halloween and a song tonight.
in MP3, Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as beatnic, Canada, Cause, dock, halloween, Halloweens, hook, kind, last minute, life, lobster, rufio, russian spy, Russian--or, show, sittin on the dock of the bay, song, spy, today, way
So, since people generally think I’m Russian–or just not from here anyway–(just yesterday someone was like, “Where are you from? You are foreign, yes?), I decided that for Halloween I’d be a Russian spy.
Or a beatnic.
Or someone who knows how to spell beatnic.
Also, since some friends asked me to go out earlier today and I had no costume at all, this was easy to put together last minute. Not nearly as impressive as the bat or lobster or Rufio (from Hook) or Japanese River Goblin that I hung out with tonight, but it would have to do. It’s strange, the past two Halloweens I have been in Canada. I am not gonna write anymore about that other than, well, that’s something.
Oh, and I recorded a cover tonight. You’ll totally recognize it. And it kind of fits me right now…not like a glove, but maybe like a loose-fitting sock. I feel a little in-between sometimes. A little displaced. I don’t mean to feel this way, because I know that This Is Life, no matter what–and I try to make sure that I dig into each day like it’s worth something. Because it is. It’s worth not rushing and not hurrying up and trying to find out what’s next simply because what’s now makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Or something. Anyway, I had fun recording this song. Maybe I’ll play it at a show I’ve got coming up.
Here it is (as always, there’s a pause in the beginning cause I have to run from the back of the church to the front after pressing record. Oh, and I totally recorded the song in my russian spy outfit):
the perfect kind of day.
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Adorable, beach, boogie boarding, Britain, Canada, head dance, hunt, jenna, Monica Promenade, monkey, mountain, mountain lions, North Carolina, sand, t mountain, twin babies
I was running by myself this morning.
You know, in the mountains.
And I passed that sign again–the one about the mountain lions that hunt in the area. Okay, so it didn’t say hunt, but that was the point. And then I read that you shouldn’t hike alone and I thought, Ohhhhh shoot. Cause I was totally alone.
And then I abruptly turned around and headed back to my family’s house. Where there aren’t mountain lions and where I am not alone. But I didn’t get there before every little squirrel that happened by scared me, cause I was sure that it was something not nearly so innocuous.
I usually pride myself on not feeling very afraid of nature, but it seems you hear enough about the folk singer getting eaten by coyotes in Canada and the little twin babies getting mauled by a fox in Britain and the lady getting struck by lightening and killed in North Carolina, and suddenly my imagination goes a little wild when I’m by myself and outside.
Not head dance wild, but wild, nonetheless.
Anyway.
Today was the kind of day that is gonna make me sleep and sleep right well tonight.
We went to the beach and the weather! oh, it was divine. The sun was not shy at all and there was a slight breeze and enough warm sand to keep you from being cold. Especially when a small boy accidentally dumps a whole shovel-full of sand right on your head. Just like you are simply the beach and a little bit more sand moved around when there’s already tons there is no big deal. But instead you are a person and now your scalp is covered in enough sand to make you wonder if you should perhaps suggest that some people park their umbrella right here, right on your noggin, should the beach get too crowded.
But really, it was just funny. And gave me even more incentive to get in that water. Which I did, along with my boogie-boarding peers, Jase and Lyric.
And man, was it fun.
And man, does a wetsuit really make a difference in terms of actually being able to stay and enjoy the ocean cause look! my teeth aren’t chattering and oh! I can feel my legs and haven’t yet lost a toe from frostbite.
We caught some glorious waves and were not caught by any glorious sharks, so win win.
For us, though. Probably not the sharks.
And then we went riding around on bikes, which was, in plain old English, a blast.
Except for the part when a lot of people around here see the words BIKE PATH and, though they have no bike at all, proceed to stroll on it. Luckily Jenna was with us and she has no problem at all with reminding them of the meaning of those two words; that there’s a lot of beach all around that is perfectly useful for walking on, whereas bikes really cannot ride on the sand, so please–MOVE.
But really, it was lovely.
And you’re probably thinking, whoa! that sounds like an amazing day. The only thing that could make it any better is a monkey…
And you’re right.
Which is why, upon my brother’s urging (and funding, I may add), I decided to shake a monkey’s hand on the Santa Monica Promenade. Again. I had already done this magical thing once before, but when it comes to shaking this monkey’s hand–once is never enough.
Trust me.
But don’t take my word for it–take a look for yourself.
*and please pay no mind to the fact that I am dressed like a wannabe ninja, thankyouverymuch.
**and please DO pay mind to the fact that the monkey tips his hat after he shakes my hand. Adorable.
yellow underwear (yes, I just said underwear. scandalous.)
in Funny Stuff, I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as brother jason, Canada, easter musical, Esther, extreme tiredness, Haiti, Jason, Joe, Kentucky, pair, pennsylvania, skin, small comforts, tonight, underwear, underwear drawer, world
I have so much homework to do right now. And some of it is spelled T-A-X-E-S. And some of it is spelled D-I-V-O-R-C-E. And some of it is even spelled E-S-T-H-E-R. Um, lest you think that Esther is some chick that I need to do, let me explain. I am referring to the rest of [...]
you can’t take it back.
in Thoughts and Feelings
as Canada, color of your eyes, consolation prize, dandelions, drew, feigned sleep, Jason, Josh, morning, romance sex, Secret, self, tiny cracks, wake, way
There are some things you just can’t keep secret. Like the color of your eyes. But a secret. It’s powerful. It’s the only key to a lock that’s otherwise fast. And you can’t take it back. So what do you do when you remember all the secrets that he knows? All the tiny cracks that, [...]
one cigarette
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as A Chorus Line, anti smoking campaigns, broadway cares equity fights aids, Canada, cigarette, dumb joke, fan mail, friend joey, Joey, part, Sheila, show, smoke, story, theater/tour
Tonight I was backstage signing posters for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights Aids when my friend Joey told me I had to read something. I made some dumb joke in response and he reiterated that I really had to read it. Okay, I will, I said nonchalantly, most of my energy going to making that large J [...]
calgary goodness
in photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Adorable, blah, Calgary, Canada, chocolate, day, doozy, drew, egg blue, fact, Ho, hot chocolate, Kenneth Cole, lip gloss, Mr. Cole, sized photo, thoughts/life, Tim Horton, Timmy Ho
Today was a doozy. But a good doozy. I think the dooziness was mostly due to only having slept about two hours last night. So when my alarm clock greeted me at 6:45 this morning I wasn’t exactly enthralled with fact that my day had already begun. Well, except for the fact that this particular [...]
yep, this is what I thought was worth mentioning.
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as bone, Britney, Canada, dogs and cats, J.Lo--has, Jessica Simps, lotion, ounce bottles, perfume, perfume bottle, pool, saskatoon, security, theater/tour, thing, white lab coats
I am tired. It’s late. And I might have just spent all of my creativity on the guitar during the past few hours. But there are a couple of things worth mentioning right now. One is that I think security check points at airports should also be equipped with something to neutralize overly strong perfume. [...]
stairwells aren’t private but they are isolated
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as beer, birthday, cabin crew, Canada, gingersnaps, God, hackles, humor, man, quick exit, song, stairwell, thoughts/life
Thank God for hackles and the way they raise. Because mine were put to use tonight. At least, they were if I actually have hackles. Or is it just dogs that have hackles? Well, whatever–something told me that a quick exit was in order, be it intuition, common sense, or just the fact that I [...]
blue note
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as beautiful sound, Canada, chord, drew, grand mystery, guitar, mystery of life, neck, neck pillow, note, pillow, sentimental/inspiration, smarty pants, something, thoughts/life
Sometimes, when the boys are all home too, I take my guitar and steal away to a nearby stairwell. I make sure to go armed with my airplane neck pillow to sit on because that floor gets harder with every minute that ticks by and always, I make sure to bring something on which I [...]
it looks like fall, it feels like winter, and I am random.
in Funny Stuff, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Amos, black squirrels, Canada, Candy Land, date, Drop Mountains, Forrest, free health care, God, gum drop, ottawa, peppermint stick, right, Sesame Street, something, thoughts/life, word, yip
It’s funny, it looks like autumn, the leaves are all lit up like christmas morning and all that, but it’s about 20 or so degrees outside. But I guess, technically, it is still fall. At least in the sense that the canal is not yet frozen over.Word on the street is that once it does [...]
