even the thirteenth man
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It's no secret that Sage Theatre's stock in trade is the unconventional, the shocking, the difficult plays that leave you pondering painful questions in the middle of the night. The current production of Wajdi Mouawad's Scorched remains true to that time-honoured tradition. It is a powerful play of pain and stark discovery, that returns to haunt one during those midnight reflections.
Have you been stricken by the H1N1 yet?
The chili has been bubbling on the stove for hours, the drinks are chilled, and we've got more food than we will ever be able to eat. Get yourselves over here PLEASE, we need help consuming this.
Billy Bragg is playing the Jack Singer Concert Hall in Calgary tonight. The last time he was here, he played Knox United Church and it was a great night, very intimate. I would be very curious to hear what people think of a luxe concert hall as a venue in which to experience Mr Bragg, as I won't be able to attend. I suspect the venue does not really matter all that much when it comes to enjoying the firebrand from Barking.
I knew that the Spousal Unit was planning to pick me up at the airport today, but I really expected it to be much more low key than this.
This Vancouver trip feels like it is speeding by at a breakneck pace, yet it has been so packed with events and activities and fabulous people that it's also hard to believe that I have only been here since Friday afternoon.
I mean seriously. All you have to do is say "it's gonna rain!" periodically and you're covered.
I may be headed to a city that has been deluged by cold November rains (with expectations of much of the same), but my blog posts may very well be as dry as your skin during a Calgary winter for the next few days.
Smell my face. Does it remind you of Thanksgiving?
1. return to 20/20 vision
Matthew Good (with Mother Mother)
Middle of the month. Time to take stock of those November resolutions.
Justin Rutledge & Melissa McClelland
We either have an infinite capacity for discontent, or we are a species who are hard-wired to crave contact with our own kind.
I get these periodically, these emails inviting me to make money by hooking up my blog with their site in one manner or another. I'm sure you do, too. Naturally I treat these requests with great suspicion, and I usually end up spending more time than I should checking out the company without actually clicking on the link. I can usually find a good deal of discussion on the interwebz, as bloggers are generally a chatty bunch and of course these things get sent out en masse.
On this day I remember my father amongst all the others. He did not fall in the war, but many of his dreams and expectations surely did. The war changed his life in such profound ways which I am only beginning to comprehend.
Labels: never forget
In keeping with the precedent set in May of the year of our Lord two thousand and nine, when it was unilaterally decided that there would be no bedding plants purchased nor planted at Casa del Zombie that year, Ms Zombie wishes to announce that there will be no brandy fruitcake baked for the upcoming Christmas season.
I walk the back lanes these days, to the store. It fills my need for new perspectives. Familiarity, it seems, had made me oblivious to my surroundings, more blind to the details than the cataracts ever did. And I live in the details.
Labels: walking in suburbia
The resident cat has been most attentive in helping me prepare for our dinner party tonight.
Dan Mangan is making life very difficult for me these days.
It really has been far too long since I checked into what keyword searches have landed people on this blog. To tell you the truth, I haven't even really thought about it for a while, even though there is often comic gold buried in those searches. But then Sean shared his keyword searches with us the other day, and you know that I always copy whatever it is that Sean does.
What do you do when you realise that there's a corporation in your midst that has been steadfastly supporting the arts, agriculture and education since its inception? A corporation that is fanatical about the quality of its product, but that doesn't take itself too seriously. A corporation who's like the guy you can always rely on to help you move. A corporation who has come up with some of the most clever and unique marketing strategies you've seen in a long time.
I can't believe how long it's taking me to get all my shit installed on our new computer. Most of it is finally on there now, but there are some glitches that I am not sure if I will ever be able to fix.
Remember back in the 70s how the notion of subliminal advertising was all the rage? I'm sure I wasn't the only kid who spent hours pouring over Smirnoff ads in magazines, looking for couples in flagrante delicto depicted in the glass of vodka over ice.