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ramblings of an information troubleshooter
it's hard to even want to try
well, blogging *while* sick just wasn't on my agenda. and
boy, have i been sick. started feeling a bit woozy late
wednesday evening and when this continued thru thursday
morning, i decided to stay away from the office until the
afternoon. hauled myself there for a meeting, but then had
to jam on the rest of my plans for the evening, including a
museum board meeting and a shift as a tax clinic volunteer,
so that i could crawl into bed.
my only consolation that day was the chance to listen to
neil gaiman's cd, 'speaking in tongues', so i got my fill
of fairy tales and spooky tales. neil's voice carried
me thru the evening as i drifted in and out of
the rest of the weekend pretty much followed this
pattern: get up; stumble to the loo; expel fluids;
intake fluids; lie down. repeat every hour or so on
friday, every couple of hours on saturday and maybe
every four hours on sunday. i know this is just karma
for staying out all hours last weekend, but it was still
a huge drag
kewl events that i missed out on - friday had the
'arctic wisdom' event to celebrate earth day, out on
the sea ice outside of apex, featuring celebrities like
salma hayek and jake gyllenhall. apparently they also
hobnobbed with the locals at the discovery hotel
restaurant at supper and took in a fashion show at
also on friday, i missed lena evic's cd release party
at the legion, and the variety of artists that came out
to help her showcase northern music. at the astro,
both 'kung fu hustle' and 'sin city' opened, and i
could only toss and turn in bed.
saturday, i fooled myself into thinking that i had
gotten over the hump and so forced myself over to todd's
for his poker tourney. well, i did ok for about 3 hours,
and then went from being chip leader to first out in less
than a round. a textbook example of going on tilt,
christian and i both bet hard off the flop, so i figured
that we both had top pair and that my kicker was higher.
i didn't even slow down to consider that his kicker might
pair up with another card on the board, or even make up
a set. but it was like the hand doing the betting wasn't
even connected to my brain and soon enough i had wiped
myself out. ah well, so ends my lossless streak for 2005.
will have to start a new winning streak next time when i'm
so, saturday-sunday was more suffering, with a throbbing
headache and endlessly parched throat. i finally broke
down and started imbibing tap water by the jug (i usually
boil all my drinking water and chill it - it seems to taste
better somehow). so lesson to future sick self - watch out
for dehydration !!
sunday morning, i had to cancel out on a planned shooting
for a mockumentary. i won't be surprised if they don't
bother calling back, but seeing as i was still breaking
out into the sweats every once in awhile, i thought it best
to stay put. managed to get some actual REM sleep in the
afternoon (warm sunshine seemed to help) and then called
a taxi to take me up to bella's birthday party. enjoyed
the feast, but when malcolm and olivia made their exit,
david and i followed them as they offered us lifts to our
*whew* now that leaves today. simply being able to
breathe normally for a few hours at a stretch felt like
heaven. i stayed in bed until early evening when john
called to remind me that he was hosting a dinner party
to celebrate his birthday. i begged off, given that i
had woken with a headache, but once i had a shower and
nibbled a bit on some leftovers, i felt sturdy enough
to drop by. we played the 'name game' and malcolm
successfully stared down all would-be challengers for
comic shipment / order highlights
the best reads from my latest shipment of comics were
'oddly normal' and 'ray'. 'oddly normal' by
tells the tale of a young girl who is of mixed heritage -
fairy tale witch crossed with a normal human with the
surname of ... 'normal'. on her latest birthday, fed
up with the continued cluelessness of her parents,
she makes a wish and discovers why one should be
careful when making wishes.
'ray', meanwhile, features a young lady who assists others with
medical emergencies, seeking to make things better. she has come
to this role due to her own personal tragedy. while a youngster,
she belonged to an orphanage where the kids were raised simply
to become organ donors, and she lost her original eyes. a kind
samaritan spirited her away and replaced her eyes with 'bionic'
ones, such that she can see thru just about anything. the
artwork is very nice and each little story seems to be building
the larger story along. i'm looking forward to the next volume
of this graphic novel series.
spent most of tuesday evening after getting home from work
plowing thru the comic order catalogue for june while my pc
was occupied with burning mixes for the
highlights of items that i ordered that
are scheduled to ship in june include:
- hellboy: the island - the first new mignola-drawn and
written hellboy story since he got sidetracked into
helping out with that hollywood movie
- avigon: gods and demons - an extended version of one of
my favourite tales about a
- valerian volume 1 - a reprint of a european graphic novel
cited as one of the inspirations for 'the fifth element'
- northwest passage #1 - a comic using the historical
hinterlands of canada as a backdrop for its stories
broomball, kung-fu and mix-making
broomball chronicle: well, carine showed up to see who would
show up, but when no one other than alastair, martha and myself
appeared, she left. us diehards decided the hard part of
getting out of the house was already accomplished, so we
might as well hit the ice.
putting one person in net, the other two tried to pass
around / deke out the goalie to score. alastair
demonstrated a wickedly hard shot, but was most successful
at lifting the ball around the goalie into the net. martha
practiced handling the ball beside the net while i tried to
work on placing shots in specific parts of the net to improve
jumped into the shower and then scooted up to the astro
to take in 'kung-fu hustle', the latest riotous flurry
of hong-kong pop culture goodness. stephen chow again
combined slapstick, kung-fu homages and tiny smatterings
of a love story to whip up another tasty concoction that
had me laughing uproariously along. no accounting for
it's raining mixes on me - 1 from sue, 3 from cabell,
3 from flwb and 2 from mixxer - it's like every day is my
anyway, the last thing i did this
evening was to finish printing off cd covers for the
burn it !
mix trade and package them all up to mail tomorrow morning.
the recipients for these batches of discs reside in maine,
arizona (2), texas, indiana, new york and iqaluit.
you turn me inside out
'downfall' was indeed a downer. there were still a few moments
that were worth watching, but many times i found myself shifting
while the movie 'schindler's list' at least had a few sympathetic
characters, 'downfall' either had patsies, clueless quislings or
just plain evil people. the only character that i had any empathy
for, was the doctor who stayed to help citizens at a local hospital.
he was held out as a noble, rational exception, but then you sit
back and realize that he was an SS doctor. not a whole lot
to work with there.
sin city ...
my favourite 'a-ha' moment was realizing that frank miller
had cast himself as a priest :)
i just want to sit alone and contemplate my fate
slept in until the early afternoon and then puttered
around until broomball.
team white: mark, colette, me
team black: gavin, brock, alastair
team black had the early advantage, with gavin and brock
providing a whirlwind of goals and alastair backstopping
effectively. slowly, tho, as team black got a bit tired, team
white members were able to exploit a few opportunities to get
at least one goal each, and if we didn't end up exactly even
at the buzzer, it was fairly close.
took a shower and then wandered over to the nav for
karaoke. greg, carine and john swung by to keep me company for
a bit while i polished off supper from the nav restaurant
(special chop suey). then, when they left to check out the
francophone centre, i slid over to the back table to hang out
with douglas, harvey, judith, ian and david, who was in full
unfortunately, brad was not in attendance due to feeling a bit
under the weather, so we were treated to a few new singers.
some of the songs that i hadn't heard for a while included
juice newton's 'angel of the morning', 'babe' by styx and
'just the way you are' by billy joel.
from there, david and i checked out the francophone
centre and caught the tail end of a showing of IBC's
'super shamou' - very kewl. we then chatted with malcolm
as he wrapped up his show, but were unable to convince him
to join us in heading to the legion.
the legion was pretty quiet, with a bunch of people still
checking out an '80's bash at the cadet hall. i tried to
play a round of pool with greg, but wasn't able to win the
table. when the place finally started hopping just after
midnight, i was feeling like a bit of a jackass and decided
that it was best to head home if i didn't feel like socializing.
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