7.09.2011

Mustache disguises.

So it's July. Happy July? Yes. Because now that's July, July will be over soon. Kapeesh? It's an uneasy time when I've got my nose to the grindstone, but in such a way that I'm constantly wondering, "what the hell for?" Although I can answer that question rather simply, most days I go unconvinced. Unconvinced of what? I am rather unsure. I am unsure of many things. This paragraph is filled with so much unsureness.

I'm getting extremely stoked on Harry Potter. I'm motoring through the series again, hopefully to have them done by the time I stand in line for a great number of hours to see the final movie at midnight with some friends from work. Yes. Midnight opening for the Deathly Hallows Part II. Once a nerd, always a nerd. I accept this. It's going to be an emotional roller coaster of ending childhoods and sadness and 70% of the characters dying for whatever reason. But at least we'll have each other?

This photograph.
Anyways, we christened the Bat Cave with a good old fashioned house warming this past Wednesday and were happy to see all of the faces that showed up, bearing booze and food. Joel (of the 30 days of videos) came bearing a gift of a Battlestar Galactica themed mug, on which "WHAT THE FRAK" is printed in large, rather angry, red letters. I will now forever loaf around  my house drinking booze from this mug, pretending I am Colonel Tigh. I think most of the evening can be summed up by this photograph and by telling you that I strummed on a green ukelele for a while repeatedly singing, "I like dudes". We're a classy bunch.

I went down to Red Cat Records last month and picked up some sweet, sweet vinyl. I'm a large fan of used vinyl, as it doesn't cost me $50 *coughDaftPunkcough*. But I accept that I am poor and will someday not be. Though I don't rest very easy with that thought. It's more a superficial, polka dot band aid for the sucking chest wound that is the problem of how I'm going to make money for the rest of my life. Anyways, back to records. I bought two marvelous soundtracks - The Muppet Movie as well as When Harry Met Sally (oh, Harry Connick Jr and your sultry, sultry voice). I also picked up a really illin' Bony-M album, which a friend of a friend remarked, "I think my mother had that album," I laughed and told him to listen to Ra Ra Rasputin immediately whilst dancing. I also picked up my favorite U2 album, War. I believe my dad used to have it on cassette tape, back when those were cool. It's absolutely stupendous on vinyl, it's loud and "full of texture" (if that's a thing - it must be a thing) and wonderful.

Moseyed on down to the Vancouver Public Library book sale after class yesterday to see what sort of wonderful, wonderful things I could find. First off, I was blown away by the building it was in. Evidently, I had been skirting around it my entire school year by about two blocks and never even noticed it. It's glorious! I didn't even have much time to marvel at it, as it was raining rather hard, and me being myself, I didn't have an umbrella with me. You'd think I'd learn eventually, as this is Vancouver I live in. The book sale was a little less intense than I had hoped it to be, but with paperbacks coming in at 75¢ a pop, I really, really could not complain. I picked up four National Geographics, a copy of Michael Crichton's The Andromeda Strain, T. H. White's The Sword in the Stone and two tiny gems, MASH Goes to Texas and MASH Goes to San Fransisco. I also almost picked up a tiny paperback entitled Indiana Jones and the Philosopher's Stone, because it was hilarious. "Harry Potter, we meet again" "Snakes, why'd it have to be snakes?" or some sort of mash-up like that. Who's not very clever with these sorts of things? This guy.

I recently planted a pitcher plant in my frog tank, and am both disgusted and amazed to report half digested cricket carcases in all of the largest pitchers. It's gross, but so so awesome. Here's some photos of my new fish and my old fish. They're doing rather well. The glowlight tetra is Herp and the silvertip tetra is Derp. Derp is doing a lot better than Herp, but hopefully Herp will start putting on some weight soon. My oldest tetra, Miles, is bossy and chubby. My two catfish are boisterous and chubby. The shrimp's a fat kid, who keeps molting because he keeps getting too fat for his shell. I'm so glad everything in this house is so well fed. :|

Finally got around to planting some veggies last week. Hauled a bag of sea soil home and planted up some peppers, tomatoes, basil, sunflowers, peas and pansies. Today I picked up a strawberry plant, tons of bamboo to build trellises from and more pots to fill with this wonderful stuff known as sea soil. My place doesn't have any sort of hose (or any sort of spigot for one), so there's going to be lots of trips up and down stairs with a mop bucket filled with water and fertilizer to keep that garden going strong all summer. I'm hoping we'll get something out of it. I'm going to plant up a bunch of lettuces in a planter perhaps tomorrow. I'd love to expand my gardening habits, but it's hard 1) renting, it's not like I can invest much in this place, seeing as I'm not going to live here for years and years and years. 2) sharing the yard with three other people. I keep daydreaming about being able to have raspberry and blueberry bushes and apple trees and flower patches, but I guess now's  not the time in life. I'm finding it hard to pace myself.

Moving caused some curious, old-time things to surface. I went through some picture books the other day, finding that some were just as old as I was! Puzzle Island, The Butterfly Ball and Rupert were some of my favorites. I also leafed through a copy of The Road Goes Ever On and On: A Song Cycle, which I picked up at a used book store in Canmore some years ago - during my overly obsessed period of life when anything that Tolkien's name graced had to be mine - and had a fit when I realized I may have had, in my hands, a first edition. Unfortunately, after an hour of over exuberant searching, I discovered I had the first American edition, which is still a little valuable, but not straight from London valuable. I actually got some use out of this book my late Great Uncle Brian gave to me on my birthday some years ago called Treasures of the Misty Mountains. It's entire volume is dedicated to the different editions of Tolkien's books and various merchandise that has stemmed off from the series (oh, the things in my library). In fact, it was more useful than anything I found on the internet (books for the win).
Another thing I rediscovered was this box that I has housed many things throughout it's life, jewelry, photos and now is host to gameboy games. It's been plastered with stickers since middle school, but on the bottom is a little piece of signage via my Grandpa, who made the box. I don't know if I ever realized this was on the bottom. Why my childhood self figured it was a good idea to plaster something my Grandpa made me specially with his own two hands with stickers of Pokemon and cycling swag, I don't know. But now it bears this strange new specialness to me. I'm getting far too nostalgic in my old age.

Check this out - the Bat Cave has not one, not two, but four game consoles. We're working on a fifth. That's how much gaming/Netflix watching goes on under this roof. I've discovered how much rage Halo gets out and created a disgusting alter ego for myself in Xbox Live known as "Dinkleberg". This alter ego dresses like they empty lobster traps for a living and are pretty okay with that.

Nesting has been going quite nicely. Organized all of my books last week, which has calmed me down quite a bit. High ceilings have given way to more space to put books on the top of bookshelves, which has just been revolutionary. I've got a pile of Redwall novels, a pile of Harry Potter hardcovers, a stack of graphic novels and some fancy boxed sets sitting where they wont take up space on the actual shelves. Organization and high celilings for the win. Books rule.

Excitement is mounting for August. My only exam arrives on the 10th, which is now going to be followed by a three week hiatus from school, work and Vancouver. I'll be headed to the island to visit my Gran for five days or so, then I'm jetting out West to Canmore for a good, solid visit with my parents, grandparents, friends and puppy dog! We've been planning lots of mini trips to do - the zoo, movies, Lord of the Rings on Blu Ray marathons (yesss), hikes, I think I'll even get a trip up to the Farm! I need a holiday, it's not a very long one, but I suspect I'll return quite refreshed for the fall semester.

Anyways, hope everyone's having an okay time this July. Tomorrow's going to be a great day filled with gardening, sun basking and celebrating Vancouver's 125th downtown with some free concerts. Free is good. I hope you enjoyed my text/photo/youtube embed heavy post.

Make sure you keep an eye on:

The Long Road Home: their Indiegogo campaign made it to a sweet, sweet $10,386! Production will be commencing shortly. Be sure to follow their video blog of the super-journey with filmmakers' Alex Coulson, Adam McKay and Analise Stuart!


Choch: their Indiegogo campaign reached their goal of $1000 and even went a little over! Be sure to keep an eye on when DVDs are going to be released - here's an article in FFWD from this past week, where filmmaker Brendan Prost speculates as to why no one seems to have an interest in coming out to watch independent films.

Some neat things to bewilder and bedazzle your wrinkly brains:

Virtual tour... of MOSCOW. In leiu of Durae and I learning a whole of three words in Russian the other day and vowing that we would learn it proper.

The wondrous Peacock Spider via ABC.
Stumbled across this photographer just yesterday - haven't quite seen anything like it. I recommend checking out his entire gallery! Get ready to get up close and personal to those hairs on the elbows of spiders. Just saying. It's very cool.

Jumping spider- the mustache from Ahmet Ozkan on Vimeo.



Music tidbit of the week:

How to Train your Dragon!
Music by John Powell

I've been doing genetics homework all week listening to this! I don't have any speakers hooked up to my computer at the moment, so I've had the ol' earphones plugged in at all times. I've been finding lyrical music increasingly distracting as I try and decode what this frigging textbook is trying to tell me in the most complex way possible, so I fell back on some orchestrated soundtracks to soothe the soul. It's a wonderful mix of epic, motion picture orchestra, booming bagpipes and rolling drum crescendos, as well as playful Celtic flute pieces and an adorable song by Jonsi. Have a listen, or numerous. If you haven't seen the film yet, please do that too.





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