Busses and Rainbows and Spiders, Oh My.

A really great weekend.
Two hours of sleep and then a weird power nap on the bus. I woke up to a beautiful day in Vancouver, which was definitely out of the norm. (Note: every time I go to Vancouver, the sky empties itself.)






This is the bus in the alleyway behind the Commodore. There were hobos and rats and a tonne of garbage. But the sun was shining on all of that too.







The Commodore is a beautiful venue and it was eerie to see it empty.

Had to see the Ted off which was extremely sad. But, when you love someone, let them go {on tour].

I had a great time with Lydia. We had a bit of an adventure when we got home. She discovered a spider of record-breaking size in the bathroom.






This is the spider.






This is a failed attempt at encouraging him to leave with a hairdryer.






This was a successful attempt at evacuating the spider using the showerhead.

But the rest of the trip was pretty much rainbows. Great people and sleeping in and just general niceness.

Busy Like Breakfast

Bi-weekly posting is unacceptable.

Today was brilliant. I have two days off. i forgot how much i get done when I have days off during the week.

This morning, a delicious breakfast at the Shine Cafe. If you use the business of breakfast joints in Victoria to gauge how quickly it has gotten so huge you'd be surprised. Even a couple years ago, if you wanted to go to breakfast mid-week, you were pretty much guaranteed to have the place to yourself, if not have plenty of tables to choose from. Last week we went to the Blue Fox on a Wednesday at 10am. Packed. We managed to score a table for two after a 20 minute wait, which I was fine with, we weren't in a hurry. But then soon after our coffees were poured, a waitress nudged a nearby table about two inches away from ours and proceeded to stock it with cutlery and mugs. Sure enough, minutes later we were a table of 4 1/2. It was a little uncomfortable, and the 2-inch buffer didn't make it any less weird.

So this morning at the Shine we set ourselves up for a quiet breakfast, but 10:30 on a Thursday is apparently asking too much. Maybe we should start sleeping longer in the mornings. I swear all you'd have to do to make a living and retire at 35 is a breakfast joint in Victoria, BC. I can't think of one that is never packed in the morning, well except Avalon for some reason. I can't put my finger on it but they must be doing something wrong in that location to never be busy. I've never been crazy about it. But maybe I should make up with Avalon and give her another chance for the sake of peaceful breakfasting. There is that delicious oaten toast.

After breakfast we attacked the basement and put everything into labelled boxes and shelved them away. It is absolutely amazing that that huge area is just storage, that over the 97 years that this house has been around, no one has put a suite in it or finished it at all. It is huge.

I also made some delicious cookies. They are sweet and seedy and delicious. Christa gave me the recipe.
Big morning tomorrow. I'm off to have some Jade time avec-ipod around downtown Victoria. Mission: art projects. Then I buy my ticket to Quebec. What a nice day. I think I will eat breakfast at home though.

nottoo

i cancelled my tattoo appointment today.