A building has been coming up for a while on W 4th between Arbutus and Yew. I noticed that two stores are finally in, a few more to go. One is a maternity clothing store and can you believe it - I walked by and actually thought “that shirt looks great, I wish I was pregnant”.
This weekend Noah and I drove down to Seattle. I want to write about it, but I’m kind of lazy. Actually, it’s that I should be doing work work, not posting to this blog so some pictures will have to do. Re: the last pictures, yes… …we went to a cat show. We watched a cat agility competition.
Space needle from the outside. I bet it would be pretty cool to go to the top of this and enjoy the view. On the ground we only got the chance to see an itty bitty piece of the city this weekend.
Me at a fountain.
The music experience museum was a really cool building. As a whole a little too flashy and excessive, but if you just viewed it in sections it was quite interesting to the eyes.
Maine coon cat at the cat show. This cats are huge. It’s unbelievable.
Phillip sent me a NYTimes article on a blog called Overheard in New York which features posts from random people in NY city on conversations they have overheard. When will this spread? Please… …let’s get this going in Vancouver too. If not an overheard conversations blog, have a loud mobile conversation on bus blog. I would like to think that unavoidably hearing other people’s phone conversations on the bus might give you a sense of closeness to them. An understanding of their life. Unfortunately, the ones you hear are almost always from a bubbly girl talking loudly about her weekend and shoes or from a person biting someone’s head off.
This morning the sun came out to shine for the duration of a really great yoga class. Much of it was due to the instructor’s choice of positions and the flow the class took on. I now feel invigorated, my body feels so nicely stretched.
The heat of the sun on my body during that hour was amazing. It added extra sensitivity to each pose and while relaxing, I was brought back to memories of lying on the dock at my cabin.
I could almost hear the creaking on the dock, the swishing water underneath and the far away voices of kids playing. The sun displayed patterns of yellow and red before my closed eyes.
TheFeature :: Are You Listening To Me?
If this was used on my phone line I would be so screwed. It’s not that I don’t love talking on the phone to people who I love, it’s that I get so distracted with things that may be infront of me (large culprit = computer) that there is not 100% of me concentrated on the one end.
They always play the music I want to hear. Not just want to, but almost need to. Except for right now. This will change soon I hope. Otherwise they do a great job.
Later…
I am home from my visit to Calhoun’s. Phillip joined me for some studying and left before I to catch a bus. Unfortunately he had the wrong stop so when I made my way home, he still had a 20 minute wait. I stayed and chatted to keep him company. Another student waiting for the bus joined our conversation 10 minutes later with a, “do you guys know if the buses are even running now?”. I had checked the schedule online before leaving Calhoun’s and was able to confirm that yes, one would be along soon. Eventually it got there, they left, and I headed home on foot.
Once inside, it occured to me how the night’s events had been affected by having company in a public place, by having a friend along opposed to being alone. If I had remained at Calhoun’s alone the whole time I would have most likely not completed as much work, not stayed as long, not waited at a bus stop for a while, and not listened in on New York conversations between Phillip and this other guy. Another example:
There was the sweetest most adorable golden retriever pup outside Calhoun’s, leashed to a table. Every girl that walked by stopped to pet, pat and gush over this dog. Had I been alone I would stayed at my table by the window and only watched the dog receiving affection. Fortunately since someone could watch over my belongings, I was able to go outside and play with the puppy. The puppy belonged to one of the baristas who came outside for a smoke while I was there. I found out that Jake, the puppy, was 9 months old and needed to get out of the house for a while. He’d been napping all day and was full of energy.
It is only two examples, but it has given me something more to think about then I would had I gone out and spent the whole time alone. Not only did I have the company of a friend, but that presence made way for even more interaction.
Common Errors in English
This is a great little site on common english errors. It finally clarified the meaning of Catch 22, I had some confusion even after reading half of the Heller novel.
I am trying to improve my writing skills by:
a) verifying that expressions and long words used are in the correct context
b) make clear, precise sentences
c) minimizing use of “I feel…”, “I think…”, “I believe…”, I, and me
The last one is really really tough! Trying though.
I’m in the lab which is across the hallway from the ECE workshop. They are making something and the smell of sawdust is drifting into this room. Mmmm….it smells really good. There is something comforting about the smell of sawdust and I didn’t know I felt this way.
It is familiar. It was around the house when I was growing up and various renovations were being done. At Candle Lake one year we found a sawdust pile in the woods and my mother took a picture of me standing on the piles, hands full of cedar powder, letting it pour between the cracks in my fingers.
Sawdust.
