ADVENTURE!

Me thinks I'm going to go on an adventure!

So I've got this friend who's a pilot. He's training to be a commercial plot, and he needs to log some serious flying time.

He's also a photographer. I met him for dinner this evening to repay him for taking my grad photos. During supper, he asks me

"Soooo....do you have a passport?"

YES!

And he tells me about this two week trip around the western US to see any and everything. He's already got one friend coming, and he wants me to come too.

After some thinking, I really think I'm going to go.

It's two weeks. 10 days of flying 6hrs per day, with 4 days of earth exlopration. I don't have to pay for anything except for my meals, activity costs (like going to the San Diego Zoo), and some accomodation.

Why shouldn't I go? He leaves on April the 25th. That's not long from now. The time is right coz Mike will be away for the summer, and it still leaves me plenty of time to work before AND after. It's such a brilliant idea, and it's semi-spontaneous, and I doubt I'll ever get the chance to do this again.

I love the idea of going on an adventure!

By the Way

If you want to hear any of Leslie's music, go to her myspace page.

you SHOULD hear her music. Anyone with the guts to write (and perform while wearing a gold unitard) a song called "Tight Pants Body Rolls" is fine by me.

http://www.leslieandthelys.com/

OR

http://www.myspace.com/lesliehall

Just to Share

On March 31st, I went to a wicked concert. I had my picture taken with the lovely "Leslie Hall" of "Leslie and the Ly's" fame.

That's right. She's awesome.

This is the picture we had taken together. I know. It's awesome.


Note that my shirt is flashing mad-wicked glare at you. This is because it's a Gem sweater. It had gold sequins on it. It's a great sweater.

In other news, I found this picture of a few friends (and friends of friends) of mine at UBC...

..They were "Storming the Wall" at UBC. At Midnight. REALLY drunk. When they weren't supposed to. I think they managed to get two people over the wall...

This is the "after" picture. When we got caught. The girl in the "REC" t-shirt was the one who caught us. She was kind enough to pose for a photo. She must have been drunk, too. Ah well!

Good times were had by all!

Why You Should Love CBC Radio, too

<--- This is Jian. He's a CBC radio host. He's super great. Below is a link to Jian doing his job when Billy Bob Thorton is a stupid idiot on national radio.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJWS6qyy7bw

Plus, after this interview, and following the Boxmaster's next performance where they get booed, Billy Bob and his band leave Canada, and don't bother finishing their tour. In other news, Sarah Michelle Gellar is Pregnant! yesss! Baby slayers for all!

I'm feeling like putting pictures up. Here's a couple more.

Robert Pattinson, aka "Edward Cullen" (aka, Mr. "Do I dazzle you?"


Mike. aka "Better than R. Pats" McBurnie.

AND HE SAYS "GET BACK TO WORK!"

New Car?

1998 Pontiac Sunfire.

White.

2nd Owner bought it when it was 2 years old.

Needs new tires, but comes with winter wheels.

No special features except a/c and CD player.

Crack in windshield needs replacing.

$1500.

All in (with tires and insurance and windshield) it'll probably come to $2500, but that's 1/2 of the $5000 budget I'd set for myself. I haven't made any decisions yet, but it looks like a good deal. The seller is Mike's neighbour, and he seems legit.

Dunno yet. Even though the cabriolet for sale down the street looks super cute, I'd go for the sunfire over it. Dad and I went to look at it, and it's got rust. And it looks like the hood was replaced (front ender, perhaps?). but it's only $500. All in the way things go. But I'm still looking.

Here's Some More

I liked going to Wreck Beach.

Even though I only made it there a few times, I thought it was great.

And after all of the walking I did every day being in Vancouver, the stairs weren't that bad by the end. Sure there were 880 of them, but I was able to get them all in without a heart attack, mildly burning thighs and a guitar strapped to my back.

And, yea, I brought my guitar. The downside was that it was a lot cooler on the beach than it was where I lived (where I could see the ocean through the trees), and the moment I pulled the acoustic out and played 3 chords I could tell the thing was waaay out of tune. So I played a little. Then I played out of tune. Then my fingers froze and I couldn't play much of anything, so I went for a short walk. It was really, really nice though. I was there at sunset, and it was just right. Perhaps a little windy, but just the way you'd expect a spring sunset to be like.

And now I'm back in Kamloops where it's brown. I'd also normally say that it's bone-dry, except there's a spattering of rain that's put a gloom over everything and made it slightly soggy.

I liked being in Vancouver, on the whole. I liked that there was always something to do, and even though it took a rather tiresome bus ride out of Point Grey (UBC) to get to where some of the action was, there were always things to look at and see and do and explore. Not like here in Kamloops where you could take a 30 minute busride to get to one place, and there's not much else to do once you get there. I'm thinking like ballet class. In Vancouver, I took some ballet classes (to keep up - I still have a recital to do here in May) downtown. After - or even before class - I'd often go walking around...go to the book store, or explore a street I'd never seen. Back in Kamloops I can take a bus to ballet, but then there's nothing anywhere nearby that would warrant me walking around, unless I wanted to go to the supermarket or the bank.

In Kamloops, I couldn't say, "Hey Mike, I have ballet class at noon. I haven't been to gastown yet. Would you like to meet me after and we'll go walking before we go to the Lazer Led Zeppelin Show at the planetarium?" and then walk for three hours before going to dinner on Granville island and seeing the (WICKED AWESOME) show?

I'm going to miss that.

Now, I do like Kamloops. I liked that the moment I came back, I would see people I knew everywhere I went. Just last night I went to the movies with Mike. Once we came in the door, I bought my movie ticket from Erica (Highschool friend), and was in line in front of Larry Reid, a local TV and TRU sports personality (I immediately came out with saying "oh, HI, Mr. Reid." I bet he has no idea who I was. I loved that my first response was to call him "mister.") and then after we bought our popcorn, I recognized a local Real Estate Agent. This all happened within about 10 minutes. I like that Kamloops is small. I like that you can know so many people. Frankly, it means that if you work hard and shmoose with the best of them you can get the leg up that you need/want. (My example is within the arts/theatre community, also called "the Trinity" - Kamloops Art Gallery, Western Canada Theatre, and the Kamloops Symphony - if you're in good with at least one of them, you're in good with them all. Of course, if you wrong one, you're toast)

I also like that I can be in Barnhartvale and still be in Kamloops. I can be out where it's quiet and more rural (though still very suburban), but be as far away from downtown Kamloops as I was from downtown Vancouver when I was at UBC.

But, we'll see where I end up. I'd like to be in Vancouver for a while. I want to get the so-called "city sillies" out, but I have a feeling I won't be there forever. Since I'm pretty well finished school (HUZZAH! I've never felt so proud than I do now for being [nearly] finished my degree), the world is opening up. I've been telling people that "after June 4th (the date of my graduation) the world pretty much falls off" and I like that. Being a person who has felt the need to strictly plan my life, it's felt pretty freeing to be able to have so many choices to pick from. I like it!

YESSS!

and by "hot Pink" I mean "Hot Pink Alpaca Lace Socks"

What Am I Knitting Today?

Hot pink alpaca lace socks.

I'm nearly done. Yess.

Coz Mike says I don't Post Enough

These are the holidays that sometimes I feel like I'm of the select few who actually know why it's a day off work in the first place.

Not that I'm saying that everyone has to be Christian or anything. Not by a long shot. What I'm saying is that there are a lot of "holidays" that are being spread so thin that I feel like a weirdo going to Church on Easter Sunday or on Christmas day.

Yea, I get that Easter being the celebration of re-birth (though originally meaning the re-birth of Christ, and our own selves and thinking about making positive changes in our own lives) coincides with puppies and ducklings and baby bunnies and new flowers, but Easter time is one of those holidays that you get TWO days out of, and people don't know why. "It's the time for getting chocolate and hunting for eggs!" MMk. Find your own meaning. Maybe I'm just feeling weird because when I want to celebrate the season, people look at you like you're made out of sea-foam or something. "Huh? You go to church? oooooooook..." I don't know that I like feeling outcast for trying to celebrate the season with fewer commercial prompts. Plus, I don't think anyone gives the Jewish population the same looks when they celebrate Passover. It's what they do. Easter being about the religious motives is what I do.

And now I'm done ranting. Plus, I just polished off a nice tasting chocolate egg, so I'm feeling better.

As Mike Would Put It....

Happy Zombie Jesus day!



Today started at 430 am. It's family tradition to go to our parish's Easter Sunday Sunrise Service. That involves putting on winter-wear and going to the beach on the North Shore to stand around a fire. Mike says it's cult-like, I say pish-posh.

But that's because we go to Denny's for breakfast.

Sort of. Actually, I kind of like it. Some years it's really nice and you get the whole sunrise on the beach thing for the "rebirth of Christ," but this year was not that year. This year was cold. And cloudy. (of course, I know better, and I wore the winter coat, knit toque mittens and underwear. My brother, who I'm thinking may have done it just to make us feel bad for him because he was acting like an angry pansy for being up early, wore a t-shirt and hooded zippy sweater and froze.)

Then, I came home and slept. These days are always weird and trip me up. It's also my mother's birthday. You see, after you come home at 830 am, you go back to bed for a nap. I woke up at 1pm. I started thinking "Oh no, I didn't get to give mom her birthday present yesterday." Then I realize that it wasn't yesterday. It was today. Many, many hours ago. It's like having a mini day in the middle of two other days. I think I got 8 days this week. Weird.

But the french toast this morning was good.