My Dad & I are riding with his co-worker-ish cohort from the local car dealership so he can pick up a trade-in in Brampton - a weird dynamic. Car dealerships attract an interesting coterie of retired ‘employees.’ This guy is a piece of work - his laugh is a dead-on Chris Farley in Tommy Boy raspy breathy chuckle - which punctuates all the non-sequitor comments full of mispronounciations, ‘eh?’s & whatdoyouknows….but he is a wealth of local weird facts - FYIP: 1976 was the worst year for tent caterpillars in the PS & M region - FACT.
Just runnin’ on back to the GTA via a family van trip - overall, I spent less than 40 hours in Parry Sound this week….but they were all enjoyable hours, funeral included (morbidly - is it creepy to say that I thought it was a ‘good’ funeral?). A classmate said to me that what hit her the most was that the last time she had seen many of our crew was at another funeral for a classmate’s mom…ouch. Hopefully with an office job in the fall I can remedy my lack of communication habits. Tho I’m no huge fan for religious ceremones, I can see how comforting it must be to have a congregation rally round, sing familar hymns & recite memorized passages. It was far more personal than I expected, probably because the local priest had known Rach so well & spent time visiting her in & out of the hospital. I am so thankful that I got a chance to attend Rach’s funeral - that I wasn’t working, travelling or too far away to get there in a pinch. The priest even announced the 2006 R.A.C.H. tournament dates - which was always in the back of my mind - so I’m glad that i can at least say that I”m saving the date - thankfully it’s later in June than this year (June 24-26, btw - any GTA baseball buds wanting to visit cottage country & meet interesting locals & sample ‘the Brunny’ are more than welcome to crash with me….).
Yesterday, my only full day in the town, was a weird combo of the comforts of home, reminicing about a life lost, meeting old classmates & finally catching up with my bud, Rob. The highlight of the vist by far was a Wedding Crashers/DQ date with R-dog - hearing about the trip to AUS, upcoming plans, the move, school, her fam, etc…always good & chill times with that girl. We can pick up from where we left offf regardless of how much non-face time has passed between us. Besides catching up on town gossip, it was good to just hang out again & I am very much looking forward to having some old-school nights out this fall in the GTA….& some sassy batch’ette nights before NYE…some LMT Connection - “y’all know what freestyle is??” & also we are both Running for the Cure - I’m committing this to online (editable, tho) print so I don’t punk out & shirk my responsiblities…It’s time to put my money (& sponsor’s) where my mouth is, get my soon-to-be-trained ass in gear & work it for a good cause.
I did forget to meniton that last weekend I made it out to (finally) see Jeff’s band - The Big Three - at their last summer gig @ Apothecary - a surprisingly great venue in the heart of the bass-worshipping cabinet-rattling club district. Not only was it badass to hear them rocking the rooftop patio as soon as I stepped off the Spadina streetcar south of Adelaide, watching the lineups of Plastic Pammies waiting in line for the-next-big-$9-drink-one-name-warehouse-cookie-cutter-club passeed the time between three solid sets from TBT, The Old 55s & SomeDude & the Situations (fak, man, change your long-ass-forgettable band name already). Jeff & the guys are taking some gigging time-outs to record @ Metalworks in the wee hours & put together an EP.
Speaking of 1st albums….Martin’s ‘The PIckups’ CD Release Party is a go for Friday Sept. 16th @ Sneaky Dee’s - save the date! That week is shaping up to be a wicked b-day bonanza with a Sat show w. Ruven & the Beau right after - a Japanese punk band & Wolf Eyes….
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