August 16, 2004

  • Hi all

    I feel the need to give you a bit of the back-story of the last
    month-and-a-bit. Here we are in the middle of August already. The time
    has been flying by lately, and autumn is looming just around the
    corner. It's been unseasonably cool here the past few weeks, which
    pleases me greatly. As I never seem to tire of saying: heat bad.

    Two weekends ago I had a wonderful time at the Mill Race Folk Festival
    (the pictures on that site, at the moment, are from last year's
    festival). This was its 12th year, and the first year that it was
    stretched to three days (Friday, Saturday, Sunday). I volunteered as an
    MC for a couple of shifts (about 9 hours total) and had a blast
    introducing the acts and making announcements. It's nice to use some of
    my stage skills every so often. The caliber of the entertainers was
    absolutely top-notch, so it wasn't hard to be enthusiastic in my
    introductions. Volunteering at folk festivals is a family tradition. My
    family volunteered 4 or 5 summers at the now-defunct Hangashore Folk
    Festival when I was younger, and it's something I've really
    missed.  I had a blast at this one, and you can bet that I'll be
    there again next year, if we're still living in this neck of the woods.
    (Of course, I do harbour a secret hope that I might be able to perform
    at next year's festival, but we shall have to see...)

    The apartment is slowly shaping up. By the time I get home from work,
    I'm always really tired, so it's hard to find the energy to get the
    painting done. 3 1/2 walls in the bedroom are finished, the living room
    has one coat on 2 walls, the kitchen remains untouched, and the
    bathroom is all done except for a final coat on the ceiling. The place
    is slowly starting to feel like home. We're still suffering from a
    pronounced lack of furniture, which means that a lot of our stuff is
    still in suitcases and cardboard boxes, which means that it still feels
    kind of like a dump. But oh well. Nothing much to be done, since our
    finances are too tight to buy anything much. We did get a fabulous desk
    for the computer. It's about 50 years old -- an oak desk like the ones
    teachers have, except this one was used in an office instead. It's a
    bit beat up in places, but it's massive and solid (we had to remove
    both the front doors to get it into the apartment), and it cost exactly
    as much as the cheap-ass particleboard desk I was trying desperately to
    avoid buying. Forty bucks at the Goodwill and this behemoth was mine.
    It really makes the room look better (matches the floor and
    everything). My big goal at the moment is to get to the point where we
    can start
    putting up our paintings and posters -- that'll really make a
    difference. I took 'before' pictures of the whole apartment, which I'll
    eventually post here along with 'after' ones, but not any time soon at
    this rate.

    Work's been slow these past 3 weeks, ever since the rush at the last
    round of closings. My hours have been pathetic, which puts an extra
    strain on our finances. Thankfully, my wife's salary is now being added
    into the mix, and although it's certainly not her ideal job, she's
    sticking with it. She's just finishing her training period as a Sprint
    PCS customer service tech at a local call centre. Unfortunately, while
    her hours so far have been pretty bad (3pm-11:30pm), as of tomorrow
    they get even worse for a while (4:30pm-1am). Those of you who read
    here frequently know that I'm a night owl, and I rarely go to bed
    before 2am, but even so we hardly see each other as it is. With these
    new hours, I'll only see her for half an hour a day, except for
    weekends.

    A couple of entries ago, I recommended a book, so I might as well tell
    you what I've been reading lately. Let's see. I just finished Oryx and Crake,
    by Margaret Atwood. It's a post-apocalyptic one, and I really enjoyed
    it. The reviews are really polarized -- people seem either to really
    love it or hate it, so if you read it and hate it don't blame me .
    I'm currently reading Stardust,
    by Neil Gaiman. It's a lovely fairytale, written in a light and
    accomplished tone. I'll probably finish it tomorrow. Before that, it
    was Buying A Fishing Rod For My Grandfather,
    a book of short stories by Gao Xingjian, the first Chinese winner of
    the Nobel Prize for Literature. Other than novels, I also read various
    writing, art, technology, architecture and home design magazines, and
    various other bits and pieces of non-fiction.

    Well, I'd better stop myself there, before this entry gets any huger.
    I'll leave you with a recent photo. This is my wife and I with her aunt
    and uncle. We visited them for a lovely dinner a few weeks ago.

    Well, that's that then. Thanks for dropping by and reading and
    commenting. It really does brighten my day to hear what you have to say
    and read what's going on in your world.

    Take care
    -Justin-

Comments (16)

  • Nice family pic. I'm glad you are getting settled   I'm going to order the Gao Xingjian book for my shop. Sounds a bit different. Also the Neil Gaiman I think. I love hearing what other people are reading and what they think of the books. Have a good week.

  • yay picture!  I'll read the entry in full later on because I am at work right now writing a radio piece about a lethargic little girl who has an "activate" button behind her right ear which, when pressed, turns her into a hyper child philosopher.

    -B

  • Painting takes a lot of time and energy.
    We've been working on the inside of our place all summer long.
    The pictures are not back up yet.

  • the summer is flying by ...

    In July the sun is hot

    Is it shining? No, it's not ..

    August cold, and dank, and wet

    Brings more rain than any yet

    (I had to look up the rest of the words to that song.) You sound busy and most importantly happy. I can also imagine what it must have been like to be up on stage and not get a chance to play .. aurggg .

    very cool post my friend ...tw

  • Geez, Justin. Paint one room at a time!

  • Hi Justin!  It's good to see a picture of you two again.  Glad Crista's job is going somewhere, but boy, that schedule's bad. As for furniture; some of those Goodwill pieces may be treasures (or at least fixtures) for many years to come, unlike the particleboard stuff.  Take it from one who shopped there (as you know).

    Regarding painting, you're ahead of me; I scraped the outside woodwork weeks ago & haven't painted it, and most of our artwork is still on the floor after moving back in again last summer.  However I did harvest the oregano and mint yesterday and hung them to dry.  Also made rhubarb chutney and  sun-dried the laundry.  Berrypicking soon too. 

     Roll on mid-October! 

     

  • My son is a showman and I love watching the performances (he heads a band.)  Furniture:  we gave Robbie a futon last week and she said her apt is beginning to look like a home.  She told me about an outfit which recycles good stuff.  I can't remember the name, but if you go to the xanga site of Robbiekay you can read the entry.  This might be the answer for you to get some furnishings.  There is a link from my site.  Good to hear from you.  I understand young people having a hard go of it as I've watched 3 children struggle along for a few years.

  • Gee, it's nice to actually see you, and your lovely bride.

    When we first moved here, Marv and I were on opposite shifts at a call centre, it was a strain, but we dealt with it, as I'm sure you will too.

    I just got Down to This out of the library yesterday. I'll let you know what I think when I'm finished with it.

  • Glad your apt is finaly coming together.  Having just moved I know how that is:)  And I have to agree about the hanging of prints etc.  There is something kind of final about it, something like marking territory and you know the walls are yours.

    Lovely pic too:)  Happiness abounds.

  • The closest I'll be getting to a folk music festival is a Bob Dylan concert.  Oh well, but you'd think the birth state of Woody Guthrie would have a folk music fesitval of some kind.  Not the case.  There's a reage festival that's always fun.  Speaking of unpacking, I haven't unpacked since I got home from college.  My parents put a bunch of crap in my room, and now there's no room for my stuff.  All is well here, I've felt better, but I've certainly felt much worse.

  • haha

    your aunt's sunglasses look super-imposed

    -B

  • I'm sorry to hear you don't get too see too much of your wife these days. Hopefully something works out with her shifts or yours so you can see more of each other. Best wishes in everything else,

    Shane

  • Reading your posts always puts me in a cheery mood somehow. Thanks for that :]

  • oOoOOoo pictures! You know what's better than pictures? More pictures! Thank you very much for your kind and wise insightful thoughts. Sometimes you just need a little lift, and you're doing pretty well for yourself :) always good to have someone looking over your shoulder even if you don't realise they're there. If that made any sense. I think you'll make a good angel. ^^

  • Hahha. I'm afraid I gotta agree with Dingus. Maybe you should paint one by one. Or do like my family. Talk about painting, and then don't.

  • Beep. Call home soon!

    -A-

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