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Thursday, June 29, 2017

I dunno, it still looks like a penis being waved at me

There's a piece of sculpture on St. Clair W, near Avenue road. It's pretty sizeable, and when I walk past it, on the sidewalk this is what I see: Sculpture of reclinging man on St. Clair and Ave Road

No problem, you say ... Well .. when I stop in to have a coffee at the Starbucks inside the building, this is what I see: Sculpture of reclinging man or maybe a penis on St. Clair and Ave Road

Is it me, or does that look like a goliath sized penis being waved at everyone in the store?

Nice optical illusion by the way. Bravo to the artist for pulling this off.

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Can we calculate the pressure of the average Godzilla foot stomp?

Godzilla destroying a city  I spent 2/3 of the day sitting around waiting for the next appointment … then sitting around waiting some more. Cooling your heels, waiting for shit to happen is far more tiring than actual work. I seem to be doing a lot of that lately. Waiting, waiting and more waiting. So while I was testing out which chairs were the most comfortable (why yes I did spend about 40 min playing musical chairs) and driving people around me a little loopy with my constant shuffling about, I began to wonder what it would be like if Godzilla came stomping through the city.

Since I was 2 floors below ground at the time, I figured not much would happen to me, aside from the utter shock of having Godzilla ransack Toronto. While there is an atrium that looks straight up, we could take cover, away from the open area. Lots of hallways leading away from the lounge area. As long as we avoided the middle we'd be pretty safe. Then again the average foot stomp of an irradiated, mutant lizard might exert enough pressure to cave the entire ceiling in. First, he’d have to knock the 18 story building to the ground. A couple swipes with his tail would destabilise the structure quite nicely. The building is wide, old and pretty damned solid, so I figured about 3 tail blows would turn the building into a giant Jenga building. If Godzilla was fighting say, Mothra, once the two started wresting each other, the building would come down in 15 minutes. If Mothra flapped her giant wings hard enough, the building would be toast in less than 5 minutes from the sonic blasts. 

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Life is conspiring against me ... and an update on the building demo across the road

I’ve been so busy lately, I’ve not had a lot of time to do anything but go back and forth, back and forth…. The subway sucks by the way. I’ve not had a lot of time in the past month, especially the past 2 weeks, to do anything but rush around trying to get things done. Which means … Bitter Grounds has suffered a bit. By the time I get home, all I want to do is poke around reading silly stories on the internet. Thinking has been too much work. I’m working on a couple of articles and now have a backlog of photos etc to post for the next few crazy weeks. Hopefully things won’t stay this way much longer.

In the meantime, the construction work across the street is moving along at a steady pace. The old CHUM building is gone, just a bit of brick and rubble left. This morning they started digging out the foundation. I have to admit, I've become fascinated with the entire process. It’s pretty impressive to watch. 3 big diggers clawing away at the dirt. I have dozens of photos of the work at various stages and have cherry picked a handful that will turn into stunning pieces of digital art. I was on the balcony about an hour ago and noticed the basement levels are starting to peak out of the ground. It’s going to be interesting to see how they dig out the walls.

And finally, it’s definitely fall here: View of the ravine from balcony

Cold … ugh … I’m never ready for it.


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Sometimes you just have to watch the clouds go by

Out on the balcony tonight watching the sun set and suddenly thought "Hell, where's my camera". Almost missed catching the clouds:

Photo of sun setting over Toronto Oct 11 2016

.... night all.


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The damned bastards! Where was my wakeup call?

For a couple weeks now the building across the road has been in tear down mode. The old CHUM building (a hideous carbuncle of a building, if ever there was one) is being demolished to make way for yet another condo. But hey, I hated the building so I'm not weeping tears over it. However, that means a fair bit of noise is generated, starting at 7 am Monday to Friday and 9 am on Saturday.  

Well ... today they didn't start until well after 9 am  The bastards! I've been using them as my morning alarm clock. What's the world coming to when you can't rely on the local demolition team to wake you up in a timely manner.  Tooling around in this little fellow all morning just doesn't generate the noise needed to wake me up:

Photo of construction equipment - bobcat 

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