Author: Allegra

is currently throwing toilet paper rolls down the basement stairs and life is ok.

I set up the ironing board so Alex can race Lightning McQueen and Sally down it and he insisted I make a chequered flag.

Now the toilet paper rolls are a very fussy tunnel full of cars.

Got the Hermit for my day sign.

Should be every day.

Barge fire on the Fraser / Sto:lo – southern sky black with toxic smoke.

so one of the things about having invented a 200+ cast of named characters (mostly siblings) is that I can have all kinds of stories based on the interests and proclivities of the children

one of them decides to be an assassin

a volunteer assassin

of billionaires

set a few years from now

feeling blah but continuing

Well, I managed to temporarily kill the washer this morning, and Jeff pulled it out of the cooker. I’m headed downstairs now to sort out the last of the grunge before he pushes the washer back into place. The bathmat barfed up all its backing into the filter.

TWAS RILLY GROSS PIPPLE

Guess I should wash the rags that got put down the floor when about two gallons barfed out of the washer.

What would I do without Jeff? Apart from having really shitty internet I’d have the landlord on speed dial.

Oh my god that concrete floor which I just washed was massively disgusting, and I rendered numbers of spiders temporarily sans-abri.

Alex came by yesterday after we went for a walk down at the Quay… Keith came with but checked out early to catch the Pride Parade for an hour or so.

Alex played kazoo, jumped on the bed, played with his toys on the deck and played Xenon very hard for about half an hour. It was all quite delightful. I also managed to learn how to format a USB drive since Katie wanted the last of s13 of STooopernatural and for the life of me I couldn’t get a tiny file onto a reasonably large memory stick and she suggested reformatting it if cleaning the files off wasn’t good enough. I was absolutely NOT wanting to bug Jeff about it since he has work of his own and I am perfectly able to look stuff up on google without spavining myself.

cause Katie didn’t call me for breakfast but that probably means she slept in and that is good

Had a lot of trouble sleeping, probably because I napped so much.

I wrote, but not on proper projects (I’m even working on a quarter century old romance novel, what the hell).

SO HOT. hot as lava.

We’re going to a morning matinee today and then I’m taking Jeff to lunch.

Alex’s tweet yesterday had me drooling

Picnic spread: potato salad, momofuku eggs, balsamic tomato basil salad, corn chips, salsa, guacamole, veggies and dip, cured meats, cheeses, baguette, crackers, and a selection of fresh fruit. Now to carry it all to the beach!

So it was me, Darwin, Alex, Katie, Keith, Paul and Jeff.

We ate and talked and I noodled on Otto and Rowena.

Weather was fricking outstanding, hot and clear with a breeze, and Alex found us a nice shady tree to sit beneath.

THAT TOMATO BASIL SALAD gave me LIFE.

Jeff and I are seriously thinking of making a little movie about our trip downtown because JESUS CHRIST EVERY MORON WITH A DRIVER’S LICENCE AND AN EXPENSIVE VEHICLE BLOCKED OUR WAY sometimes repeatedly.

There was a pole in front of the sign as we were driving home from the family picnic yesterday evening, so brO sounded it out as Cheese Evangelical Church instead of Chinese Evangelical Church and candidly we all know Cheese Evangelists.

I so love it when Katie calls me up for brekkie on Saturday. We laugh, we talk, and almost inevitably, we cry.

Then we went up the mountain and looked west over the city and talked some more.

I LOVE MY FAM

Then Jeff and I tried to go to a matinee. What a clusterf that was.

Still having a good day. Back to editing.

Practiced yesterday O GOD our fingerends looked like railroad tracks. If you can believe it Paul said that he’d never heard Indio’s Hard Sun. I played it for him on youtube

and then figured out how to play Cadd9 and Am7 on Otto and we played our way through (no singing) about a hunnert times.

So yesterday I learned two new chords and got Paul to actually practice guitar, yay me.

Slept a lot yesterday. I obviously needed it. I feel absolutely clearheaded and well rested now although I had the salmon of wisdom and steeped tea for brekkie so maybe that has something to do with it as well.

I have had the MOST INTENSE CRAVING for beer in the last couple of days. I have had beer since November a couple of times and always felt like shit afterwards so I’ve managed to hold off but it’s a lousy feeling, let me tell you.

ANARCHISM FOR THE PEOPLE.

so I made gazpacho to take to the musical evening and we visited and we played and ate cold salmon and cole slaw and potatoes and rice and obvs the gazpacho, and it was RILLY NICE to eat cold food (although Tom nuked the gazpacho, what a card).

Last song of the night was Mike playing In The Early Morning Rain – he does a great version of it and

anyway now I can’t sleep because I’m so buzzed and happy.

Katie and Alex didn’t come but Keith attended, and how good to see him.

Tom and Peggy floated the idea of a memorial filk for the 10th anniversary of John’s death next summer. I support this notion.

FUCK how can he have been gone ten years? Sometimes I want him back so bad

nobody else could interpret the world as he could

So I walked to Timmy Ho’s yesterday at 6 am (the crows were talking to me almost the entire way, it was quite funny) and then Paul wanted to walk midmorning so we went to Oakalla. We paused to talk to some dog walkers and heard a funny anecdote about the bear that’s been in the park for the last little.

Enormous, glossy, well-fed and utterly unconcerned with the doings of humans, it crossed the boardwalk in front of our interlocutor, jumped into the lily pad end of Deer Lake (what I’d fucking give for a video of that!), and swam away with the air of a gentleman pleased to drop the temp a little. Apparently it was so calm it didn’t even make the guard dog he was holding the leash on bark, which is amazing in my view.

so that was 4k yesterday on the new orthotics and even now shit’s yelping down in the dogs, although I must admit I slept great

Tonight, off to the Ville-ah for a dinner and some music if it’s not too too grisly hot. So looking forward to seeing Peggy and Tom.

That was a relief, finding that out. Spoke to Dave; it’s been unconscionably warm in TO, but it’s been about average for July here, clear and hot and airless.

Tammy is recovering well from her knee replacement, yay mobility.

Had a most cheering twitter conversation with my biggest fan yesterday, that was pleasant.

Haven’t heard from or seen Keith in a while… wondering how he’s doing.

I’m thinking of walking over to Tim Horton’s. Woke up with my knees hurting like crazy (I have no idea why) but I suspect they’ll feel better if I go walkies.