So I’m waiting for my daughter’s drama class to finish outside in the car, reading the newspaper with CBC Radio 2 on, when the host says “the first 2 caller wins tickets to see Jasper Wood in Moncton on March 2 at the Capitol Theatre.”
Shit, I sayz. So I frantically dial the number as she repeats it (thankfully) 3 times, and no one answers – an answering machine. But I leave a message saying who I am and why I called.
I just (5 minutes ago) got off the phone with Olga Milosevich – the host of that CBC show I was listening to. She said that show is taped and she was just going through her messages tonight, and I was the 1st caller – I won the tickets.
Jasper Wood is a virtuoso violinist from Moncton.
Who wants to go with me?! Show’s at 8pm this Wednesday.
I’m taking Watercolour: Introductory Steps to Confident Watercolour Painting at the local community college next month. The instructor, Joan Gregory, describes the course as
…the very fundamentals of watercolour painting. The 1st evening we will be discussing materials… and I do my best to make it as simple as possible… also without too many supplies… just basic… and then, if you fall in love with watercolour, you can add more later.
Exactly what I’m looking for.
I don’t draw or paint as a hobby; I just have an interest in it, as I do most everything; however, I think this is the most accessible to me.
I’ll be posting updates of my path to greatness!
– Watercolour Painting – Week 1
– Watercolour Painting – Week 2
(image from Joan Gregory’s website)
15 Things I’m Kinda Gonna Blog About showed up for me in the Random Posts section there on the right, which prompted me to write about one of those topics mentioned. I’ll probably address more of them for future posts. You’re welcome.
My Most Serious Injury
My future wife and I were on a 4-wheeler in the middle of nowhere, Newfoundland. We lost control on a rough section of a dirt road. Next thing I remember is lying on my stomach with the 4-wheeler on my back, pinning me to the ground; and I couldn’t move – I felt paralyzed, and I started to panic. I remember raising my voice to GET THIS FUCKING MACHINE OFF ME, experiencing a euphoric wave of relief when I crawled out and discovered I wasn’t paralyzed.
We were wearing helmets; we would’ve been dead without them. No injuries except for the machine, which started to leak oil, although I managed to start it and made it back to the cabin.
So my story title is wrong: no injuries. Maybe I should’ve titled it My Most Serious Accident.
What’s your story?
I’m taking a prescription that can cause these side effects:
- liver failure
- “life-threatening skin rashes”
- vision changes
I have to get blood tests every few weeks to ensure the drug isn’t destroying my liver; not drinking alcohol helps reduce any stress on the liver.
I have to take this for six months or so.
No scotch! Christ. I WILL be cheating.
Phillip and I have been contacted by a local CBC Radio producer about a story idea. That’s all I can tell ya! I’ll post more about it when I can (if I can).
Update: The story was about scotch!