Everything old is new again

In the House of Commons, Prime Minister Jean Chretien attempted to clarify the difference between new money promised for health care and “new money” previously promised, but not delivered:

Dey say dat da money dat we ‘ad promised tree years ago to be new money dis year is no more new money. We ‘ave not paid it yet and it’s old new money versus new new monies. For me, new money is new money if paying in $5 or $10, it’s da same money. *

Ah. Crystal clear. Thanks again, Jean.

Monday

Please stand by. My brain is currently experiencing technical difficulties, which will be resolved shortly by caffeine and a ball pein hammer.

ball pein hammer

Poll results: Jeri or Jolene?

The results are in and the people have spoken. To the question “Jeri Ryan or Jolene Blalock“, 35% voted for Jeri Ryan, 38% voted for Jolene Blalock, and 26% voted “neither”.

It was a squeaker, folks, but Jolene is the winner by a Vulcan hair.

Please note that this poll was completely unscientific and probably rigged.

Old box, purple jacket

Spring comes early this year — depending on which groundhog you consult. That means spring cleaning, which I launched into with reckless abandon this morning. I’m serious about it this year. A lot of old, useless stuff that has lurked in the corners of my home will get turfed today.

And lurking at the bottom of a cardboard box that I hadn’t opened in years was an old high school friend. Behold the purple jacket of Orange Shirt, Purple Jacket fame.

I wore this jacket throughout my last years in high school, my year at college, and first year at UBC. What can I say? I don’t like to throw away perfectly good items of clothing. Eventually I replaced the ol’ high school jacket and it found its way to the bottom of a cardboard box, and has been there for about ten years, waiting for the day that it would again be called into service.

I guess I’ll just chuck it into the dumpster.