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Monthly Archives: July 2009

random update on what I did in July

do not touch them they will bite, originally uploaded by Mister Wind-Up Bird.

Well, it’s been a fun few weeks, but I’m back.

The lovely Janelle journied across the Pacific for a visit, and while I still had to work a bit, we did find time to visit Salt Spring Island, where we stayed in apparent close proximity to child-devouring mink. Janelle also got to drive on the wrong side of the road all over Vancouver, Victoria and Salt Spring — at some point, I’m really going to have to break down and re-acquire my driver’s licence. We took the trip from Salt Spring to Victoria to do a little orca watching, which was a fantastic experience. Just zipping over the waves in a zodiac is fun ( Flipper-style fun for Janelle, Danger Bay-style for me) and at the end: orcas!

We also found time to eat and drink our way up and down Main Street. There is an insane amount of really good, cheap eats here — bahn mi, beef noodles, katsu-don, knish, burgers — washed down with beer and vintage cocktails. At some point, I’m really going to have to put together my long-awaited Main Street dining guide.

But for now, it’s back to work. I’m still part-time at Worio (until September), and I have some well-past-due thesis writing to do this weekend. It’s been crazy-hot in Vancouver, but seems to be settling into merely hot, so with any luck, I’ll be able to get some work done at home and finally be able to sleep properly tonight.

That is all.

so long, Richard’s on Richards

Richard’s on Richards, originally uploaded by Mister Wind-Up Bird.

I’m currently on Salt Spring Island attempting to eat my body weight in goat cheese, but I wanted to acknowledge the passing of Vancouver’s answer to CBGB, Richard’s on Richards, which is gone as of today.

Ever since I moved to Vancouver, I heard rumours Richard’s was about to fall victim to the insatiable condo market, so it’s a bit ironic that as the market drops, Richard’s is being demolished to make way for development presumably nobody especially wants. But such is life. As a little mini-memorial, here are some of my favourite photos from my years of Richard’s concert-going. (You should probably also check out Allan Macinnis’s much more articulate thoughts on the matter.)

Bloody Vivaldi

Bloody Vivaldi, originally uploaded by Mister Wind-Up Bird.

Janelle + Eric + photo booth + the random album game = the best new album you’ve never heard.

braidI haven’t been sleeping very well lately, and I’m not sure why. At first, I thought it might be all the coffee I drink, but I cut my intake down to 1-2 cups a day, and that just made me sleepier and crankier during the day without making me more inclined to sleep during the night. I increased my exercise regimen, but that’s just made me more tired-er without sleeping better — and of course, incredibly buff. I’ve come to suspect it has to do with starting my thesis, an act which has been inflicting all kinds of psychic trauma on me the past couple of weeks.

So as a pre-emptive anti-insanity measure, I decided to take today off, and not think about work. This turned out to be a lot harder than I thought it would be — the little voice in the back of my head is telling me that I should be editing my draft and running some new experiments. But you know what? Fuck you, voice. You’re not the boss of me. If taking Sundays off is good enough for Yahweh, it’s good enough for me (maybe we could make this a tradition).

And so I spent the day reading David Simon’s Homicide and playing Braid, which I have to say, is one of the most original and satisfying gaming experiences I’ve had in quite a while. I think the whole “are video games art?” argument is kind of, how shall I say? … “retarded”. But, I will say, Braid has made me think about it’s themes and ideas in a way not many games have. And it had some out-and-out fantastic level and puzzle design.

Sunset Rubdown at Richard’s

Sunset Rubdown at Richard’s, originally uploaded by Mister Wind-Up Bird.

Spencer Krug and company playing to a sold out show at Richard’s on Richards.

The opener was a band called Witchies, whom I’ve never heard of, but they were fantastic.