Super Ted


There isn’t much going on, except I have to get ready for a flight to Calgary this evening, but thought I would leave this as a Christmas present for anyone who happened to stop by!

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Happy holidays!

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Rare for December in Vancouver


So today I took the rental car out for a spin – had to get a few things done, but I also needed to stop and appreciate the gorgeous day we had. A little chilly, sure, but the sun was out!

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I stopped in a park on the University Endowment Lands that is a little rest stop for travellers. When I got there I was a bit disappointed because the sun was so bright that I thought I wouldn’t be able to take a decent picture. I aimed my camera and shot – and got some great photos that I’m pretty happy with. That doesn’t happen everyday.

I feel so much better getting rid of some of my stuff: 1 load of garbage to the dump, 1 load of cds and lps to friends, one 1/2 load consisting of a plant and computer to another friend, and three bags of clothing donated to the thrift store.

I’m feeling more mobile already.

A Plea from someone with bad eyesight…


{This picture is of a wall in think cafe’s bathroom. I swear in the next few days I’ll take the camera for a walk again and get some slightly more relevant pics }

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last night i went to see the weakerthans at the red room in vancouver.

the opening band was ‘murder by death’ from indiana. it took them a couple of songs to get into their groove and they played a very noodle-y song at the end of their set that probably was pushing it a bit, but overall they were quite good. very heavy low end sound at times, which i quite love. i was also quite impressed by the bass player: he was able to play bass and smoke a cigarette through two songs without having to remove the cigarette from his mouth once. such talent.

the weakerthans were great, of course. the ‘four-piece power punk band from winnepeg’ had magically expanded to what looked like a seven piece band at times. the show had a ‘celebration’ type energy, maybe because this was the last stop on their n.a. tour that looks to have started in early november.

but back to the space: this space was a good size, but there wasn’t a decent sightline from anywhere except for the mosh pit. most of the “in between band time” was spent, for me, mentally redecorating the space: maybe if they added some different seating here, took away some there, it would work.

then, of course, in my sightline i get drunk frat boy. at least he was of the loud singing type: he knew all the words to all their songs. but i didn’t really come to hear random guy live out his dreams of being a sideline john k. samson. even more.. i didn’t come to get the real weakerhans blocked by toqued singing guy.

i don’t entirely blame the toqued frattie though: the sightlines were shit. most i could see when toqued frat boy cleared out was a clear shot of what looked like the back of carolyn mark’s drummer’s head. however, two times toqued frat boy looked back and saw me, not more than five feet behind him, and he chose to stand right in front of me: once when I was sitting and once when standing. there was plenty of room for everyone, yet buddy thought he needed to be as uncourteous as humanly possible.

thus my open letter to the loud singing drunk frat boy (done, of course as a toast with beer in hand):may the road rise up to hit you and may your toque spontaneously combust.

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just a picutre of a building. the best part about taking a picture of a building is the other people that stop and look up like there is something more there – like there is someone ready to jump off of the top of the building or something.

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yesterday i was on the bus leaving work and very very tired. there were some university kids on the bus and they were talking about food shopping.
dude 1: “ya, we’re going to safeway to get some food”
dude 2: “dude, you should totally get a costco card. that’s the shit”
dude 3: “do you have a membership?”
dude 2: “ya, its so cool. you go there and buy a 5lb block of cheese and it like lasts you forever. its awesome”.

at which point i laughed out loud. i was trying not to listen, but the conversation reminded me so much of living in residence and those people i knew that could live off of cheese and beer.

i guess there is something to say for progress: at least the kids these days aren’t buying their cheese at the cambie.

Vancity in November

i’m having a bit too much fun trying out this whole blogging thing. i’m a blogging maniac. Well, probably not.

This picture was taken at the foot of burrard street in vancouver on a surprisingly beautiful november day. no november rain.

i love this picture because it reinforces the ridiculous decision by the olympic gaming ctte to award vancouver with the winter olympics in 2010. see the dusting of snow on the mountains? picturesque – sure. enough to run a million and one winter sports on? that, i guess, remains to be seen.

one plus from the olympics: the luge (looje?): i wonder if they’ll have a huge luge park that the public could use after the olympics are done? that’d be cool.