tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53120582007-02-23T23:43:22.974-05:00Musing Over the Ontological Status of a Boiled EggDeemed impiously irreverent by 3 out of 4 mullahsThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comBlogger214125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1122180093881209192005-07-24T00:21:00.000-04:002005-08-15T13:28:29.643-04:00Pilgrim(ir)age
Pilgrimage, a venture that tastes of beginnings,
A choreography of reverence to melt
The cynical winter of reason’s reign.
Lord, you the spark and I the willing wick,
But forever foiled by the draft of doubt.
Pilgrimage, a gasp of the discredited past,
Rehearsed petitioners, deft practitioners
Of protocols of piety, pining for the Presence.
The Presence that proves demure
AndThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1122006072284882032005-07-21T23:17:00.000-04:002005-07-23T17:29:17.350-04:00SOME YOU WIN, DIM SUM YOU LOSE
Chicken fried rice.
The low sperm count of this blog is due to the massive radiation released by a series of unfortunate events (pace Lemony Snicket). You see, the crushing student debt I can handle; the agonizing search for employment I can endure; the abdication of my apartment-hunting partner I can accept; the sexual privation I can, well, you know the The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1121834628224920122005-07-20T00:41:00.000-04:002005-07-20T01:25:53.196-04:00HOME IS WHERE THE HEARTH IS
In my teeth-gnashing quest for a new place to to call home, I've come across a lot of weirdos, crazies and lala-loo-loos. But this ad on the Craiglist bulletin board takes the cheese cake.
HOUSE IN GREAT LOCATION: Wanted Female Roommates for Sex Positive, Nudist home, Age no bar Hi, I am a handsome, attractive, straight guy, looking for NSA female roommates for a sexThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1116963177950167242005-05-24T15:28:00.000-04:002007-02-23T23:43:23.016-05:00hi.
i will be back in a couple of weeks.
stay tuned.The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1114618354527527002005-04-27T12:12:00.000-04:002005-04-27T15:49:58.966-04:00TYRANT ACCEPTS BUSH'S PROPOSAL TO GO STEADY
Bush taking a strong stance against
totalitarian leaders in the Middle East The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1113973110604081442005-04-19T23:11:00.000-04:002005-04-20T01:51:53.050-04:00SAKE, SAKE FOR TEN DOLLAH
When the weather is as gorgeous as it was today it should be mandatory for people to be outside. Don't get too comfortabe though, Northeasterners, it's going to be seven degrees celsius this Sunday - so says the shapely "meteorologist" on channel 23.
Spent the evening supping on sashimi and sake with Charles. A solid and enjoyable time as always. Our conversations tendThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1113436102161702702005-04-13T19:13:00.000-04:002005-04-13T22:00:52.453-04:00NOT ALL OPINIONS ARE CREATED EQUAL
It's unfortunate that most students labor under the presumption that philosophy is about the "expression" of their opinions and that all opinions are equally sound. So it was really entertaining to witness the following conversation after our logic and metaphysics instructor returned our term papers.
"Sir," says the rotound chick, "why did I get such a low The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1112480252230896792005-04-02T16:56:00.000-05:002005-04-02T18:35:56.343-05:00April 2nd. One degree celsius. Snowing.
... ... ... !
It's been seven business days so you'd think winter would have recieved its eviction notice by now.
CLEAR THE PREMISES, MOFO!
It's playoff time in school right now, and so I'm busy cramming, overdosing on Red Bull, and rockin' it with my exam-period beard. I may occasionally emerge from the trenches in the next couple of weeks to vent withThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1118273100740522762005-03-30T19:23:00.000-05:002005-06-08T19:25:00.746-04:00FOR ZAHRA KAZEMI
Sister,
I see your photography for the first time,
a random sampling on the news
sensitive and layered
they reveal how you put your subject at ease
an uneasy subject
making passionate documents
perfectly still and strong
bearing witness
capturing truth in frozen glances
Sister,
who witnessed your demise?
who photographs the photographer?
they were watching you
they had seen youThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1111530117511664542005-03-22T16:32:00.000-05:002005-03-22T18:27:43.260-05:00CULTURE OF STUPIDITY
High fivin' the Holy Spirit
Kaveh does a good job of illustrating how Bush has cynically exploited the Terry Schiavo case for political gain. Spending the majority of your life in the oil industry sure makes you slick.
What really burrows under my skin and makes me itch with indignation is the gross hypocrisy of the so-called "culture of life", as championed by the The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1111348373831628182005-03-20T13:18:00.000-05:002005-03-21T11:37:54.306-05:00HAPPY NOROOZ
"It's spring, punk!" Haji Firooz informs the
stubborn snowman.
May your new year be prosperous, and sexy.The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1111037006514753512005-03-16T23:10:00.000-05:002005-03-17T02:19:36.306-05:00FIRESTARTER
What better way to welcome Persian new year
than with third-degree burns
The other night, did you notice families lighting fires in public parks or back-yards and gleefully jumping over them? If so, I hope you didn't call the cops; they were just your friendly neighborhood Iranians, celebrating the ancient Zoroastrian purification rite of Chahar Shanbeh Souri, not a bunch of The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1110847549258549132005-03-14T19:45:00.000-05:002005-03-14T20:51:52.490-05:00DAMN YOU, HUNAN BEEF ON RICE NOODLES
ow. my gastrointestinal system
I was woken up this morning by what felt like an insurgency in the folds and convolutions of my intestines. I'm talkin' stomach-clutching-falling-to-your-knees-and-beseeching-God-for-mercy pain. Haven't experienced anything like that since grade four, when I left my morning art class only to be found by my main room teacher The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1110761286422391222005-03-13T19:47:00.000-05:002005-03-14T00:11:54.346-05:00DECENT, BUT NOT DYNAMITE
yup
Hey, you!
Are you perplexed by the sudden pervasiveness of t-shirts that declare "Vote for Pedro" and the shit-outta-nowhere rise in the use of "what the heck" among the oh-so commercially lucrative 18 to 35 demographic? Well, you need look no further than the film Napoleon Dynamite to apprehend the culprit.
That's right. Napoleon Dynamite. With a name like that The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1110165095991490072005-03-06T22:05:00.000-05:002005-03-06T22:55:51.636-05:00While most decent God-fearing folk were busy praising the Lord and inculcating themselves with the morality of ancient Egyptian slaves, Dan and I were hoping to spend our Sunday afternoon preparing the ultimate chinese culinary confection: General Tso's Chicken, the chief avian dish for both kings and paupers, debt-ridden students and Bay street suits. But, alas, our plans for gustatory The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1109800430368613512005-03-02T16:33:00.000-05:002005-03-02T17:03:33.310-05:00I found the following article about the documentary, "Prostitution Behind the Veil", a pretty decent read. It does a fairly good job of highlighting the documentary's methodological flaws and its transparent aim to agitate for Western intervention in Iran.
I wrote about the said documentary a few posts back, and still maintain my observation that most films and documentaries about Iran The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1109222652289773832005-02-24T00:04:00.000-05:002005-02-24T00:37:59.483-05:00"This notion that the United States is getting ready to attack Iran is absolutely ridiculous," Bush said at a joint appearance with EU leaders yesterday. Bush paused, then added: "Having said that, all options are on the table."
Kudos to Bush for renouncing the principle of non-contradiction. It's high time we emancipate ourselves from the burdensome demands of rationality.
Well, I'm off to The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1109115290811085692005-02-22T18:23:00.000-05:002005-02-22T19:00:28.650-05:00Today is "Free Mojtaba and Arash Day." They are two Iranian bloggers thrown into jail because their opinions didn't plant a big wet one on the lice infested groin of some turbaned turd.
Please express your support for Arash and Mojtaba as well as the right to dissension by publishing the above link on your blog. It seems that blogging has finally vindicated the claim that the internet will help The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1109041933885437292005-02-21T22:02:00.000-05:002005-02-22T00:52:23.766-05:00I'm so sick of seeing Iran cast in a negative light. Tonight the Passionate Eye on CBC aired a documentary about prostitution and drug use in Tehran. If you knew nothing about Iran, you'd think the country was a medieval cesspool. Broken buildings, ugly and degenerate people, staring at the camera with vacant eyes.
Yes, I'm aware of the epidemic of drug use and prostitution in Iran and I would The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1108023239856709942005-02-10T03:35:00.000-05:002005-02-10T03:47:48.506-05:00It's 3:20 am and there's a car idling outside my window. The hum of the motor is lulling my drooping spine, but the magical ebony serum of Colombia is streaming through my body and countering the Tercel's spell. The glow of the computer monitor is blinding, and the paragraph that I've worked on for the past twenty-minutes is bleeding into the ethereal glow. I keep checking the word count. Damn itThe Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1107801435550860172005-02-07T13:35:00.000-05:002005-02-07T14:47:51.543-05:00The following article from the World Peace Herald outlines several covert and overt military measures the US is taking in preparation for a possible attack on Iran. I suggest, however, that a sizeable portion of the article be taken with a big, crystalline grain of salt. Almost all of the quoted sources are anonymous and it strikes me as foolish for the American adminstration to allow such The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1107754977919004742005-02-06T23:56:00.000-05:002005-02-07T01:28:50.180-05:00American football - bah!
If they were real men they'd play without any protective equipment, and opt for a poison tipped football instead of their innocuous pigskin. Speaking of innocuous, how lame was that half-time show? I guess McCartney is the way to go if your goal is to avoid another incident that sparks a wave of moral seizures throughout the country. With regard to the profound The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1107581432084104792005-02-04T18:47:00.000-05:002005-02-05T01:28:06.926-05:00LET'S GET NAKED AND RUB OUR DASEINS
A cheapie theatre is the ultimate boon for debt burdened students who live with the ever-present spectre of scurvy. Located in the Annex, Toronto's bohemian student ghetto, the Bloor Cinema is the city's cheapie theatre par excellence. Sure, it may not have THX surround sound, a massive screen or the most ergonomical seating, but who needs such creature The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1107492277285611182005-02-03T22:26:00.000-05:002005-05-31T13:08:38.783-04:00Allow me to be honest.
My muse jumped bail. Abandoned, my creativity tank is flashing empty and my writing skills are cobwebbed. Whither the muse of wit and verbiage? My truth-estimative conjecture suggests far, far away.
Oh, and where are the lilacs?
Attention aficionados of the written word: direct your gaze toward http://obstructivelycynical.blogspot.com/ and prepare to be awed by the The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312058.post-1103915896517906882004-12-24T14:00:00.000-05:002004-12-25T02:19:21.603-05:00JESUS, THE REASON FOR THE SEASON
Here's to all His crazy ideas about love and justice
To my favorite Nazarene and yours:
tavalod, tavalod, tavalod-ed mubarak!
And big ups to those who observed Yalda - the ancient Persian winter solstice celebration. May your excessive consumption of fruits and nuts ensure the defeat of the forces of Ahriman.
Now back to viewing hours of The Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07054785768456501108noreply@blogger.com