My Search for Canadain Search Engines

So in my journey to find a Canadian search engine, I came across many sites that looked as if they were created in 1994, abandoned by their basement web guy and are now floating in space like junk satellites. Sites such as this one, or this one, or my favourite - It makes no sense at all.

This one is pretty much the best I could find, is run out of a small town in Ontario and the one I’ll be using. If you are looking for a search engine AND a place to express your extremist right wing views about “turban heads” and our place in Afghanistan, try here.

I've put all the Canadian books that are on my “to read” list on one shelf; one small, rather pathetic shelf. All the chestnuts are on there: Monroe, Ondaatje, and good ol’ reliable Atwood. I could simply relive Can Lit 250 for the next four weeks, and write essays on the Rural Vs. Urban Identities in Canadian Literature. But I'm looking foreward to checking out some newer stuff as well, like David Chariandy’s “Soucouyant” and Heather O’Neil’s “Lullabies for Little Children.” I'm curious what they have to say about Rural Vs. Urban Indentities in Canadian Literature.

It's already different not having the freedom to simply sit down and flick through channels, or click on YouTube and eat a chicken sandwich (I am so glad I am not actually on a cleanse right now. I can still eat a cheesy, yummy chicken sadwich, just in front of a propped-up ipod playing "The Best of The Current" instead.). After a long day of work, you feel entitled to trash, as if it's the ultimate reward for being productive in any way. I cleaned the house for a few hours the other day, and just felt so satisfied hunkering down to an episode of Project Runway and a rice bowl afterwards. (TV and food are like the same thing in my mind.) If there's anything I've noticed already, other than the sorry state of Canadian search engines, is that just in this first day, I've already consumed a lot less sugary, processed information.

I have a feeling I’m going to a lot more time on my hands.

Tonight: A Canadian playlist to which I’ll be confined, and The Week the Women Went.