I’ve always been in love with Stevie Ray Vaughn since I was four (long story), and Little Wing is probably my favourite rock instrumental of all time. Such a beautiful song.
Happy new year, everyone :) All the best hopes for everyone in 2014.
I spent the day doing my traditional New Year’s clean-up today; I purged quite a few things that I’ve been meaning to for some time. The only thing left to do is drop a box of pots off at the thrift store and I’m done.
Back to work tomorrow.
Anyway that’s all the bring stuff. I’ve started using Instagram for pictures; you can see my stream at http://instagram.com/breeonne.
Back in February, we went to the Beaty Biodiveristy museum (pro tip – free admission for UBC employees and students) and here are some pictures. Warning, there are dead squiggly things in jars in this post (and even more at the Flickr Set).
Ended up at the thrift shop today and found a whole bunch of books from my childhood – oh, the memories. The disturbing memories.
Given that between Book #1 and Book #4, Elizabeth throws over her twin sister for another bestie, you can imagine how their teen years would play out. Oh wait.
This wasn’t one of my childhood books, but I couldn’t pass up a picture; the cover is like some horrible mashup of a conjoined twins horror film and a bad photoshop job.
1) how and b) why.
MATHNET. I flipped through, there were actual math questions to help you solve the case. I’m impressed.
Tho I’m a bit curious about the dummy.
Book #10 isn’t bad for a crappy Scholastic board game novelization. The premise is that Mr. Body (left) invites all his murderous friends up for the weekend (again) and murder ensues. In the vein of the Encyclopaedia Brown books.
I’m not quite sure where to begin with this one. “it’s beginning to look a lot like danger”? Those sweaters? some asshole trekking ash across the carpet? Honestly, life in Stoneybrook isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
I was going to blog about the wrap-up of my vacation (back to it tomorrow) but then yesterday I won 80$ in the lottery so I finally bought the cassette player I’ve had my eye on for a while:
I should point out that this collection has been gathering dust in the cupboard for nearly a decade as I haven’t anything with which to play the tapes.
And oh man, talk about a blast from the past.
No, seriously, this may be the worst song from the 90s.
Because this is how they rolled in Toronto, faxt.
I spent hours recording mix tapes off the radio and, later when they invented CDs, “fixing” the play order of CDs onto tape. Which is still legal, btw.
Things about making mix tapes in the 90s:
- No song had a beginning, because you always missed the first ten seconds in that mad scramble to the tape deck once the song started playing on the radio
- The Top 10 on local radio stations for the early 90s are hilarious, in retrospect. For example, as I type this, I’m listening to #9, Hanky Panky by Madonna from the Dick Tracey movie. It’s about spanking.
- No spaces between songs, because once one song finished recording you just hit PAUSE until another song came on.
- There were some songs you’d love so much, you’d put up with scratchy reception and an annoying DJ riffing over the end.
PS: None of the radio stations on my mix tapes exist any longer. Except for 92.9 KISM out of Bellingham, the only rock station we got in White Rock on the hill.
But you know, after all this, I an not sad we are where we are today with music. No need to rewind, you can skip to new songs if you have aural ADD like me, can get songs on demand with the Youtubes or the iTunes. Plus now we have dubstep.
A few weeks ago, I bought a coffee machine I have had my eye on for a while – picture of the machine at the bottom of the post. Anyway, I’ve been looking for a way to store the capsules that is both aesthetically pleasing and also practical.
In honor of this morning’s soaking downpour here in Vancouver, a
tangentially related pic post:
In case you don’t want to decipher that on your own:
Peer Reviewed Bathroom Graffiti
I WANT TO LIVE IN A DRAMA (<- what does that even mean?)
THOSE PEOPLE NEVER LOOK AT THE PAST. (<- but they’re so often history that this line disagrees
THEY WISH AND THEY DREAM (<- don’t you now)
LIKE (of) SECRET DESIRES THAT FLOAT ON (<-you didn’t actually write that, did you? this has to be a joke) (<– I know, ever tried to make something float on really rough water?)
WHY ARE GROTESQUE OBJECTS BEAUTIFUL? (<- this poem doesn’t count)
WHAT IS WRONG WITH HUMANS? (<- #1 apparently we write terrible poetry <- and peer review bathroom stall poetry) (#2 humans are human, that’s what’s wrong)
I TAKE DEEP BREATHS AND IT TRIES TO ERASE EVERYTHING. (<- hey, Yo. Your subject and verb called me and they’re having a pretty big disagreement. Maybe you could work something out between them?)
-RAIN (<-isn’t he from My Lady Peace?)
I initially opened up wordpress to post about something very important, only to crash into a malfunctioning wordpress dashboard. Luckily, it wasn’t anything a reinstall couldn’t fix, and the files and database seem to be intact. Fingers crossed etc.
While I try to remember what I was going to post about, have some news stories:
- CNN: Japanese boat washed away in tsunami spotted more than a year later
- Everything 90s is new again: CBC: Canadian bands from the ’90s enjoying digital era freedom
- … and that’s all that is interesting today. I’ll post a cat video later to make up for it.
Now, off to do my parents’ taxes.
Baby elephant vs. a pile of sand.