so the museum yesterday was a bust. after battling and winning against the anti-joint smoking winds, we got the the museum and surprise, holiday afternoon=packed. overwhelming lines. We took off and ran across inner harbour, under dressed and cursing the freezing rain/sleet. first to the wax museum. 12$ to see lame 80's celebrities and royalty for the millionth time... nah. not even the torture chamber was enough to entice. Undersea gardens wasn't a draw either. So we ended up at miniature world; equally outdated, but it aged much better. great fun. Thankfully the exhibits only had poorly secured plexiglass barriers- I managed a good thump against one after getting a little to absorbed in trying to find the working dollhouse toilet (they claimed it worked, but I saw no evidence of such). Another highlight: worlds smallest operational sawmill! it was built by this old forester in his basment (awesome) at a scale of one inch to one foot- the size of a very large pool table. goddamned modern fire regulations prohibit them from actually turning it on anymore. so you get to watch a video of it working instead. laaame.
oh and there was a suspiciously high number of women with short 'no muss, no fuss' hair cuts, sensible shoes and light day packs. all visiting on their own i think. hm.
so the holiday week has been lovely. visits with old time pals. the snow is finally disappearing... today is a perfectly grey, wet, windy west coast winter day.
My days have been filled with job hunting, watching Weeds with my mother, drawing, etc etc. It's lovely, but I'm itching for the next thing.
so in toronto, when i wasn't at the library, most of my posts were made from this desk:
These days, this is generally where the magic happens:
Amy returns to Van tomorrow. This afternoon we are going to smoke a joint and go to the museum. well alright.
I had planned a cozy evening alone with some wine or winter beer or or maybe even a hot toddy. so i braved the outdoors to shovel the sidewalk and make a trip to the liquor store. alas it is CLOSED ON SUNDAY. buh! walking or busing to the next nearest store wasn't an option, so i went and stared at the ocean for a while. I walked home and told myself that I could have just as good of a time without alcohol or drugs. hahaha. no i can't. I just found a replaceable bottle of wine and things are looking up.
this man has so much more vitamin D than me right now
from benjamin roi
video games with headre and byron yesterday. Our evening was cut short by this never ending snow storm.
all plans cancelled today until further ntoice. So Im housesitting, unemployed and out of weed. the day is full of (limited) possibility.
The west coast had better remind me of its charms pretty quick.
yay! another example of innovative green developments going beyond sketches! It is mixed use (shopping next to houses next to offices) which is pretty standard if you want to get any attention in the urban development world these days.
The design will be one of two centres envisioned for the future new town, a self sufficient city of 77,000 inhabitants located 35 km south of Seoul.
By pushing these rings outwards, every part of the program receives a terrace for outdoor life. Plantations around the terraces with a floor to floor circulation system store water and irrigate the plants.
In each tower a number of voids connect to the atrium providing for light and ventilation and creating semi-public spaces.
from somewhere on this tech site. i forgot where though
AND they have a group!
21 REASONS TO DATE A HORSE BACK RIDER...and once more: shudder
1) We have 4 speeds and many positions
2) We wear tight pants and tall boots
3) We love getting dirty
4) We know how to ride our mounts
5)We perform well with animals
6) We like to be in control
7) We’ll ride it for hours
8) We know how to handle a big girth
9) We get off easy
10) We're always on top
11) We like it rough
12) We have our legs spread all day long
13) We love using whips
14) Straddling is our natural position
15) We don't mind being bucked around
16) Event riders do it for three days
17) We can ride standing or sitting
18) We wear leather chaps everyday
19) We think the fast ones are the most fun
20) We're used to having hands between our legs
21) If we fall off we get back on and ride harder
P.S. Have you seen the posting trot???!!!
i let coke slowly ooze through my backpack and onto my laptop. shiiit.
because I work with/for kensington good old boys, my boss knew of a guy who'd take a look at it, and another guy who'd give me half price parts if it was fried.
buddy cleaned it out and ta-da almost like new!
Im really going to miss working at the centre of the universe (and i dont mean the victoria observatory. I love having a boss that says 'yous guys' and his best friend that repeatedly offered to pour bags of contrete mix down my toilets when i was having landlord troubles.
I'll miss all the kensington stories of family feuds, who wronged who, who gives blow jobs for pocket change, who that drunk guy yelling on the streets is, and most of all
meeting so many people who are going out of their way to live a life they love.
Im not even sure I remember why I'm leaving, but the howling wind and frosty streets refresh my memory.
Last night I went for a little good-bye dinner of lattkes with kt. we finished with fortune cookies, which I was eager to read as my future is currently blank. get this: my fortune cookie contained no fortune! Katie does what she does best and tried to put a positive spin on it, which I wasn't buying- especially when her fortune read something like 'ignorance isn't always bliss'.
for anyone in TO interested that reads this today,Im sure Ill be doing some heavy drinking tonight in the generally college and spadina vicinity. exactly when, where and whom with (GR?) is unclear. oh! Jay Spectre and Run with the Kittens tonight at horseshoe right? hmmm.
before i leaked burrito sauce on my precious precious moleskine.
This would fall under the same category as "why I never buy white clothes" and "toothpaste stains don't count (there's no way I'm creating more laundry before Ive even left the house for the day)"
related: moleskines would probably make it on my list of "Things I Don't want to Covet, but I do, oh I do", that is, IF I had such a list. Chuck Klostermann taught me that Guilty Pleasures are BS. That's right- I peruse Jezebel, I've watched almost every season of America's Next Top Model and the missed seasons were involuntary. oh and goddammit if I don't love aqua
according to their wiki, a lawsuit against them by Mattel prompted a ruling from the judge of "The parties are advised to chill." well alright. i'd like to meet that judge
ps to the world: I moved my flight back- one more weekend in TO!
i just don't see fun times here. actually it makes me think of when Hitchens went and got himself waterboarded
interesting fact: I didn't look up 'apple bobbing' or anything. like a divining rod, my mouse clicked on one of the archives pages of this found photo site... and there I beheld it, and it was good.
A: less than a week before you are moving across the country and three days before a presentation four months worth of independent research work.
ugh. i feel sorry for me
hey world, have you ever bobbed for apples? it seems like such a great seasonal activity, but next thing you know your face is in a tub of cold and gritty spit water. With each failed attempt at biting that stupid apple- water up the nose, jaw aching and jerk friends cheering you on- you realize how miserable it really is to forcibly suffocate yourself. And successful bob or not, after all that you're left with a cold wet face and a mouth full of other peoples spit and snot.
All this harboured hate and I haven't actually done it in years. how about them apples. zing.
anyway. bobbing for apples will now officially go on the list of things I wish I liked. An incomplete look at other things on that list:
since we are on the subject, a few things that used to be on the list of 'things i wish i liked', but with a bit of hard work have transitioned to the list of 'things I now like':
-talking to really old people