Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
January 11, 2011
December 2, 2010
Montreal
How does one describe my travels in Montreal?
We had the luck of having a ride from Enfield right to Montreal, with sweet and delightful Tim the Trucker, and had another offer with a trucker named Manjit who had a tiger claw pendant, much like Brent and my Polar Bear claws. Now there are two lovely truckers I can call in case Halifax-Montreal travels arise.
Really!
We listened to Neil Young almost the whole way, I was introduced to sweet Johnny Horton, who is certainly the best Trucking soundtrack of all time. We also rocked out to Steppenwolf and The Who, got smoked out with Players, drank novelty-cup amounts of coffee and slept with the engine running... I have never smelled so bad in my life but I was incredibly happy and blessed to run amok with such beautiful creatures.
I also got to play in the back of a truck. Yes!
Tim Time!
Brent and I were dropped in East Montreal, where we were basically from Industrial Avenue bee lined it to The Metro, then to Atwater Market, then we went our separate ways: I rocked Sam & Sophie's house, Matt Brown and Erica Johnson, Dayna Currie, Johnny Eaton, Athena Holmes, my beautiful cousin Christine Wight... so many more.
Brent and I even fought a lil', which I never do
So it was immensely interesting.
Oh, Montreal!
Brent and I even fought a lil', which I never do
So it was immensely interesting.
Oh, Montreal!
So many new loves!
So many old!
So many old!
Then I played my first full-fledged house show! So much love, and so many people I wanted to hug kept coming into the room which my cousin and her newfie roomies had so lovingly lent.
Then I played a show at La Passage on Sunday... with these awesome ladies and gent!
Athena Holmes
Ate poutine, care of Olivier.
And team awesome Francophone.
Got boots.
Got Breakfast.
Got friends
Got thumbs
Got Quebecois finest Boreal Blanche.
Got Sleep.
Got a ride from Matt Brown
hitched 'er back on a sort of spiritual journey o' serendipity and metaphysical conversations
which remedies all fights
and cleared my mind
which remedies all fights
and cleared my mind
and.
am happily home
renewed
revived.
and
knowing better what I want in life
Who knew?
I shall visit you again, sweet Montreal.
November 9, 2010
April 27, 2010
Social Entrepreneurship
Dream Now.
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Lawyers Perspective on rethinking how we run our businesses. Using 40 years of proving what motivates and applies human resources.
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Lawyers Perspective on rethinking how we run our businesses. Using 40 years of proving what motivates and applies human resources.
Is that Neccesary?
This is a spelling test.
Last night my sister taught me a trick to remember spelling necessary since I 'necissarily spell it incorrectly' (though, I do not need to spell it incorrectly, and you need what is necessary necessarily):
French reference: ne + cesse (meaning doesn't stop).
Though I am not generally verbally challenged, occasionally certain words habitually escape me.
Former stars of this spot include: Gage(gauge), flavor(flavour), Absurd (ubsurd) business (buisness), convenience (convieniance), etc. Neccesary is one of those words. Why is necessity spelled with one C two S's and necessary with one C and two s's??
It seems unneccisary. I mean.. unnecessary.
But it got me to thinking about once when my illustrious co-worker Kira told me when she watches me work she thinks of one thing always: "Is that neccisary?" I mean... necisary. I mean, Necessary.
So that expression briefly became my tagline of sorts, to the point that my lovely roomie Cait made a bracelet of letters that spelled the expression. And when I would do things like jump on things in a Parkour fashion, go barefoot, Smile all day, take 4 trips to do a 1 trip job, drop things on my shirt, eat off the ground, I would ask about the necessity of the incident.
I shall try to have one "Is that Necessary?" question per post--generally inspired by the happenings of my day or things about me or my surroundings which I usually percieve as normal but are a little ubsurd. Absurd. And occasionally those realities and normalities must be re-framed. The question shall be at post bottoms and words link to points/solutions to ponder.
This particular one, in the ever-sexy launch, every word is a link to points to ponder.
Is that necessary? ___________________________________
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