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From Blork, a great follow-up to my complaints about Snap.com the other day: How To Disable Snap Shots on Blogs. Step-by-step instructions about how to spare your readers from this annoying “feature”.

Square St. Louis Story. Square St. Louis is one of the most wonderful places in Montreal. For about 6 years I lived quite literally around the corner from the park, and so I passed a lot of time there. The mix of people – dowagers in black, punks, homeless, mothers with children, students, skateboarders – always made for some great street theater.

a blog entry and a couple of pics of the undressing of the St. James United Church in Montreal. I used to go in the stores there a lot – BMac was located there – and I was always fascinated by the church with the stores out front. I can’t wait to see how the removal of the tacky retail space changes the ‘hood.

one of two or three perfect summer dishes: the tomato sandwich. What are some other perfect summer-only foods?

Twelve Monkeys

Talk about the times in your life when you felt really, really alive

• April 12, 2003. My wedding. It’s a bit of a blur now, but in the moment I clearly recall this unmistakable sense of presence, of being in THAT particular moment. It lasted for almost two days!
• June 6, 1990. I wrote about this back when this site was young. I was 23, in Banff, half way up a cliff when I realized that back in Montreal, my graduation ceremony was being held.
• Spring 1997, when I finished my Master’s thesis. I had delayed handing the work in for over a year and against all odds decided to get anything I could in before the deadline for a fall graduation. So I cobbled the paper together and spent an inordinate amount of time making sure everything matched the style guide and such. I took a taxi down to my advisor’s apartment, next door to the Notre Dame Basilica, and took a cab home, where I met my then-girlfriend. We went out for dinner to celebrate, and when we got home there was a message from my advisor and his wife (who were also my employers at the time, and great friends). They absolutely gushed about the work I’d turned in… and that’s when I sprung to life. I was embarrassed about what I’d submitted; so, in response to their call, I pretty much entirely re-wrote the whole 120 page paper. I was absolutely on fire; and I didn’t sleep more than 5 hours in 48.

Guinness is good for you. This morsel of good news came courtesy of the ever-sharp-eyed Blork, who, with me, has been known to have partaken in a Guinness (or two) on as many occasions as possible. But now it’s obviously not a question of wanting to, but of taking care of one’s health.