Off to Tom and Peggy’s yestreen for Roast Beast and Many, Many Vegetables, and then singing. We started with the Tapioca Song, and blessedly, got better from there. We even sang Barrett’s Privateers, also Frobisher Bay, Columbus Stockade Blues, I sang “Junk Drawer” a capella, and of course I’ll Fly Away. Peggy has TWO standup basses right now while Patrick is in Europe touring. Don’t you find that a beautiful kind of excess?
Bjork and Moomins. Great combo; crazy spooky wildly creative elf-inflected northerners.
I’m 51 today. Mike and a bunch of the gang from the old Statpower days are taking me out for drinkypoos at the Mountain Shadow. I am so looking forward to seeing the folks. Jeff greeted me on my 16th birthday by playing 16 Candles from the American Graffitti soundtrack first thing in the morning…. I have a distinct recollection of being blasted out of bed by it, but then again my distinct recollections turn to sand the second I try to build something on them. I also recollected it was snowing that morning.
Unbelievable wind and rain right now. It’s November in Vancouver, all right.
I really wish I’d started taking Vitamin D earlier. It’s virtually impossible for me to feel depressed or anxious when I’m taking it on a regular basis.
Chipper, your gift of that stripey orange shirt is being appreciated by new people every week.
Tammy is in Venice and elsewhere in Europa. She sounds like she’s having a wonderful time.
Happy Birthday Allegra. What a sweet and thoughtful brother you have.
Happy birthday! Here’s to having the most pleasant sort of interesting year.
That shirt is so nuts, glad someone else is enjoying it. I had my fun already Orange you say! Strangely when I looked at it on you it registered as green, though I thought when wearing it that it is orange also.
And happy birthday too. So much for taking birthday week off work, I guess this time you took the whole bleedin’ year! May it continue to be productive and renewing.