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Entries from April 1, 2004 - April 30, 2004

Friday
Apr302004

sloan!




Lining up for the Sloan concert. Rand and I were first in line!


Rand and I had a great time at the Sloan concert in Kitchener last night. For those unfamiliar with the Canadian band, Sloan has been around for about 10 years; Rand got me hooked on them recently.




Sloan poster on front door of Elements nightclub.


Worried about lineups, we showed up at the front door of the venue about an hour beforehand and ended up being first in line. Chatted a bit with some of the people behind us; holy cow, did I ever feel out of it in terms of the current music scene. :-) I think I'll definitely have to do a comic based on this conversation eventually.




We had a quick dinner at the diner across the street from
Elements before the show.



Rand and I opted to stand as close to the front as possible. The advantage of our position was that we got to see everything close-up. The disadvantage was that the sound system in the nightclub was such that the vocals were better heard from further back; from where we were standing, we heard Patrick's guitar more clearly. Didn't matter to me in the end, though....I had a huge amount of fun anyway, and was familiar with most of the songs.



The warm-up band, Blinker the Star.


Sloan played all the songs from their new album, Action Pact, plus some others (thanks to fan Rob Butcher for posting this list online):

Gimme That
Live On
Rest of my Life
Lines You Amend
Hollow Head
Nothing Last Forever Anymore
Great Wall
People of the Sky
Backstabbin'
Coax Me
False Alarm!
I Was Wrong (and I don't care)
Who Loves Life More?
Good In Everyone
Ready For You (c'mon back!)
Sensory Deprivation
Fade Away
The Other Man
Money City Maniacs
Reach Out
I Am the Cancer (Joy Division version)
If it Feels Good, Do it!




Security guard and crowd.


Here's someone else's report from the concert (found out about it because she posted in my LJ in response to this Blathering :-)). She and a friend brought a sign asking Sloan to play "I Am the Cancer"...and Sloan did!

The rest of the photos on this page are from the concert itself. If you're interested in finding more about Sloan, visit their Web site at http://www.sloanmusic.com/.




Chris Murphy.





Patrick Pentland. Shaved his head!





Andrew Scott. Usually on drums.





Jay Ferguson.





Chris on drums (normally Andrew's on drums).





Patrick and Chris.





Andrew, Chris and Jay.


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Thursday
Apr292004

biker gunfights and fuzzy slippers



Wood screen handcarved by Jeff's grandfather,
who started Ridpath's Fine Furniture in Toronto
(the business is no longer in the family).



I've been highly amused at the responses so far to my challenge to make up a memory about me. For example:

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From "singlemaltsilk" in Livejournal:
"OVFF, 2001 maybe? I'm so bad with dates, they're all starting to run together these days, like those marbleized end papers you find in expensive books. Kinda pretty, actually... where was I? Oh yeah, OVFF whenever. I was at the banquet, talking with my tablemates when the room suddenly fell quiet. And there you were, framed in the doorway: all ivory skin and bias-cut black silk satin, your demurely lowered, sooty lashes completely at odds with the knowing smile that tugged at the corners of your carmined mouth. You waited, still, silent, infinitely patient, until every eye in the room was on you. Then, and only then, you daintily lifted the fishtail hem pooled about your feet, so that all could see your exquisitely detailed Ookla The Mok fuzzy slippers, Rand on your right foot, Adam on your left."

From Andy Beaton in Blatherchat:
"Back in the late eighties, Debbie and I robbed a cocaine dealer, left him duct-taped in a bus shelter and stole his Porsche. Boy, were we embarassed when we found his badge in the glove compartment! Fortunately, Debbie is a really fast driver and we got over the provincial border before the alert went out for us. She did get us away from the cops, so I guess I shouldn't blame her for ditching me when we got into that gunfight with those bikers. It was a lucky thing that the arm I lost there was the one with the alien implant from the time Debbie talked me into eating at that Welsh restaurant..."

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Handed in one of those digital photography articles I mentioned before, two more to go. Also doing research for the short story I'm doing with Michelle. I'm starting to type more and more each day. I'm being careful not to overdo it, and switch back to ViaVoice when my arms get sore. It's encouraging, though; if things keep improving as they are, looks like I should make a full recovery by the fall. May even be able to play flute and a bit of guitar at the Urban Tapestry concert at Confluence this July. Hey, and speaking of Confluence, sounds like my friend Michelle AND her husband Tom may be attending!

Tom was the guy who first introduced me to filk in the eighties, at an Ad Astra convention in Toronto. There was only -one- guy in the room, who had a copy of Minus Ten and Counting...no guitar or any other instrument. Tom and the guy sang through a couple of a capella songs. I was intrigued, but not hooked until I went back on my own a year or two later and found a rockin' filk room led by Kevin Davies. Eventually I started bringing my flute, but was too shy to even open the case in the beginning. Every so often, I'd run into a red-haired woman whose singing I adored. Little did I know that I'd someday be recording CDs with her. :-)

Hanging out with Rand today; we're going to a concert in Kitchener.



From my mom-in-law's garden. Anyone out there know what
type of flower this is? I forgot to ask her.




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Wednesday
Apr282004

CHALLENGE: make up a memory about me



Another of my experiments with Corel Painter. (From TFFH)


OK, I confess that I normally don't do the "meme" thing so common in Livejournal. But the following really intrigued me mainly because I'm mightily curious to see if anyone posts anything, and what they would post. Most creative memory gets a prize. Yes, I know I still owe prizes to those who posted New Year's Resolutions...I'll mail them all out at the same time.

"Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. (Optional: Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.)"

You can post in either Blatherchat or Livejournal (anonymous posting is fine), I don't care which, though I suspect most replies will be posted in Livejournal. You don't have to own a journal to post a memory.



My friend Andy, a long time ago.
("Man! I was just as good looking then as I am now!")




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Tuesday
Apr272004

virtual airbrush



One of my experiments with Corel Painter's airbrush.


The doodle above is part of The Flying Fire Hydrant collection: a gift for Rand, in appreciation for his willingness to be subjected to (and even genuine interest in) my often feeble attempts at learning to master Corel Painter. It's all lot of fun playing around with virtual art materials...there's none of the hassle of having to buy a real airbrush and paints, for example, plus no clean-up afterward. :-) I'll be posting more of my experiments in Blatherings over time. Right now I'm learning about using oils. I suck at it, but hope to get better.

Had a good time with Michelle yesterday. Worked more on our story, but also just hung out at Fune and talked about all kinds of other stuff. Fun to compare notes on Kill Bill 2, which she liked better than the first one. I also showed her the photo of her I posted on Blatherings yesterday, partly to see that wonderful "I'm gonna kill you, Ohi" grimace, and pointed out that she hasn't really changed at all in 20 years.

Back to writing now. Article due today!


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Sunday
Apr252004

college photos



My friend Andy Beaton in Robarts Library, about 20 years ago.
He sometimes posts as "aiabx" in Blatherchat.



Today's Blatherpics are all about twenty years old: some friends from university. We used to be a pretty close-knit crowd back then. Hung out in the basement Robarts library, doing homework together, going out for dinner on "Suicide Row": fast food chain area in the area, obviously geared toward students. Every boy I ever went out with (all four of the them including Jeff) is listed on this page.



Michelle Sagara, now an sf/fantasy author.
I'm seeing her later today to work on our short story.



Like most close groups of friends, the big "let's all do everything as one mass group" started breaking down into closer individual friendships over the years. Some of us still see each other on a regular basis.



Mark Thompson. Jeff goes gaming with Mark every Friday.


The name of electricpenguin.com came from those days. I used to be editor of The Electric Penguin, a print publication of short articles, movie reviews (mainly by Andy Beaton), cartoons (mainly by me, my sister, Reid Ellis), all kinds of wonderful silly stuff. I may post some excerpts in future Blatherings. Reid and Luisa helped produce the publication, even years after we graduated.



David Brake, now a UK-based academic and journalist.
Has a very cool blog.



From time to time I toy occasionally with the idea of producing an electronic version. It might be fun, but part of me is hesitant about committing to another potential Inkspot-type project. Too many interesting things to do... I am very jealous of my time these days, mainly because there seems to be less and less of it over the years.



Reid Ellis (ex-boyfriend), now married to Luisa.
My brother's in the background; he really liked Reid.



Jeff and I were talking about this on the weekend, how we seemed to have so much more free time back in university days. Time to play d&d several days every week, for example. Time to spend hours scribbling on paper message boards, play video games (my friend John Chew even had a special glove for playing Robotron), talking about everything and nothing. Somewhere in between, we managed to find the time for homework and studying for exams.



Luisa Perrella. Having lunch with her tomorrow! Heh, she just posted
one of my REALLY old cartoons in her blog
.



There is a certain magic in the lifetime of every close-knit group of friends, a time of near-perfect personal chemistry between every member, when you're all like a big family: a family with its shares of occasional infighting and personality clashes, yes, but with an emotional bond nonetheless.



William Rucklidge. Was supposed to visit with him in California
before I sprained my elbow. :-(



The magic can't last, of course, or at least for the group entity. People change, members leave or new ones are introduced, individuals within the group form closer friendships. You all intend to keep in close touch, but some people move away, develop other interests, form other friendships.



Kaarel Truuvert. Married my sister.


The change is a healthy one, in my opinion. I get a tremendous satisfaction out of the one-on-one friendships that survived the transition. And it's still a lot of fun to get together with some of the old group from time to time, getting reacquainted with their kids and partners, pets and computers.



Jeff Ridpath. Married me. :-)


We've all changed and some of us may not see each other that often anymore, but history still binds us together, as does a certain spark that was the original core personality of our gang of friends. It's still cool to hear that Bruce Macintosh (you can see the back of his head in the photo above) was in an article on finding extrasolar planets in April's Sky and Telescope magazine, for example. Or when we get news of John's and Kristen's new baby, or that Andrew and Jenny are co-habiting.



Tom West (ex-boyfriend). Married Michelle.


Since university, I've been lucky enough to experience another close-knit group friendship, this time in the filk community. We went through a very similar process, with the group eventually evolving into subgroups and closer individual friendships (my friendship with Rand, for instance).



Jeff Kesner, sometimes posts as "jok" in Blatherchat.


And so I raise a virtual glass of plum wine (or club soda, or your beverage of choice) and toast group friendships, current and past, not in the sense of "gosh, I miss the old days" but rather a toast of affectionate remembrance, to old friends and new.



Andrew Platzer, now works at Apple. I was supposed
to visit with him and Jenny in California, too.





John Chew (ex-boyfriend). Married, new dad, Scrabble champ,
does work for the Math Dept at the University of Toronto.





Craig White, now editor of MapArt.


To those whose pictures are on this page: yes, I know some are missing! Please see my "lack of time" paragraph earlier in this Blathering.

:-)



John Swain, does experimental high-energy physics stuff, is a
physics prof at Boston University. Luisa got him a gig doing regular segments on The Daily Planet on CTV.




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