Author: Toren

I edited my wish list – added those black VHS cases you can get at London Drugs etc for…I dunno – I suspect 1.99 each (or less). I want to tidy up my video collection, you see.

The Temple of Gingerbread Evil

Last night we had a very small Snuggly Winter Get-Together/potluck right here at Home Base 302. I provided many nuts and oranges, as well as drinks. Yvonne arrived while I was at Sunshine Market and she made what I consider to be the finest dish hands down. I said hands down! Alright? Not that the other food was poo or anything, but I gotta tell ya, brown sugary yams with ginger and almonds. Tasty, tasty and tasty. Mr. Slater (aka cas) and Kathryn (aka kstanger) arrived from the depths of Langley with gingerbread cookies and Kraft Dinner. Mmmarlo showed with a massive load of coleslaw with crunchy noodles and a big ol’ bag of popcorn, with which many sewed garlands for our hexmas tree, which was hand drawn on the back of a ballet poster, complete with mistletoe and a cast iron tree stand. I made a sizeable batch of gingerbread while others decorated the cookies with dribbly ice cream. No, not dribbly – drooly. No, not drooly, drippy. No, not drippy, drizzly. Drizzly Adams. Anghold and Dalia the Conqueror came bearing a tasty bean salad (which I just finished off) and white trash nacho dip.

After food, we watched varous Christmas specials – like The Tick, Simpsons (not the first one with Santa’s Little Helper – the other one with Gary Coleman), Futurama (the two X-mas Santa robot ones), How the Grinch Stole Christmas, and Blackadder (not in that order). When the gingerbread was done, we cut out slabs and began construction on our ambitious gingerbread dungeon. Stewie even made little gingerbread characters. It’s not quite done yet, but when it is, I’ll post photos.

Yvonne & Marlo kept the couches from floating away throughout the night (bless their super-dense bodies) and today Y and I went to Loomis whereat I bought some more nifty pens. Oh, and a crazy old lady (there can be no other description, really) spat at and yelled at a nice fellow who was trying to pull her out of the way of a moving bus, on the grounds that he was a pursesnatcher. Now that I think about it, everytime I experience some sad and awkward encounter on the streets of Vancouver I’m with Yvonne. Hmmm…

A sequence of events that will change the course of your life forever.

Tonight: Gingerbread Dungeon. Awwwwwwwww yeahhhhhhhhhhh. Bring your cameras.

I’m listening to techno, and have been for at least 2.5 hours.

Okay I knew that photo of me with the gun would raise some eyebrows. It’s only a b-b gun. (Bee-bee gun? Whatever). Mr. Woods got it through the mail because he’s a crazy fool. But I love him so.

The photo is meant to be ironic. I would never touch a real gun. Back in 1993 or 94 we were “on tour” and we were staying at a friend of Warren’s in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The people who lived in the house got out a gun to show Warren and Devon, and I went into the other room. They then went out to shoot things – I think at a firing range. Tara and I stayed at the house and watched Wile E. Coyote. That’s the kind of violence I prefer, by far.

Life is strange and wonderful in many ways. Thank you, my friends…see you soon.

I had an amazing weekend with Chris & Angie, Yvonne & Anghold. I spent almost no time on the interweb. A trend which I will continue tonight.

Tomorrow: swimming.
Wednesday: VGG Meet.
Thursday: Mutants & Masterminds

Stephane pointed out this cinema in town: Placebo “Sofa Cinema.” It’s 3 Blocks West of Commercial Behind Grandview Park and I am dying to see what it’s all aboot. Double bills are $5 and this month they are showing:

Monday Dec 15 – O Brother Where Art Thou
Wednesday Dec 17 – The Iron Giant (one of the best films ever) + The Hulk Monday Dec 22 – Groundhog Day
Friday Dec 26 – Akira + Mars Attacks
Saturday Dec 27 – 12 Monkeys + Last Night
Sunday December 28 – Princess Mononoke + The Dark Crystal

If you live in or near Chilliwack, come and see me in Bob’s short film Unrecoverable Error

Date: Saturday 6 December 2003
Venue: Chilliwack Arts Centre, 45899 Henderson Avenue
Time: screening begins at 8.00 pm, doors open at 7.00 pm
Cost: $5.00 per person

I surf the web for fun and education:

Wal-Mart bashing.

Do with these reported facts what you will. They are taken from a PBS documentary.

Musicians are at the mercy of Wal-Mart’s stringent content rules, forcing many to create “sanitized” versions of their albums specifically for the discount chain.

The rapid turnover – 70 percent of employees leave within the first year – is attributed to a lack of recognition and inadequate pay. The majority of its employees with children live below the poverty line. The health insurance package is so expensive (employees pay 35 percent – almost double the national average) that less than half opt to buy it.

“Buy American” banners are prominently placed throughout its stores; however, the majority of its goods are made outside the U.S. and often in sweatshops. By taking its orders abroad, Wal-Mart has forced many U.S. manufacturers out of business. In 1991, labor inspectors found labels for Wal-Mart brands being made in Manhattan’s Chinatown. There, 16 and 17 year-old Chinese immigrants without permits had been working for one month without being paid.

I thought of another good band name: The Invisigoths.

Kids, if you’re ever on Fir and 7th, there’s a really good French restaurant on the northwest corner. Kitty corner to the Diane Farris Gallery. Poutine and hot goat cheese salad for all.

Yesterday Marlo, Mr. Chris and I went to Opus to buy art supplies. I went to the till twice inside 10 minutes and was served by the same clerk – she didn’t recognize me. In fact, inbetween trips, she mistook me for Mr. Chris. I deem her an idiot. Hmmm. that could be a good ESL dialogue. I bought pencils and paper and some really neat pens. After we got back we played Scrabble. Then I went to Coquitlame to enjoy late night swimming with Ang Hold and then I raided her fridge. She drove back and we played Conquest Beyond.

You know…for fun!

I think I have finally caught Mr. Chris’ cold. The good news is: I am a cute girl – KISS