Just a note – Dolly Parton covering Collective Soul is a very wierd thing. I can’t help but like her somehow for this quote “Honey – it costs a lot to look this cheap!”
I nabbed some X-rays from the clinic when I was there yesterday with Robin. I’m not going to keep them all, so if anyone finds one on thier doorstep, it’s because I care. Well, that and maybe I think you’re creative enough to do something neat with it. Maybe. *grinning*
Nah.
I was late picking up Robin. I’d walked over to Superstore to pick up a roll I’d forgotten about and to drop off five more. It took an hour of flipping through envelopes before I simply gave up. We searched thier entire collection of photos and we couldn’t find mine at all. I’ll be a bit upset if the roll is missing, but I suppose there’s nothing I can do about it. I don’t have any idea what could be on it. I’m worried it might be my long lost roll from San Fransisco, but I think that’s holding on to a dream a bit too much. I’m more than certain that was left in the truck that brought me back. I suppose I’m just concerned that I’ve lost something precious, but really – stupidity. In a week I’ll get back more. (One of the B&W is in there by the by).
After the clinic, we shot down to Gastown to give Gavin his housekeys and in walking back to the train, we found out it was Storyeums first day open. So, hey! Free day! The set-up was scary good. I was possible to smell the money that must have gone in. The flow from room to room was wonderfully jarring until near the end. There was a gratuitous song and dance I could have done without and not enough places to sit down. Michael was working, so I gave him a hug. His contract runs out Wednesday. From the look of things, he’s done a wonderful job. So kudos Mike! It’s not your fault the end sequence was flaky. Every schoolchild in the lower mainland is going to file through there at least once.
Almost more memorable was the fellow who stopped dead in the street upon seeing me. I haven’t the slightest clue who he is. He was walking down Water street in the other direction from us, and simply got caught somehow. Average looking young man, with longish dark hair in a ponytail. He turned as we passed and followed along a few feet, almost walking into people from not looking where he was going. I looked behind and he was still standing, staring from a half block away.