i am considering changing the date of my housewarming to june 18th because that weekend is a 3-day one for me and also because friends of mine in victoria are having a party on the 11th, which i’m not sure about going to, but i’d like the option for the victoria folks to come to my housewarming which they can’t do if there’s a date conflict.
if there is anyone out there who seriously objects to this, please let me know (by email is fine) – otherwise i’m going ahead with the new date.

anna, ryefield and mel start the pasta dough on saturday night…. beginning the production
i am daunted, returning to this space after four days absence, so upside down and crammed full the last few days have been, where does one start?
on my drive into east vancouver on monday afternoon, i was thinking about home and what constitutes that for me. east van, victoria and gibsons are all places that figure into my sense of “coming home”, no matter that i have fixed residence in only one place, i have community like family in each of them. thus, at the moment i have finally bought a house, i have less of a fixed sense of home than ever, anchored in place but not in imagination. there i fit easily into the worlds of my friends, bringing my own meanderings to the table as arguments and songs. the stable home representing a solidity in the world that encourages adventuring beyond.
oh the epiphanies coming off drunken weekends! victoria turned out to be one long party starting when i arrived friday and carrying through until i finally dropped from exhaustion on sunday night. i mostly stayed with my friend anna and allowed her to play the role of social co-ordinator (since she’s so damned good at it), which took all the thinking out of the weekend for me and allowed me to just go along for the ride. there were many great moments, particularly the pasta-making dinner party we organized at anna’s place (and where the photos in this post came from). extra-nice (from my perspective) was the fact i spent quite a bit of time with the person i met on my last trip over, and confirmed the quite nice connection that characterizes our interactions (though one i feel no pressure to do anything about – distance and time being realities i am content with). it’s good though, to feel desired every once and awhile, and i had plenty of that on my trip which adds some colour to my week even after the fact.
i also managed to visit my friend dustin on sunday afternoon at william head, marking the first time i have seen him as an official “visitor”. i am going to make the effort to visit once every two months or so, which seems a realistic schedule given i seem to be on vancouver island more often in the past 10 months. he’s written a second novella which he promises to mail, and has decided to apply for day-parole in september which would have him in a half-way house by next spring. not too much longer for him, and then maybe we will get to hang out in the real-world again.
on monday afternoon i arrived in vancouver with enough time to do some grocery shopping and play music in the park and visit with a friend i bumped into before going to band practice at ben’s. we’re getting ready for our folklife show this saturday with a new song and a couple new arrangements of old songs and it’s sounding surprisingly good for a group that has barely played together since october. i am still trying to figure out what my weekend will look like as a composer friend is staging a dance show on friday and i may stay in town for that and then leave early for seattle the next day (sounds too like my friend anna wants to come along for the roadtrip and show which will make for more fun).
so just to sum up – before clicking the more link for additional photos – life is pretty damned good at the moment, despite being back at work.
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after all the political excitement this week, friday just seems anti climactic. we have the same governments at both the provincial and federal levels with a few adjustments – but that’s about it…. the world continues to limp along under the leadership of the same white men it always has…. a new day for us indeed….
so very very tired i am today, even though i got a reasonable amount of sleep last night and didn’t even have a single drink after the presentation! i have had a severe lack of downtime this week, both at work and in the evenings and by this mid-afternoon friday i am *worn* *out*. i am looking foward to being done at work this afternoon and taking the little blue tercel down the highway to the ferry terminal… apparently anna and julia are looking to party tonight. i’m not sure how up for partying i am, but going along for the ride always results in interesting stories.
last night’s east van assembly on “policing the struggle” and police violence in the east side went reasonably well. lots of people turned up and there seemed to be some energy for taking some community action out of that process. we will see what actually happens next. in my experience it is really difficult to get tangibles out of large community meetings – but i am hoping to see some sort of community legal defense organization come together out of this as per one of my comrade’s suggestions. i spoke for a few minutes at the start to provide context for police violence against activists and went mostly off-the-cuff, and people seemed to be receptive to what i had to say. i always get so nervous! but then it works out okay. i don’t know what it will take for me to stop getting the voice shakes when i first start up. maybe just more practice…
my interest is in doing some popular education workshops in the downtown eastside that hinge on people’s rights under arrest and questioning – something that i can come into the city and do on a saturday but doesn’t require me to be going to organizing meetings every week. i have a couple of lawyer friends who i am thinking might be interested in helping out with something like that if i get the workshops structured and set up. we’ll see…. it’s not as though i don’t have a lot of work to do at the moment!
i am taking my camera to victoria this weekend, and hopefully i’ll get enough new shots to start posting photos with my blog entries again! i just don’t have a lot of stuff i like in the archives at the moment….
a solid night’s sleep makes for a world of difference – which is a good thing – because my presence in another disciplinary case has been requested for later this morning, and i need all the morale i can get at the moment. it must just be one of those weeks, that’s all i can account it to… some alignment of the stars and management that is making all these meetings line up like symbols on a slot-machine that pays out in wooden nickels.
last night i spent packing and reading – managed to plow through ursula k le guin’s 1971 classic, the lathe of heaven between yesterday and this morning’s ferry ride. i drove into town today because i am staying in tonight and leaving for victoria tomorrow after work….. i had considered cancelling my trip this weekend because the prospect of staying home and doing nothing is infinitely appealing at the moment. however, one of the plans i already made is a visit to a friend imprisoned at william head, and canceling with no way of letting him know would be a really shitty thing to do… so i’ve decided to go over and do nothing more than some low-key hanging out with friends… which is also a worthwhile break from some of the things going on at the moment.
as i have work to attend to (and lots of it), this will suffice for the moment – hopefully i will get a chance to post a little more later.
i just sat in on a horrible discipline hearing where a multi-week suspension was handed out. we of course, will be filing a grievance. in any case, i was reminded earlier today about my previous heart raptures list and how i had started building another list of 25 to get to my total of 100 heart raptures….. which i am posting here – to remind me of what things don’t make me feel quite so crummy as i do right now.
51) gypsy brass and russian-punk-cabaret
52) forest paths, worn from use, soft under the feet with needles and scent
53) fresh lavender in my pockets
54) art surprises in public spaces
55) the sun yat sen gardens in the downtown eastside