Sliding doors
- September 25th, 2009
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Note to self:
When backing car out at 4:00 a.m.
always remember to open garage door.
Archive for September, 2009
Note to self:
When backing car out at 4:00 a.m.
always remember to open garage door.
“My oopsie daisies are full up
with the sweet dinner
of reluctant change.”
My 11-year old son’s response to the question: “Do you want seconds of dinner?”
Today: The sky is blue. The mountains clear. The sun HOT. And, the ocean awaits. I’m heading with my 16-year old son to the Summer Sessions concert at Ambleside Beach in West Vancouver. Neil Young, Sarah McLachlan, Sheryl Crow and more. The event sold out on the first day and FOR ONCE I got my act together and got tickets. They’re rare and definitely out of my budget. Absolutely, too expensive for teenagers. But, for ONCE, I clicked the ‘buy tickets’ button. A moment of impulse. But, I’ve been a Neil Young fan for so bloody long and I’ve never seen the guy. And, I long to hear ‘Southern Man’ live.
The stage is set between Cypress Mountain and the ocean for the lucky 9,000 attendees. It’s a 15-minute bike ride from my home. I’m treating my son. Kind of a welcome back to school ‘outing’ after his first week back (and before he begins a heavy year). He is excited. Neil Young has intrigued him lately (along with Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton and other legends). His last concert was ‘Rise Against’ with his buddies. I like that he’s open to different musical styles. I feel honoured that I can add to his palette.
Proceeds from today’s concert go to the Sarah McLachlan Foundation, which provides free music programs to youth in under-served communities. Music has the power to enrich lives, spur creativity, and nurture self-esteem in young, at-risk children. A cause to get behind. With the Pacific Ocean on one side – and the mountains on the other – there’s no place I’d rather be. (And, hey, it’s sponsored by SHORE 104 – ‘Roots, Rock, Rhythm’, baby). Mmmm, better than ice cream.
Today, my hairdresser showed me a new way to style my hair.
She said: “Colleen, THIS is going to change your life!”
And, she was right!
I arrived home to discover I’ve been nominated for a 2009 CLIO award for my tireless advertising work on the Anheuser Busch campaign (when others zig I ZAG – see)? See what I did right there? Zig. ZAG. THAT, my friend, is the secret to shilling the golden nectar. (THAT…and blonde, lithe dance babes in crop tops).
I was also just named as a finalist for this year’s International Man Booker Prize for a work that can only be described as a ’soaring love story of colossal proportions’ unfurled over 783 pages with a fold-out historical family tree and map of Middle Eastern countries, circa 1939. (Did I mention it takes place during the Holocaust)?
Just heard word that my alternative theory on cold fusion and its inverse relationship to the number of Grape Slurpees purchased in the State of Kentucky in 1984 will be published in next issue of Scientific American (FINALLY).
Oh, and I was invited to preside over this year’s Cannes Film Festival Jury replacing current President, French Actress Isabelle Huppert, who abruptly withdrew after the unexpected loss of a beauty spot. That… and an unfortunate incident with an Evinrude 35 Horse Power stainless steel outboard motor (unrelated to beauty spot debacle and NOTHING to do with me). SO, step aside Atom Egoyan – you and your farsically named Arsinee soulmate, with your unsettling neon tales of haunting erotica. And, don’t get me started on YOU, Mr. Cronenberg – King of Venereal Horror. Enough of your kinky hood ornament tendencies – your twisted diatribes depicting twisted gynecologists with twisted minds twisting and untwisting the legs of unsuspecting lovelies hoisted upon cold, steel medical stirrups (all of this without proper HMO coverage, I might add). Bien sur. Ce n’est pas formidable. There will be NONE of this sordid cinematic defiance, my dear Palme D’Or afficionados.
THIS year, we celebrate…
SLAPSTICK.
Thank you Magic Cuts.
I can’t WAIT to see what tomorrow brings.
FIVE GOOD THINGS:
1) September 2nd, ‘Capone’s Comedy & All That Jazz’ (a mixed slate of indie musicians and seasoned comedians), 1140 Hamilton St. Showtime – 9:00 p.m.
2) September 10th, Kingston Comedy, 755 Richards St. Showtime – 9:30 p.m.
3) September 24th, Zawa’s Comedy, 920 Commercial, Showtime – 8:30 p.m.
4) Supporting someone through a life/career transition.
5) Cherry season. (Okay, I’ve since discovered I’m allergic to them. Will still gaze longingly).
Note: This post written with a swollen mouth.