Archive for June, 2010

Chasing insects

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

My mom keeps bees and I’ve found myself more and more interested in them the past couple years. Last year I was surprised to find that there were multiple kinds of bees visiting the garden including some weird looking ones that I hadn’t seen before so I started trying to document it.

I feel like I should do it too because colony collapse disorder has been moving closer to home. I don’t want them to disappear so I chase them around whenever I’m visiting my parents.

Not at my house. All we get there are slugs. They’ve massacred pretty much everything I’ve planted so far. Part of it has been the rain and part of it has been my apparent inability to get the beer traps out early.

I have, however, found a solution for dealing with the ones that I catch while I’m out pulling weeds. I have a real aversion to killing them so instead I throw them in the yard waste collection bin so I don’t have to think about them anymore. On garbage day the city takes the waste to be composted and whatever happens to the slugs happens. It’s all very guilt free. Sometimes I love outsourcing.

I’m amazed at the tenacity of the weeds in our back plot. They just don’t quit.

The book cull

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010

The book cull out at my parents’ house continues. The credit union near where they live has an ongoing book sale to raise money for the local women’s shelter so that’s where a lot of them end up. Kids books are sent off to people who have children, like my aunt.

I have been forcing myself to look at this from a very objective, detached standpoint, to evaluate what exactly I would actually read. This is not something I’m good at. It’s hard for me to get rid of stuff because I have a weird attachment to things I own, books especially. I really like having my own personal reference library. Even if I never read them I love having them on my shelves just in case I need to refer to them.

But my dad does have a point. They take up a lot of space and they’re a bitch to move. Not to mention, our tastes have changed and there are some books that are outdated now, so surely we can get rid of a thousand or two?

Though it was very hard giving up the classical myths to read aloud book. I have so many fond memories of reading that one at bedtime. Maybe I’ll steal it back out of the go box.

It’s funny the kinds of memories that certain objects bring up. There are a lot of things out there that are still in boxes from when we moved from the park. They’ve been packed away for six or seven years now and I’m only getting around to sorting through them now. It was a bad move. We had to move quickly and we fought a lot. Things got thrown into boxes without much thought and it’s only now that I’m finally sorting them out.

It kind of annoys me that mentally and emotionally I’m over that baggage but physically it’s still there.

8 ball

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010


Our couchsurfers have left and now it’s very quiet around here. The cat wanders into my room once in a while to talk but even she’s pretty quiet.

Last night one of the bottles of wine they bought came packaged with a keychain sized magic 8 ball. It’s pretty much the coolest little souvenir ever, and it really works.

They were all set to watch Flight of the Conchords and they asked it if they should start watching. It said no. A few minutes later they asked again and it said no. Then they asked if it was because I wasn’t home yet and it said yes. Less than a minute after this happened I walked in the door.

Everyone was laughing and I didn’t know why. It was a little disconcerting.

I spent the weekend working on putting the silver shop back together. It’s starting to look like it’s workable again. I’m a twelve pound propane tank away from actually creating things.

still kind of a mess

The veldt

Saturday, June 5th, 2010

Our lawn is a little out of hand. There’s a guy that our landlord sends over to cut it but he hasn’t been here in a very long time. We don’t have anything to cut it with so we don’t.

I see it out my window every day. The more I look at it, the more I love it just the way it is. It’s beautiful. It sways through the breeze and birds hop through it. It’s wild and unruly with spontaneous bursts of colour from the weeds.

It’s my own private savannah. It makes me want to prowl through it like an animal, hide so no one sees me.

our lawn

I like to lay in it and stare at the sky.

I think the neighbours probably think I’m crazy.


Mye’s party

Friday, June 4th, 2010


In short, static electricity was generated.

the Brickhouse

the Brickhouse

Bars were closed and late night poutine was located.

the Brickhouse

the Brickhouse

And now I have to get back to work.


Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

happy bday Mye!

I’m having a hard time getting work done right now. We have some guests staying with us from out of town and it’s my roommate’s birthday.

I guess things don’t really need to be completed today.

happy bday Mye!


Tuesday, June 1st, 2010


Yesterday morning started out with a lot of promise. I woke up at my parents’ where I once again made a note to get a new pillow because it’s so hard that my ear gets really sore from laying on it all night.

They drove me home and I used the opportunity to get some work done while I was alone. Early in the morning before anyone else is up I always feel really productive. I was before I crashed face first into my keyboard around noon and slept for four hours. So much for getting a lot done.

We have a couple more people staying with us now. They’re fun.

I spent some time hanging out at CJSF today during the power outage, talking to people and wandering around looking at dead mixing boards.

Suddenly the lights turned on and everyone stood there for a little bit before people actually noticed. There was a mad rush to get something on air and we realized that there were way too many people and a large dog in the recording room so people started crowding out.

I’m in the process of taking over a radio show. It’s awesome and kind of overwhelming at the same time. I’ll post more when I know more.

We’ve heard from my sister. It took her 25 hours but she finally made it to Fiji. Apparently it’s warm and beautiful but wifi is scarce so I may not be hearing from her often. Dejected, I called my roommates and we had an awesome ridiculously unnecessary conference call with each other from the comfort of our own home.