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Each week, Torontoist examines the upcoming TV listings and makes note of programs that are entertaining, informative, and of quality. Or, alternately, none of those. The result: Televisualist.

Each week, Torontoist examines the upcoming TV listings and makes note of programs that are entertaining, informative, and of quality. Or, alternately, none of those. The result: Televisualist.

Each week, Torontoist examines the upcoming TV listings and makes note of programs that are entertaining, informative, and of quality. Or, alternately, none of those. The result: Televisualist.

It snowed again last night, so if you're going anywhere, it'll probably take you a long time. However, we're getting another storm on the weekend so you might as well wait before you start shovelling. Actually, it'll be spring in a couple of weeks anyway so if you have enough cans of SpaghettiO's, it's probably best to just stay home til then.

Toronto Zoo to go green. The Zoo will now focus on biodiversity and sustainability while presenting animals from around the world in small, depressing, joke-like habitats that offer a crude mockery of how the animals would prefer to live, focusing on the fact that while their lives in the zoo might suck, at least nobody is killing these animals for fun, as would frequently happen in the wild.

For some magically ridiculous reason, CBC Radio 3's weekly countdown, the R3-30, is broadcasting from a skating rink this week in a move that's heavily dividing the hipster set after the announcement of another free—and markedly less active—event that same night: Tokyo Police Club at Nathan Phillips Square.

Many of us developed an affection for opera early in life through Looney Tunes versions of Rossini and Wagner. For some, having Elmer Fudd chant “Kill the Wabbit” to the tune of “Ride of the Valkyries” in Chuck Jones's animated masterpiece taught us everything we wanted to know about opera. But if your ambition to appreciate the finer things in life extends beyond Bugs Bunny, real opera could be an intimidating world of old rich people, dead composers, elitist intellectualism and impenetrable European languages.

It’s not been a week since the Toronto International Film Festival left us, and this week’s new releases make it hard for us to move on despite a couple of TIFF premieres leading the way.

A lot happens in and around Toronto, but we can only write about so much in a week. Here's the best of the rest, in a new weekly feature we're calling Superfluist. Superfluist will appear every Friday night.

If today’s column title gets Rachel Sweet’s Hairspray stuck in your head for the rest of the day, good! Because then we’ll have made our point that the version of Hairspray hitting this weekend isn’t as good as the John Waters original. Though the music not being as good is only part of it. There’s also the inherent irony about making a musical in which one of the central themes is integration through a shared love of largely-African American music that features only music written by a couple of white dudes. Hell, the irony of just making a musical about that. Musicals are basically the whitest form of entertainment we can imagine.

Chances are if you are a pervert, an intellectual, or a writer, then you are very familiar with the works of Chuck Palahniuk. The author of "Invisible Monsters", "Choke", and the cult classic "Fight Club" will be in town tonight to sign copies of his new book, "Rant: The Oral History of Buster Casey."

Welcome to Torontoist's new weekly Lit. Listings of all things bookish, wordy, and between the covers. We want to highlight the "lit" in Toronto's literary scene: as you, dear reader, may have noticed, a lot of writing about writing is dull, and could be improved with a bit of light.

This is what you won't be mistaking for a dime in your pocket anymore: the TTC's new token. While the old token was incredibly easy to counterfeit and felt of a lesser quality than a Chuck E. Cheese coin, the new one looks a little more official and is virtually impossible to counterfeit, according to the TTC.

Even as the stores sport back to school sales (which depress us, even now), summer lingers on your friends the -ists. This week's collection of links provides some of the best, worst, and oddest bits of summer fun. So, bring your laptop up onto the roof, make yourself an umbrella drink or ten, and enjoy this week's choice posts from across the Gothamist network.

Phillyist notes a fistfight between local pols that leaves one man down for the count. Jehovah's Witnesses get a Philly contributor out of bed, things get a little geeky with a film festival and geeky gets taken to a whole new galaxy when they talk with the Dragon Queen of the Dark Kingdom.

-Paul Martin pulls out the old "But Mo-om, he DOES have a stupid face - you can't get mad at me for telling the truth!" excuse to defend the Liberal attack ads.

On this day last year, Torontoist received the "How to Post" email message, detailing posting, linking and all sorts of other neat blogging essentials. Exactly one year later, we still have the email. So this isn't our birthday, but more so the night our parents conceived us.

Hey long time no speak, Justice Gomery. What's shaking? How are the Gomery's? Have you seen yet? It was very good. Bill Murray barely even speaks throughout the whole movie...just like a silent actor! So subtle, yet so powerful at the same time. Anyway, just had a few questions regarding this whole inquiry thing. Basically, we'd like to know how much credence you're giving the testimony of suspected criminal low-life's Jean Brault and Chuck Guite. And how about Chretien with those golf balls? Sheesh. What a predicament that was...

Tall Poppy Interview: Chuck Klosterman

Fight Clubbiest author Chuck Palahniuk reads from his latest, Haunted, at the Yonge and Eg Indigo this evening. You should know that the charismatic Mr. Palahniuk does, on occasion, like to "pelt the audience with artificial limbs, wrestling masks and plastic vomit, but better artificial limbs than boredom, TOist always says. 7 pm.

Torontoist will take some time off from long-weekend drinking and head to church. Not to atone for his sins, of which there are plenty, but to check out what the independent literary artists of Toronto have been cooking up while squirelled away in their basement apartments, lofts and bedrooms over the winter at the Small Press Book Fair.

Sorry, Torontoist got so wrapped up in that Gomery affair we totally forgot our Mercredi Mixtape obligations last week! Expect another blip in the Mixtape delivery when Chuck Guite gets all up in it. Other than that, here's the downloadables:

Even before the great Chuck D warned us not to believe the hype, there was an air of skepticism around the ME-dia's recommendations. The problems surrounding media hype, especially during festivals like CMW, is that most media outlets make it very clear which acts are worth seeing - and most people believe it. It doesn't sound like a problem, that is until no one can actually get in to see the bands that receive hype. Torontoist thinks this is fairly obvious, but is mentioning it anyway.

The match making business will never be the same after gay marriage is introduced into Canadian culture. When the capital "L" liberals vote to change the definition of marriage from the union of a man and woman to the union of two people, the definition of match making will change with it.