Photo credit the Dalai Jarmo. Taken at Granite Falls.
I have nothing to say. Nothing printable, anyway!
It’s the expression on the faces of the choristers while they are singing that makes this video so great.
Because then I will be saying, “Are you looking at my beaver?”
It was with a certain resigned annoyance that I had to listen to Keith’s tirade about everything that was wrong with the fifth Harry Potter movie. I paid for it, after all. Finally I told him to go away, thinking that he would have perhaps have calmed down when I see him again tomorrow. He bumped into me and Katie later and apologized by handing over a can of V8, which I have to admit served better than an apology in many respects. Katie and I much enjoyed it, thanks. A lot of the little touches were exactly right.
“It’s a franchise cash cow – some movies are better left unmade – honk, snort, woof.”
Welcome to welcome to welcome to the multiverse multiverse multiverse.
mOm, in particular read the comments, although I loved the blog post.
Or this portends the end of civilization, and deservedly so.
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.
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.