustrations out through pilates, yoga and high-impact aerobics. After a few months of this I was at the top of my game, and then -- this is where it all goes pear-shaped -- my back blew out. Not just a little pain for a few months, but an injury that had me mostly incapacitated and in constant pain for the next 2+ years.

It hijacked my life. Twice during this period, I was confined to my bed with sciatica for 3 months at a time. Nothing I did would relieve me from the burning, knife-like intensity that was consuming my mind as well as my body. I was trapped. I am a dreamer in both the literal and figurative sense of the word, but let me tell you dear reader, my dreams had left and I was living one monster of a nightmare.

Medicated

I was taking the lowest dosage of pain medication I could get away with (I am not a fan of pharmaceuticals), but after the first year of 24-7 pain, no sleep and deep depression, I needed something strong. Reeeeally strong. I simply couldn't take it any longer. My back specialist prescribed "Oxycontin" -- an opiate used for pain-relief -- and for the next few weeks, I lost the ability to think. I lived in a bubble of pain and fuzziness, AND, received no relief from the pain! It was horrible. I chose not to continue the medication.

What was my future going to be like? Was I going to be like this perpetually? How could I continue?

Denied by 'The Man'

My back specialist referred me to the Chief of Neurosurgery. I was optimistic...maybe I could get operated on! At the beginning, surgery was the last thing I wanted, now I just wanted the agony to stop. I had a small glimmer of hope...

8 months pass (yes, 8 months) and I finally get the call to meet with the Chief. Within minutes of my consultation he flat out refused me for surgery. I immediately broke down into tears. I hyperventilated. I pleaded -- I can't live like this! But it was over. No glimmer of hope for me. You will learn to live with it, he said.

Wait a minute. I'm still young! What do you mean I'll learn to live with it?!

For the next few days all I could do is cry.

Give up? Ha! Surely you jest

I'm happy my mother and father raised me to be a positive person, albeit a stubborn one. I was determined to find a glimmer of hope. When all else fails kiddo, try and try again. I had read many discussions online by people who were in the same boat, so I had an idea of what was out there for alternative treatments. I had heard about Spinal Decompression Therapy and was interested in pursuing this as it seemed like a good fit for my condition. Unfortunately only a select few cities in Canada had the technology, and I was unable to travel. But, as fate would have it, I stumbled upon a website for the first Spinal Decompression Center in Ottawa which had just got the city's first decompression machine.

Enter Dr. Lawrence

I immediately called the Broadview Spine & Health Center. My initial consultation with Dr. Joseph Lawrence was to qualify (or disqualify) me for Spinal Decompression therapy. It's not for everyone as there are numerous causes of back pain, but with my herniated disc and location of the damage, I passed as a good candidate for the treatment. As this is a new and 'experimental' treatment in Canada (at the time there were only 10 machines in the entire country compared to 7000+ in the United States), it's not covered by health insurance. I decided it was worth the risk of it not working. *I* was worth the risk. I moved ahead.

Strapping in

For the next few months I dutifully went to the clinic, getting harnessed and strapped onto the bed of the DRX9000. I watched DVD's while it was happening and noticed it was surprisingly not difficult, in fact the treatment felt good. Finally, relief! The most challenging part was getting off the machine when the session ended, I could barely walk, but then I got to wear a big ol' back brace with an ice pack shoved inside to help sort things out after the treatment.

I spent the next few months in little to no pain for the most part, but the doctor said it can take upwards to a year to heal completely from this procedure. My mobility was limited. I had to be very careful with my movements else I would hurt. Part of the post therapy treatment is a rehabilitation fitness program at the clinic with an amazing woman by the name of Marla Ericksen. With her help, I got back to the basics and taught my body how to function again.

Dreamer

I'd say in February was the first time I started to feel 'normal' again. I braved 'sitting for a long period of time' on an airplane and visited my in-laws in the Dominican. It's now nearing the end of August and I can say that I am happy, inspired and creative again. Mark and I have cultivated our own vegetable garden for the past 3 years which makes me so happy (and healthy) and I have just begun swimming after years of no physical activity. I am constantly inspired by the natural abundance of resources our planet has to offer, and the people who recognize the same.

I move forward with humility and determination to share the wealth of knowledge that I have gathered during all of those moments I was confined to my bed with my laptop.

(+ I'm dreaming again)

I hit restart on this blog...

not lost

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Fri, 10 Mar 2006 14:52:00 +0000

time for one of those forced major life changes. it hurts as you go through it, but as soon as you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel, you figure out why it needs to be done.

[goodbye girlie8.tv]
my website girlie8.tv (formerly girlie8.com) has been taken over by a nudists site. yes, it's true! i lost it and can't get it back. i've had that site up since 1997...almost 10 years. i keep thinking of all of the friends i have out there who keep in touch with me through my site. eek. what a shock. sad.

[hello staceyvanbuskirk.com]
so basically i've set up the girlie8 site at this new URL. working on a site re-design.

[hello markoliverskinner.net]
bought Mark a site of his own. he's already got most of it designed (leave it to an Art Director!) and i will build it for him shortly.

[hello plusnotes.com]
a couple of months back we launched the site for our joint venture "Plus Notes", which is the positive messaging project that Mark and I started last year. We have a lot of amazing products to unleash, and ultimately would like this to help out on a social level and generate funds for a variety of charities.

sunflowers in a field

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Mon, 25 Jul 2005 19:44:00 +0000

To: girlie
Date: Jul 22 at 9:29 PM
Subject: sunflowers in a field (oh. i didn't write it.)

girlie:

i hope all is well and prosperous in the various places that you inhabit. i leave you with a poem and wish you all sorts of surprising moments of delight, those both large and small.

Sunflowers in a field.
Goldfinches everywhere.
They gorge on seed. They rise
To rest along the power line, then fall
Like drizzled lemon drops, like lozenges
Of candied yellow light.
Two weeks a year, goldfinches
Gather on sunflowers here.
These evenings after supper,
You see them in the honey-soft glow
As if they'd trapped and somehow stored
The rapture of September's sun.
You see goldfinches flicker
Among sunflower lanes,
Through mortal tides of light,
Through streams of apricot and chardonnay,
And you resolve to live
Your life with greater sympathy.
Sunflowers bowing their char black dials,
Their petals twist and writhe
Like fires, like silk coronas blazing west.
How inconceivable, then,
The pewter cold-front clouds,
The shabby settlement of crow and wren.
Though no one hears the oath,
You shall, you tell yourself,
Forgo deceit, increase the tithe.
Atone. Forgive. Embrace. You watch
Goldfinches and sunflowers both
Begin to fade. By subtle green degrees
They shed that bullion luster of the sun
Until the finches ricochet
Like flints among the drowsing flower heads.
Perhaps, as I have done,
You'll pace the darkling half mile home,
Intent on picking up the telephone
To reconcile with long-lost friends.
You will apologize, concede.
You'll vow to never, ever, ever let
Such distance grow again.
But then you reach your door and find
The day diminished to a thin blue rind
Of light above the township silhouette.
How nice a hot bath sounds.
Dessert. An herbal tea.
Perhaps you'll read the Arts
And Leisure pages of The Daily News.
With every stair you climb
Sleep settles just a little more behind
The knees, beneath the shoulder blades.
The calls, you tell yourself,
Perhaps some other time.

a gift, to see who these men might fall in love with...

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Thu, 14 Jul 2005 01:37:00 +0000

To: girlie
Date: Jul 13 at 6:37 PM
Subject: a gift, to see who these men might fall in love with...

girlie:

i realize that i'm not going to receive very many cool points for admitting this, (actually, it could be that you don't award cool points, or that you don't recognize them, or that they don't even actually exist), but i've been involved in a fantasy baseball league for about ten years. it's a sports pool.

last night we had our annual "all-star break" meeting at the [------] by the canal. girlie, it was very hot in there. very fucking hot. a sweat box. i think my glasses might have steamed up when i walked into that humid, motionless room. i have digressed. and swore. i have started this letter by admitting a geeky past time, and then i swore and then started to complain about the weather. me. one. class. act.

my point is that i don't know the men who participate in the pool. i see them twice a year. i don't know anything about their lives. when i see them, we only talk about baseball. i don't know if they're married. i don't know what they do for a living. i don't know what sort of car they dream of driving. and the truth is that i've always imagined that i've lived a very different life than these men, these men who are all older than me, these men with bellies and t-shirts they bought from stadium rock concerts, these men who seem to know quite a bit about golf, but who knows, who knows...

it's a funny thing, this type of male relationship. by no stretch of the imagination are we friends, but we still depend on one another in a way. it's a safe zone. coded speech. you just talk about baseball, the clutter of our lives pushed to the side, no past or future or judgment, just baseball. a feeling of belonging that requires no effort. a default setting.

anyway, i really enjoy finding out about these men whenever i have the opportunity. to see them from a different angle. last night there was a woman. she was sitting beside jeff. she was wearing a yellow dress and had enormous breasts. she was drinking a glass or red wine and fanning herself with a coaster. ( did i mention that it was hot in there?) as far as i could tell, nobody introduced her to anyone. she was just sitting there amongst the wash of baseball chatter.

i began to speak with her. she had been to see zz top. she said that they were getting old. she was married to jeff. i had no idea jeff was married. i did not imagine that he was married. i was startled to find out that he was married to a red head with enormous breasts who looked ten years older than he did. stunned, girlie. suddenly, the baseball jeff i never knew (always thought he had a fine baseball mind) was changing, was becoming complex. they were going to niagara falls and toronto next week. they own a condo in [-----]. she was a numerologist. does life mapping for a living. wow. that is who he is in love with. wow. neat-o.

i'm not expressing myself very well, and i'm probably boring you, but it was just fascinating. this voice, the face of baseball jeff that i'd been seeing for the last ten years, was suddenly given a context, a home.

last year some of the baseball tribe got together to watch the world series. the red sox won, breaking a very long and tortuous tradition of not winning. paul, the larger guy who is vain about his long, curly hair, was elated. he turned to me, "i'm going to the highlander! i'm going to ask out that waitress, if the red sox can win the series, then anything can happen!" and then he was gone.

last night i shared a cab with him. he asked me to drop him off at the highlander. i don't think that he ever asked out that waitress. i think that he attends every baseball function, i think that he's lonely and really enjoys finding a default setting, finding companionship in its simplest flavours.

busy girlie, why don't you tell me something about some of the people you spend time with?

i <3 stories

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Wed, 29 Jun 2005 01:50:00 +0000

To: girlie
Date: Jun 28 at 6:50 PM
Subject: swordfish.

girlie:

i lived in california many years ago. i was four years old and people wandered the streets without their shirts on, holsters strapped to their hips. my parents packing boxes, watergate on television. i thought it had something to do with the ocean. i wanted to be a fish. a swordfish. i would cut through the waves, i would stab all the sharks and play with the huge, misunderstood whales. that’s what i would do.

in san fransisco ducks hung in windows and street cars clattered. at the swimming pool in the hotel, vietnam veterans did their therapy in the water. men with long hair and tattoos, men with grudges who were scarred both inside and out, men who had lost limbs. and i wanted to go swimming, even though i didn’t know how to swim. my father would take me into the water and i would sit on a big, inflatable swan. he would guard me. i was fearless. i didn’t care that I had no idea how to swim. i was going to be a fish, a swordfish, it was just a matter of time. but my father was nervous this time, he thought i might be scared
of the strange men without arms and legs, that i might embarrass them, but i didn’t even notice, and we all splashed happily about, the vets tossing me each to each. a story my father still tells to this day.

one day myself and the neighbours daughter decided to go trick or treating. i have forgotten her name but i remember her secret. she liked to eat dry cat food. that was her secret. she did this in her garage. her father lost part of one of his fingers to a buzz saw. when we went out trick or treating we did not bother to dress up, we did not bother to check the date. two four year olds on a summer afternoon who thought that strangers would always give you candy, that that is what the world was like. the first door we rang revealed an older woman with white hair. we said trick or treat. we didn’t even have bags. she invited us in and gave us lemonade as she patiently explained the concept of halloween to us. i remember that the house was cool, that it smelled alien and safe.

that was california.

techtoy..

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Wed, 01 Jun 2005 07:35:00 +0000

OK, this is what i want for my birthday WHICH IS ON AUGUST 31ST (write that down). it probably won't be available by then, but i still want it so please.. just sort it out.

Published in NOW Magazine, Toronto, ON
May, 2005

TECHTOYS
A weekly look at the latest gadgets - by Alexander Joo

In The Bag
Surf company O'Neill just raised the bar with its soon-to-come H2 series backpacks. Solar panels steal the sun's energy and recharge your audio player, cellphone and anything else with a USB connection. There's also a compartment made for iPods that can be controlled from a panel on the shoulder strap. Lastly, the freakin' thing incorporates Bluetooth technology, wirelessly connecting all your devices together and letting you make hands-free phone calls.

Available next fall.

HIS IMAGINARY FRIEND [28]

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Tue, 31 May 2005 12:28:00 +0000

To: girlie
Date: May 31 at 5:28 PM
Subject: I wrote 18 pages in 2 hrs last night...

...of that screenplay I was telling you about. I finally got it started. The trick is to get people to care...

Thanks for reading these...I mean that. Watch the show later in the evening (after the news) and sometimes you'll see a hair replacement ad (Pierre Amiollette, or something like that). They have an "expert" psychologist who basically says that hair replacement is "alright", and that it is not "un-macho" to go for hair replacement. Well...that lady is/was my head doctor (I know "you" think I don't need one). I saw her, when I was my mid twenties for the usual twice a week treatment (it lasted about a year, maybe a year and a half, I forget). I've seen her every now and then since then (not for 4 or 5 years now though). I think that maybe, back when I was i was in my mid twenties, that she did a lot of good for me (i'm sure of it). I bet she got big bucks to that ad.

digifest..

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Sat, 28 May 2005 18:11:00 +0000

[Toronto]

met up with scott again, but this time in toronto. he was the keynote speaker at digifest which is put on annually by the design exchange (the building was formerly home to the old stock exchange). met some great creatives with some happening projects. this one was especially interesting to me...

[murmur]

[murmur] is an archival audio project that collects and curates stories set in specific Toronto locations, told by Torontonians themselves. At each of these locations, a [murmur] sign with a telephone number and location code marks where stories are available. By using a mobile phone, users are able to listen to the story of that place while engaging in the physical experience of being there. Some stories suggest that the listener walk around, following a certain path through a place, while others allow a person to wander with both their feet and their gaze.

HIS IMAGINARY FRIEND [27]

noreply@blogger.com (Stacey Van Buskirk) — Fri, 27 May 2005 04:15:00 +0000

To: girlie
Date: May 26 at 9:15 PM
Subject: Like I was saying...

Remember that message about the guy bringing up his new "other" in the conversation. Well...last year I ran into someone else that I had not seen in many years...and about three or four sentences after the old "holy crap...I haven't seen you in ten yers", he brings up the topic of the new woman he's seeing. I mean...what gives with that...why do some men have to advertise that they have a new flame in their life? Some women do the same thing...I don't understand that either? Like...who cares?