Well, I didn’t get to go see Spearhead in Ottawa on Thursday night, but I did get to see them here, in Toronto, at the Opera House yesterday. I don’t think I’ve ever had that much fun at a concert. Certainly not in recent memory, anyway. There was a tremendous positive vibe at the show, and I really enjoyed it. And the music! Influences drawn from all over – Latin America, Africa, New Orleans, hiphop and even blues. It’s not normally the kind of music I listen to, but it’s so infectious that I can’t imagine anyone not being swept away by it. At the end of the show Michael Franti entered the crowd and just talked to fans, giving everyone a hug and a Namaskar. He comes across as a very geniune, very warm and caring person – I’m so glad I went to this show. I have to thank my dear friend Kourosh Farrokhzad, and his sister Kathy for telling me about the show and sharing the event with me. I have to say this – unless the universe conspires against me, I’ll never miss another Spearhead show in the area again.

I saw T3 on the weekend. My verdict? Save your money. It’s just not very good. I wasn’t expecting a whole lot, given the absence of both Linda Hamilton and James Cameron, but I guess I was hoping to be pleasantly surprised. I wasn’t. Special effects have apparently become a lot more expensive in 12 years because, in my opinion, T3 looks a whole lot less impressive than T2. Part of it, I’m sure, had to do with the “evil” Terminator — Kristanna Loken had the whole fixed-gaze single-minded look down pat, but she’s simply not as intimidating as Robert Patrick was in T2. Mr. Cranky suggests that it’s because she’s too attractive, but I don’t think that’s quite right (the she is attractive). Between the not-quite-intimidating enough “evil” terminator, and the whiny-self-pitying bitch John Connor, the movie was just desperately drab. And, you know, I’ve never been bored in a Terminator movie, even watching T2 for the fifth or sixth time it’s still entertaining. T3 left me bored. Often.

As I’m entering this, I’m listening to the new Mogwai album, “Happy Music for Happy People”, and it’s just draining away all my vitriol. It’s such a magnificent album it defies description. Trust me on this, just go out and buy it. You won’t regret it. Here’s a taste – the video for the album opener: Hunted By A Freak.

The Ottawa Blues Festival is next week. The utterly brilliant Spearhead is playing, and I really wanted to go. A really good friend even offered me the use of his place to crash should I choose to attend. Sadly, Spearhead is playing on Thursday night, and I can’t really afford (time-wise) to take two days off. I’d considered flying up to Ottawa on Thursday after work, and returning Friday morning. To my absolute surprise, this is entirely possible – and it’s not even all that expensive (Tango offers three flights daily between Toronto and Ottawa, and they’re currently $19 and $69 depending on flight time) but then you get nailed with all the taxes – between Navcan, fuel surcharge, airport improvement fees, security charges and the GST the total fare for the round trip balloons from $88 to $199.11! I love Spearhead, and I’d really love to go see them, but a $200 concert is a bit much.

Augh! The ugly climate-control saga continues! We had one week of comfort. On Monday I came in and the office was at 77F and the temperature only climbed for the rest of the day. Yesterday it was 87F in here by the time I left for the day. It’s 80F in here right now. I’m amazed the computers haven’t all melted down into heaps of slag ; it’s not like they’re getting any cooling at all.

On another note, new Macs. Drool. They’re such beautifully designed machines. Apple’s industrial design team is second to none. I’m definitely buying one of these machines when the come available. I’m so sick of dealing with the whole PC thing – decades old hardware (I don’t care if the processors get faster, the x86 architecture just bites) combined with shoddy build quality and (if you want any reasonable speed) loud operating volume. I have an AthlonXP 1900+ that sounds like a jet – it’ll be nice to have a quiet machine. Well, a quiet fast machine; I have a G3 Mac that I love, but it’s not exactly a speed demon now.

One of the most senior guys at work gave in three weeks’ notice yesterday. He’s sick of all the overtime this job demands, and so is his wife, so he’s leaving the game industry to work on annuities risk management software. Doesn’t sound like much fun to me, but I have to admit, a steady 9-5 job does have its appeal.

Argh. Seems like I’ve hit the tolerance point with my allergy medicine again. I get about 3 or 4 weeks of effectiveness with any one antihistamine before my system becomes tolerant of it, and then my allergies bite me again. I don’t know what to switch to. Grrr.

binary_goddess called me last night. We had a nice chat ; it’s been rather a while since we’ve talked, and even longer since I’ve last seen her.

I don’t know if I should say anything, ‘cuz I just might curse the success, but it seems the office climate control is actually working now. We had a comfortably 72F all day yesterday, and it’s been 72F ever since I got here this morning (about two hours ago).

I can’t believe the only thing worth ranting about over the past week has been the stupid temperature in the office. I think I really need a change in my life.

I suppose I should have learned by now.
The ambient temperature in the office on any given day is no indication of what it will be on any other day. Not even the next day. It was 77F when I walked in. 20 minutes later it’s now 78F. I think I’m having a Dennis Miller moment: The temperature in here oscillates as wildly as Oprah’s weight.
What, not bitter enough to be Dennis Miller? Okay, maybe more of a Dennis Miller Lite.