Month: July 2007

This is what I wrote in the Sabir Sisters guestbook

On 17 July 2007 I saw them perform at the Jericho Beach Folk Club.  For energy, musicianship, the pace of the show and the sheer and evident delight they take in performing with each other, I have never seen their equal. I highly recommend one of their shows, and sit close, so you don’t miss a thing.

that was a berloody awesome show, and I won’t miss a chance to see them again.

Sundry and Various

Muriel P died on Friday.  I talked to Jim P tonight and he’s doing okay; he and Carly are going to Ottawa for the memorial service on Friday.

I didn’t know her at all, and only met her twice, once when Keith was weeks old, and once at her husband’s funeral.

I am working on a long poem called (the difficulties).

Jeff and I nearly ran over a deer yesterday in Jeff’s car – a young buck wandering across the Gaglardi/University Drive East intersection (and about 30 meters from the last place I nearly hit a deer myself, on the ramp in a thick fog.  Did I jump!).  Jim and Jan have a cougar story, but I’d prefer them to tell the story, so I’ll wait until they send it to me 😉

The sunset is so stunning I nearly burst into tears when I saw it.  I am absurdly sensitive to colours and scenery these days, it’s like everything was turned up maximum gain.

I am so glad to be writing again, and I practiced mandolin for about 45 minutes tonight, too.

Actually bought fresh fruits and vegetables and ATE THEM.  It’s driving me nuts, I’m point two of a pound away from breaking 180.  Hopefully quitting coffee, with all that cream and sugar, will push things in the right direction.

Jeff is here

So about thirty seconds after I went all finger-in-my-eye about Keith not turning up, Jeff turned up MOST unexpectedly and we had a quiet evening of communing about the Aubrey Maturin books and playing with the Mac – he turned me on to another internet radio station called Groove Salad which I much enjoyed.

I have now worked out two mornings in a row and my shoulders feel all trembly from the reps.

Jeff has agreed to take Katie to the ferry this morning. She will meet up with her brother and grands on the other side.

visiting

Visited with Stephanie yesterday and had the great privilege of watching her work on some art.  She had spent an hour an a half being slathered with plaster of paris so she could do a torso mold, and she was making various course corrections in the hardened clay piece and making a stand for it.  As we got to sit out in her gazebo while she was working, it was exceeding pleasant, but wow, it was some hot yesterday. When everything is done she’s going to glaze and fire it, and seeing as how it was already very fine I can hardly wait to see the finished piece.
We also had lunch at Havana.  I had had a very rough night’s sleep on Friday – worst night’s sleep I’ve had in quite some time – so I pleaded intense sleepiness and deked home around 4, and so missed meeting her new boyfriend; you can tell how bagged I was that my curiosity was overcome by exhaustion.  Got home and literally went to bed and slept for 12 hours, having the most bizarre dreams you can imagine.  I was chased by a naked Robin Williams, refereed a discussion between two three year old girls (but I want you to stay fowa my pawty) (but I’m not feewing weww), found out that the entire time I was living at the Augur Inn there was a (cue ominous music) secret room; got shit from Keith for packing his stuff without labelling it and there were more dreams on top of that, mostly involving Paul, although it was all very civil.

Keith is coming over today briefly and then to Tom and Peggy’s for supper, yeah.

Since I finally have a printer I can work on moving some of my books around with Bookcrossing – I can make labelz…

I’m hoping that all the guys I know who are at the Arlington Air Show are having a good time.  The weather has been good and hot.