Today

February 28, 2006

Good Things:

+ Michael Gira sending me an email telling me my Akron article was well written.

+ Apparently people ARE talking about going to Ramshackle.

+ Chelsea got an A+

Bad Things:

– My knee suddenly feeling like someone had taken a hammer to it.

– Waking up with a cold to replace the flu I’d just disposed of.


Darkage

February 27, 2006

THE POWER was out again this morning. We should get a break on our Hydro bill due to the frequency of service disruptions in this area. And they aren’t short little outages either but multi-hour dark ages. The slightest breeze seems to topple our power grid, it’s ludicrous.

I’M GETTING NERVOUS about Ramshackle on Thursday night. Though there was a good omen, The League of Fantastic had what I consider the second worst practice/jam of our short career. It’s always good luck to have a lame practice right before a gig. I don’t know why it works that way. I hope Akron/Family aren’t too pissed off if no one comes. I imagine they’ve had shitty gigs in snall towns all across North America so it should be okay. I don’t want to be around when they see their rooms above the Cambie though. No, I think I’ll be on my way home at that point…


Real men keep it hidden

February 25, 2006

I haven’t been able to locate the origin of the mysterious “dog” smell in the bathroom.


Heh

February 25, 2006

A spark of amusement.

http://www.start.com.my/blog/maximizing-your-roi-at-pizza-hut/


I feel like a tornado

February 25, 2006

It was probably because I came home with a fever that yesterday seems like a strange hallucinatory dream. Except that I know the bad parts actually happened. But also the good parts. Though they seem too bittersweet today and feel like a punch in the stomach.

It was snowing earlier. Big feathery flakes that melted where they landed. They left no trace. I hardly believe it happened.


Sliver lining

February 24, 2006

I’m at work on my day off. That’s the best thing about today.


A story

February 23, 2006

He looks at his watch. It’s still a bit early to take his lunch but he doesn’t think he can wait much longer. He doesn’t think he can stand being in the office a second longer solving problems and making conversation. The solving problems would be okay if he didn’t have to make small-talk to do it. The Sun had just come out when he’d looked at his watch but it’s already slipped by behind some clouds. His boss and his coworkers are talking about how is was snowing in the morning and it’s sunny now. But it isn’t really sunny, just sunnier and not snowing. He doesn’t think he can stay in the office a second longer but he has nowhere to go on his lunch.

The boss goes, “Did we get a cheque from those guys?”

The administrative assistant, she goes, “We got a fax from them.”

He looks out the window again and the Sun looks like it’s coming out again. The sun is coming out but it doesn’t matter, he has nowhere to go on his lunch. Maybe, he thinks, he could get in his car and drive somehwere. Maybe no one would notice if he never came back from his lunch. But he has nowhere to go.

The boss is standing beside his desk holding a document he’d taken away with him before discussing snow and sunshine. The boss goes, “I’m sorry, did you need this? I just grabbed it from you.”

“Naw, I was done with it.”

Big smiles pass between them as if they are playing Pong with their teeth as paddles and glints of light as the ball.

The administrative assistant goes, “What should I have for lunch?”

The sales person goes, “What do you feel like?” and then they say some other things they say every day around this time.

The Sun has come out and gone away several times since he last thought about heading out the door and getting into his car and driving away and maybe even leaving town. He looks at his watch but doesn’t even bother to read the time on it. He’s really getting hungry now and he wants to leave. But he has nowhere to go.


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