<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:53:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>you're the bee's knees                          (but so am i)</title><description></description><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115694575272489456</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-04T21:13:21.223-04:00</atom:updated><title>London Calling (Paris Be Mine)</title><atom:summary type='text'>Big news on the horizon!Tomorrow, for the first time in my life, I am leaving North America and going to Europe. You already knew that? Oh...okay...good job, then!But wait, there’s more!After more than 2 1/2 years of faithful blogging, I have decided to retire You’re The Bee’s Knees. I started this blog after graduation as a way to keep in touch with my university friends. Unfortunately, it’s too</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/london-calling-paris-be-mine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115682337874812893</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Aug 2006 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-29T16:38:30.416-04:00</atom:updated><title>Probably Not The Best Idea In The World</title><atom:summary type='text'>Opening credits for Snakes on a Plane roll.Caitlin: Oooooh. I really don't like snakes.Sofi: I really don't like planes.Caitlin and Sofi: ...Sofi: We are idiots.(Now playing: "Snakes In My House", Mississippi Grover)</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/probably-not-best-idea-in-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115670075931703784</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-28T14:33:23.700-04:00</atom:updated><title>Too Close For Comfort</title><atom:summary type='text'>A Delta Comair en route to Atlanta crashed this morning, killing 49 of the 50 people on board.Delta Comair. Atlanta. Sound familiar? It should.From CNN.com:"The cause of the crash is unknown and is under investigation. There were no reports of bad weather in the Lexington area. "It was dark at the time of the accident, but it was clear," Brown said."I have a bit of an idea as to why the Comair </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/too-close-for-comfort.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115651170474258505</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-30T01:38:06.003-04:00</atom:updated><title>Brab-Bab-Bab-Bap...</title><atom:summary type='text'>In university, I wrote for a satirical weekly paper called Golden Words. In my freshman year, one of the editors-in-chief was a guy named Jay Pinkerton. A fellow English major, Jay was this redheaded bespectacled guy whose intelligence and brilliant sense of humour floored me. While I never had a full-blown crush on Jay, I certainly harboured a bit of an intellectual crush on the guy and badly </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/brab-bab-bab-bap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115621627014613323</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-24T16:49:04.210-04:00</atom:updated><title>That Don't Impress Me Much</title><atom:summary type='text'>I was unimpressed by the following things today:   A teller informing me that the hours at another Royal Bank branch were until 6PM. I went out of my way to head there today. The doors were locked. It closed at 4:30. Summer hours, schmummer hours - I still have to bank, you motherfucking motherfuckers! (Unchecked rage = time to switch banks?)     That Kraft Dinner commercial that cops the riff </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-dont-impress-me-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115593406846557544</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 20:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-21T17:35:14.160-04:00</atom:updated><title>Arrested Development</title><atom:summary type='text'>(Warning: The following post has absolutely nothing to do with the early '90s rap collective nor the hilarious situation comedy of the same name)After the Syd Barrett tribute the other night (amazing, incidentally), Hickey and I got to talking about where we are in our lives. He and I still live in Scarborough with our respective families. It's a difficult thing to feel okay about, especially </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/arrested-development_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115552146820994082</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 01:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-15T15:44:12.843-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wolfe Island Music Festival 2006</title><atom:summary type='text'>Wherein a bunch of kids from Toronto flock to Kingston in order to see a bunch of bands from Toronto play.The Fembots, featuring guest vocals by the very talented Krista Muir (whose alter-ego, Lederhosen Lucil, was sadly not on the bill).Lukas, Indra and Kate were completely captivated by the Chris Brown All-Star Band.Dounia and I (being for the benefit of Mr. Hanson).Summertime is such a climb!</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/wolfe-island-music-festival-2006.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115517520874431044</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-11T03:24:04.236-04:00</atom:updated><title>Reason #2139089 Why My Value Village Rules</title><atom:summary type='text'>Scarborough isn't entirely bad. While I hate it with a passion, I have to admit that it has its advantages (aside from the free food and the $0 rent per month, I mean).Scarborough Value Villages are very special. There are treasures to be found within their dusty walls. Scarborough Value Villages are not heavily picked over by hipsters. The customers of Scarborough Value Villages tend to be </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/reason-2139089-why-my-value-village.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115491372849141792</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-11T15:56:33.276-04:00</atom:updated><title>Fly The Friendly Skies</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is a boring post. Apologies in advance.I'm leaving for Europe in a couple of weeks and have a few questions. I've never left North America and many of you are travel veterans, so maybe you know things that I do not. Please leave a comment or send me an email if you can help me out.1) After a recent bad experience, I'm terrified of flying. Can anyone suggest something that'll calm my nerves </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/fly-friendly-skies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115469387902082665</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 12:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-04T10:55:12.503-04:00</atom:updated><title>For Every Happy Hello There Will Be Goodbye</title><atom:summary type='text'>Two musical heroes in as many months.I meant to write Arthur a Get Well Soon letter this summer, but I put it off.</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-every-happy-hello-there-will-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115455998817186950</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-08T14:50:14.600-04:00</atom:updated><title>I LIKE SHINY THINGS!</title><atom:summary type='text'>I would like to introduce you to my new favourite shiny thing:Mine is the silver one. And yes, it is indeed a combination CD player/turntable.Do you know what this means? This means that I can listen to records IN MY ROOM! No more mandatory relegation to our icky dank freezing cobwebby basement for to hear records!A happy girl is me!(c) 2006 Art Litwell(Now playing: "Oh Oh, I'm Falling In Love </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-like-shiny-things_115455998817186950.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115427486014438444</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2006 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-04T18:40:14.370-04:00</atom:updated><title>Television</title><atom:summary type='text'>Two Canadian Gameshow Announcers Meet On The Street-Hi Bob, how are you?-Just fine, Bill! But I see you've put on a little weight, ever since you got your brand new McDonald's coupons!-Available at McDonald's franchises across Canada! But I've seen you cruising down the street- in your brand new coat!-Yes! It's a beautiful down-filled coat from Sears, Bill! Good against all the ravages of the </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/television.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115379261404625945</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-25T12:03:19.516-04:00</atom:updated><title>Bonne fête à moi!!!</title><atom:summary type='text'>My setlist (to the best of my jumbled recollection):L’Appareil A Sous – Brigitte BardotChante – Ronnie BirdShu Ba Du Ba Loo Ba – Serge GainsbourgChamps D’Elysees – Christine PilzerJe Cherche – The GruesomesGirl – Les SequellesLa Junglomanie – Les LutinsIls Sont Si Gentils – Op’4Monsieur Le Son – Les SequellesOstrogoth-A-Go-Go – Les BreastfeedersRouge Rouge – Christine LaumeSur Une Nappe De </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/bonne-fte-moi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115340442929436977</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 14:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-20T10:07:09.350-04:00</atom:updated><title>You Bet Your Live Studio Audience!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Hello, Bee's Knees reader! Please take this fun quiz!Do you like:1) Sofi?2) Canadian game shows?3) Free nachos and maybe even free beer?If you answered yes to any of the above questions, live in Toronto and are free for a couple of hours this Wednesday evening (6:30PM on), you should email me right now.  I have an interesting proposition for you.(Now playing: “Maybe The People Would Be The Times </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-bet-your-live-studio-audience.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115294559631816557</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 06:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-16T22:55:42.240-04:00</atom:updated><title>We're Hotter Than Rock 'n' Roll</title><atom:summary type='text'>Someone's birthday is coming up in the next few days!This someone is definitely a someone that you know!This someone is cool!This someone is funny!This someone is charming and undeniably talented!This someone is also cute as a button!Who is this someone, you ask?Oh, come on! It's pretty freaking obvious.Please join me in wishing a very happy birthday to:DAVID HASSELHOFF!!!Happy 54th birthday, you</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/were-hotter-than-rock-n-roll.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115262954639189068</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jul 2006 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-11T10:52:26.426-04:00</atom:updated><title>Shine On</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/shine-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115249372468622129</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 00:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-09T21:11:32.716-04:00</atom:updated><title>Real Cool Timechange</title><atom:summary type='text'>"Real Cool Time", my most favourite radio programme ever, is moving to a realer and cooler timeslot.Please tune into Real Cool Time:Tuesdays6PMCIUT89.5 FMwww.ciut.fmHosts Rocky and Deena have remarkably similar musical tastes to my own. They tend to play my favourite songs before I even know that they're my favourite songs. Truly, amazing stuff. Have a listen to Real Cool Time. And support public</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-cool-timechange_09.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115224179130621454</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-20T15:52:29.273-04:00</atom:updated><title>I'm With The Band (Unless They're Beardy)</title><atom:summary type='text'>Things were a little slow at work today, so I made a mostly chronological list of all of the bands/musicians that I've ever interviewed. They are:The Flashing LightsSloanThe ConstantinesThe Meligrove BandThe Orange Alabaster MushroomBy Divine RightThe SmugglersAshley MacIsaacThe StillsMetricMatt BarberJill BarberThe Tijuana BiblesCollective SoulCuff The DukeMeasha BrueggergosmanAnd The Bicycles </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-with-band-unless-theyre-beardy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115206485049311962</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-04T22:01:54.160-04:00</atom:updated><title>Independence Day</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is sort of a weird thing to air in public, but my reasoning is very practical: I know that 90% of my friends and acquaintances read my blog, so this is just my way of avoiding questions and awkward conversations in the future.Mike and I are no longer dating. This was a mutual decision and it was made amicably.We're going to try out the whole friendship thing and see if that flies. I have a </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/independence-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115185700580026788</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 16:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-04T04:15:51.123-04:00</atom:updated><title>Canada Day In Quotes</title><atom:summary type='text'>Mom: Is this Rush playing on the radio right now?Me (mildly impressed): Yes! Yes it is.Mom: Hmmm...I didn't know their singer was a girl.Me: .............."He acts young, but not in an unattractive way. (Pauses). He's not a mess at all." - Adam, on his 37-year-old boyfriendDrunk on porch steps at party: Heyyyy, where are you gooooooinggg?Me: Home.Another drunk: But it's so eaaaaaaaarly! Whyyyy </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/07/canada-day-in-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115154875116987358</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-02T12:47:12.540-04:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Special (Wherein Sofi Plugs A Lot Of Shit)</title><atom:summary type='text'>After spending the weekend in The Great Outdoors (okay, fine, just Toronto Island and my own backyard), I was rewarded with a retroactive sunburn and itchy, itchy ant bites.I have since been shunning the outside world, sheltered as I am in the ant-free, air-conditioned comforts of my home and also office.So in the spirit of being a hermit and staying indoors, here are some Bee's Knees Approved </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-special-wherein-sofi-plugs-lot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115115600823801647</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-24T10:07:55.196-04:00</atom:updated><title>This One's For Carl Wilson</title><atom:summary type='text'>Here come the femme fatales of Chart magazine, shamelessly interlinked:                                                      L-R: Sofi, Chrissy, Caitlin(Now playing: "Fuck It Up (Acoustic)", Towers Of London)</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-ones-for-carl-wilson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115102487370601542</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-30T09:58:16.663-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Public Service Announcement</title><atom:summary type='text'>Please do not try to pick up women on public transportation.On my way home from work today, I watched as a young man approached a young woman a few seats away from me. He walked up to her, grinning with (what I thought was) recognition. She did not return his grin. Since I was listening to my iPod, it took me a moment to realize what was going on. The young lady regarded him with amusement/mild </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/06/public-service-announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115102162403441779</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-22T22:31:34.403-04:00</atom:updated><title>Climbing The Corporate Ladder</title><atom:summary type='text'>Sign # 219 that you. have. made. it.Coincidentally, this is also sign #219 that you. are. easily. impressed.Happy one year workaversary to me!(Now playing: "Your Lies", The Gruesomes)</atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/06/climbing-corporate-ladder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279905.post-115067206454009145</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2006 22:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-26T18:32:14.263-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Old Guy!</title><atom:summary type='text'>After the Eels show yesterday, I dashed off to surprise my lovely friend Andrew at the vaguely sketchy West End bar where he hosts karaoke on Saturday nights.When I had finished wowing the crowd with the requisite Blondie tune, an older gentleman let me know that he had enjoyed my performance and that I had "a lovely voice".Said gentleman was none other than Mr. Harry Brown.For most of you, that </atom:summary><link>http://thebeesknees.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-guy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sofi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item></channel></rss>