Toronto Zanta

I haven't spent much time in Toronto for the past year of course (and don't watch Breakfast TV), so I didn't get to know of David Zancai (“Toronto Zanta”) until recently. I was at King of Fools today (a friend was getting her first tattoo), so I decided to take a couple shots of his “act” for those outside of the city. Basically he walks up and down the street wearing shorts and a Santa hat (and today he was covered in marker tattoos) flexing and doing pushups obsessively and trying to get attention. The verdict is still out whether he's dangerous or harmless…

As I understand it, the basic story is that five years ago he fell a bit over twenty feet as a contractor, which put him out of work. During the process of healing, he got a bit nutty, became obsessed with fitness, and his wife, who claims he is manic depressive left him and took their kids. This was heartbreaking for him, so he created this “Zanta” character and has done everything he can to become a famous Toronto icon in the hope that his estranged kids will look up to him.


If the above strikes your fancy, you can hear an audio interview with Zanta or click here to watch Zanta the Movie… Crazy person or desperate father? Or both?

BME update, Shannon update

 

I've (or should I say Phil has) posted about 3,200 new pictures to BME in this week's image update. Experiences will follow tomorrow or Sunday. Thanks also to zedneckzombi for the cover photo of his cool clock jewelry custom made by him (so if you want a set, I guess he's the guy to talk to, although I have no idea if they're for sale or what they'd cost).

I also wanted to really thank everyone who has been sending me very kind notes and sharing their own stories over this past week. It has really helped me more than you can imagine. So let me update you as to how I am doing:

Last night I started on the clonazepam, which is supposed to help me sleep, as well as cutting down on my tremors and shaking (and of course anxiety control). I woke up at 4AM rather than 3AM… I guess that's a start. When I woke up I was kind of on that panic attack threshhold where you feel all tense and wired, but not quite to the point of actually having one — that's how I've felt most mornings lately. The first couple days I took an ativan to calm down, but I haven't done that in a few days now.

I'm pretty burned out by stress until about 10AM, but after that start to feel really level. I think though today that at least for the second half of the day I really felt pretty good, and was laughing and thinking normally… I still feel a little bit of that initial SSRI buzz (not a nice feeling), and definitely have plenty of down moments, but I can't begin to describe how much better I feel than I did a week ago… There's a long way to go, but there's definitely a light at the end of the tunnel.

Well, enjoy your weekend everyone. (Oh, and of course ModBlog is updated as well).


Oh, and I also wanted to repost this note from the IAM expat lounge since maybe someone reading this that doesn't monitor that forum is interested:



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Does anyone want to come (or know anyone else) to the Caribbean to work in the offshore investing industry? The company I work for is looking for a Sr. Investment Dealer (for 3-5 years then move to become a managing director).

We're looking for: MBA/university degree in finance/accounting, entrepreneurial, self-motivated, high energy, successful track record managing staff, mature, strong accounting skills.

The person should also be extremely patient and would work best in the company if they're VERY career oriented (ie, don't come to the Caribbean because of the surf and sun — come here because there's lots of opportunity to make $$ if you're willing to put in the hours).

I'll also add to Gillian's note and say that living in the Carribbean isn't for everyone. It can get really boring, and there are race/class divisions that you may find rather unpleasant… But, you do get to live on a tropical island! You can read her page a little (or Clive's as well) to get an idea of what their live down there in the British Virgin Islands is like.

Audio interview with me…

Oh, I almost forgot to mention this — a little while back I did an audio interview with the folks over at small WORLD podcast. The audio quality on it is fucked (I don't even sound like myself: compare it to the recent ARM TV interview), but it's still not so bad, especially considering we did the interview twice due to technical problems the first go around!

Click below to jump to it now:

PS. It's Badur's back that I mention at the very start because we recorded the episode just after the branding session.

UnderMars updated

I've done another update on the military/combat photo site… Today is mostly pictures of blown up vehicles and IED damage and mortar attacks (rather than “travel photos” specifically). Anyway, if you're interested, click on through. BME update will come later tonight still.

Pretty boring entry

Expanding on what I mentioned earlier, the earth has about 12 million square kilometers of arable land. That's about 7.7 billion acres, or just over an acre per person (on average, if it was all used). The United States has tons of arable land, about 400 million acres, but because of the large US population that's still not much more than an acre per person. Canada has less arable land (about 112 million acres) because so much of our nation is desert and otherwise inhospitable, but because of our small population we have about three acres per person.

European countries are fairly troubled; Germany has only about a third of an arable acre per person, France has about two thirds of an arable acre, and the UK has less than a quarter acre per person. Spain has a bit under an acre, and Portugal has about a third of an arable acre per person. Surprisingly, some of the Northern European nations are doing great with as much as 10 acres per person in Finland. Their neighbors in Russia have about two acres per person, and down in China they have only a quarter acre per person (to say nothing of their water crisis). In India it gets a little better because they have so much farmland, but still it's less than a third of an acre per person.

I'm told that you can feed a family of four using about an acre of land and a couple of goats and perhaps some chickens (highly efficient animals)… But to achieve that type of volume in a way that isn't instantly voided by peak oil, they have to be small scale farms producing for local markets. If enough of the right crisises hit at the wrong time, it's going to get real miserable for folks who don't live in North America (I strongly believe that North America will turn out fine — Canada and America combined have a ton of fresh water, mineral, oil, and farmland), and our populations are stable and we're very difficult to invade.

I'll tell you though, I don't think I'd want to be in Europe come fifteen years from now when the shit hits the fan and we realize that the real war isn't for oil, it's for fresh water and food. I'm thinking that over the next two years I should try and set a goal of fixing my finances and buying a small farm with a nice forest somewhere near the city (where should I go?)… I know if there's one kind of people I'd like to be around if the world goes to hell, and that's farmers, and if it doesn't go to hell — a boutique farm in a boutique town sounds quite nice too. Somewhere lush.

Oh, and in terms of the crisis I mentioned in the previous entry… old people make great farmers!

[Yes, I know that you can make these numbers genuinely scary if you take into account water pollution... But I'm trying to be upbeat in a "wow things are fucked up, but we can make it through this" sort of way].