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Amused? An ESI Caption Contest
Prime Minister Stephen Harper met The Queen today at Buckingham Palace. Whatever could they be talking about?
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Meta-Meta Contest
Aggie and Woodsy have traded days for posting. The reason why we did the switch will be apparent later today, so stay tuned. A few months be...
Saturday Night Premonition
"You have access to the Internet again!" I mumble loudly in a half awake state. "What? Did you say something?" asks my s...
Friday night with Fourth Dwarf
Being the generous fellow I am, I took a break from meta-blogging Friday evening to give a young lady a night on the town. Overall a fine ev...
Rogers or Bell?
Discuss.
Remember, keep your brush on the ice
City hockey fans have yet to recover from the whooping that Sidney Crosby and the Pittsburgh Penguins inflicted on the Ottawa Senators in t...
Of lists and trysts
Metasexual or not, Audrey says blogs need more lists. So she took to the keyboard and tapped out one of her own to spice up the ESI site: My...
PuBlog Research: Canadian Museum of Civilization
Fieldwork by Agatha, Coyote, and the Independent Observer, April 1, 2007: Pluses (Concepts to Steal) Fast cafeteria-style service and nice ...
Tank Top Thursday
How dumb am I supposed to be, again...?
I'm on a roll. While I sucked my paws over the state of federal politics yesterday, the incumbent mayor, in what I imagine he hoped was ...
30 days
Long-distance Matchmaking
I've been asked to be a matchmaker for people who live thousands of miles apart. One of the matchees (who lives far far away) is a frien...
The importance of being (fashionably) earnest
Audrey , ESI Cultural Affairs Officer, is nothing if not a trendspotter. And what better place to detect the latest fashionista wave than It...
Don't Tell Me It's a Google Poem
* Don’t tell me it's impossible * Don’t tell me you're leaving. * Don’t tell me if I'm dying cause I don't want to k...
Heart shaped world
On the eve of St. Valentine's Day, I am pleased that our inimitable Audrey continues her endless honeymoon. Her Top Ten Romantic Things ...
RNDP 23: More on Online
The Globe and Mail says people's financial troubles make online dating more appealing. Interestingly, back before the financial trouble...
On top of everything else this week...
... we're a nominee in the Best Group Blog category of the Canadian Blog Awards . And unlike some bloggy-come-lately wannabes that for o...
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Of lists and trysts
Metasexual or not, Audrey says blogs need more lists. So she took to the keyboard and tapped out one of her own to spice up the ESI site: My...
RNDP 11: Dating Design Patterns
Our next stop in the quest for an RNDP takes us to City Flirting: the Flirt Blog and a post from December 2005 , about a year and a half b...
The LCP Poll
Does anyone remember the year Saturday Night had the phone in poll about the lobster? Phone one 900 number and the lobster would live, phone...
All time
Death, taxes and, oh yeah, annoying phone calls
You might think Canada's tax collectors would be a sharp bunch. Competent, educated, shrewd, with sharpened pencils at the ready. And th...
Exploring Outer Space without a Spaceship
With the serious shortage of positions for trained space pirates, I've been forced to find creative ways to explore strange new worlds. ...
Ottawa Transit: Straight to Plan F
I see we're trying to roll out yet another Plan B on the Transit Plan thing - again. This time, $7.2 billion buys the city a couple of r...
Send in the Clowns
Every time that I notice this mannequin, I am startled for a second. But, despite her clownish hair and her maniacal smile , she has excelle...
Avoiding awkward moments
I've heard a rumour that Woodsy might be running into some Ottawa bloggers this weekend. Since bloggers are inquisitive and yet shy at t...
Coping with the Economic Downturn
Audrey’s Survey Says… When I was a little girl, my family predicted that I’d be a banker when I grew up, since I loved money. Monopoly was ...
Blogging with Freya
Freya is sitting on my lap as I type this. She's purring like a muffled V-8 engine where one of the cylinders is missing a stroke. Or m...
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It's a new day
I find it interesting how we all want to share our experience of learning of the 9/11 destruction and how quickly we realized "everythi...
Long-distance Matchmaking
I've been asked to be a matchmaker for people who live thousands of miles apart. One of the matchees (who lives far far away) is a frien...
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