If you’re an Eastlink telephone customer, you can dial 367-1111 for a Type 102 Milliwatt Test and 367-0000 to get something called “Eastlink Operations.” As with Aliant, dial 611 to get the business office.

It’s very, very quiet here at the office today: Johnny’s en route to Dublin, NH for a week with Yankee and the young lads are off drumming. I’ll either get a lot of work done, or I will slowly go insane.

Our regular Sunday night trivia mates were off in the woods at their annual corporate drumming circle last night, and Catherine was under the weather, so it was left to Johnny, Jodi and I to defend the honour of our trivia team at Babas Lounge.

Fortunately, for the tender souls of our missing teammates, last night was a special “sex trivia” night, and the questions ran the gamut from Elizabeth I to fellatio and everything inbetween.

We got off to a slow start, scoring only 6 out of 10 on the first round. We scored a decisive second round victory, however, with a 9 out of 10 score plus a two point bonus question win, for a total of 17 points out of a possible 20. Which left us on top of the heap, a full two points ahead of a 5-way tie for second place.

The win left us in an odd position: we had a $40 bar tab as winnings, and not enough thirst for alcohol to drink it all in. Fortunately, Catherine agreed to come in as designated drinker: I quickly drove home, she ran over to Babas, and with a few shots of Oban and some help from J + J on the side, the tab was extinguished forthwith.

After a disappointing start to the trivia season last week — we got punctured by a last minute switch from Hermes to Mercury, my fault — this is sweet justice, if only because it leaves us with bragging rights when our cocky young friends return from the shore.

Next Sunday. 8:00 p.m. See you there.

The Saturday New York Times travel section has an article titled Where to Go in 2005: Budget that highlights Slovenia:

For those who refuse to give up on the idea of a European vacation, there are affordable alternatives to high-priced capitals such as Paris and London. Situated on the Ljubljanica River, Ljubljana, the small, sophisticated capital of Slovenia does not want to be known as just a bargain-hunter’s dream destination. (A new crop of sparkling four-star hotels attests to that sentiment.) Nevertheless, there are bargains to be found.

Catherine and I went to see Oceans Twelve tonight. Except Catherine thought we were going to see The Life Aquatic. And she couldn’t figure out why they never got around to going out on the ocean. It was an echo of the whole Jungle Fever vs. Jungle Book fiasco that occured the day after our first night before.

A few more tiny changes here:

• The “are you human?” test now uses random English-language words rather than cryptic codes. Thanks to Nils for suggesting this.
• If you leave something out when entering a comment, the comment form will automagically pop down to the bottom of the page, which makes for less confusing scrolling.
• There’s a new “Add Your Comment” link under every post, which takes you directly to the comment form, skipping over existing comments.
• The count of “new” comments is now a link directly to the first new comment.
• Problems that existing with phantom “" characters appearing in comments if you made an error in entering the “are you human?” code the first time around.

In a dramatic attempt to combine father and sonliness with a thorough defrosting of the car, Oliver and I drove over the causeway to Cornwall tonight and had dinner at the new Pizza Delight.

My experiences with Pizza Delight until today had been limited to (a) the insanity of the Pizza Delight at the Cavendish Boardwalk on a rainy midsummer day, (b) the ghoulish experience of eating pizza in the Pizza Delight in the old 1911 jail in Charlottetown (I’ve never understood how “last state execution on PEI” and “tasty food” go together) and (c) the lukewarm cardboard pizza from the Confederation Court Mall location.

In other words “not good.”

I was pleasantly surprised.

Outside of Mcdonalds, restaurants that cater to families with kids are few and far between. And Mcdonalds exacts the heavy dual price of sappy character addiction and moribund food.

Pizza Delight in Cornwall, I’m happy to report, is an exception to this rule. And they pull it off without the use of magic characters named Pizzi and Roni.

Pizza Delight’s kid goodness starts with a kid menu that has more than chicken fingers and french fries: they make pizza shaped like dogs and cats. That was enough to rope in Oliver for life. Then there’s the bread bar — choose bread, spread gloop, grill. It’s a clone of the Piazza Joes one, but they serve better bread.

They’ve got crayons and colouring paper at the ready, juice served in spill-proof cups, and really friendly staff. To top it off, they bring around a “treasure chest” at the end of the meal from which kids are allowed to extract a lovely parting gift — and the gifts run the gamut from books to bouncy balls.

None of these things is revolutionary or unique. But weaving them all together as they do in Cornwall, and in a clean, well-lit, colourful room, well that’s rare indeed.

We’ll be back.

Over in the England and Wales the baby name Oliver is on the march. In 2000 it was the 14th most popular boy name; in 2001 it rose to 12th, in 2002 it was 10th, in 2003 it was 6th and in 2004 it was 7th (okay, that’s a slight dip, perhaps a small backlash).

That makes Oliver, in 2004, behind only Jack, Joshua, Thomas, James, Daniel, and Samuel in popularity.

Meanwhile, over in the U.S.A. Oliver is also on the rise, albeit with a higher mountain to climb: 305th most popular in 2000, rising to 243rd in 2003.

Here in Canada, a nation of regions, there doesn’t appear to be a central source for countrywide popularity information. However in British Columbia, Oliver was 54th in 2003, 31st in 2002, 36th in 2001 and 28th in 2000, which reflects a weakening Oliver trend on the west coast.

Obviously Canada is not leading the world in this regard. We’re happy to try and do our small part.

Although the CBC has links to its InSite system sprinkled through its website, they don’t make a point of revealing that there’s a very useful front door to the system.

Although not all CBC Radio programs use the system, many of them do, and through the InSite web system you can search back into the past (way, way back: here’s the Vinyl Cafe from September 1997 for example) and find the show rundown including all of the music, often including very detailed information like players, composer, record label and so on. Here’s After Hours from January 4, 2005, for example, which tells you everything you’d ever want to know about all the tracks played that night.

This is web + radio at its best; kudos to the CBC for making the resource public.