Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Shaken and stirred

So rumor has it there was a little earthquake back home. Actually not so little - long and shaky and about a 5.6 or something?

Anyhow, from those of you I checked in with, it sounds like everything's a-ok, no major damage or injuries...which is a huge relief. But please, if anyone hears or experienced otherwise, let me know.

And thanks to everyone who emailed or called yesterday to let me know they were in one piece.

No earthquakes here, although I do have a shaky head from a bit too much tippling last night. Should wear off any minute now and then I'll get back to working.

xo.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Dum de de dum...

There have been some very understandable complaints about my long absence from my two loyal readers (both with names beginning with K). So I'll try to make up for it today.

I got overwhelmed by wanting to type a huge entry with everything I've been up to for the past two or three months and then ended up typing nothing.

First, per request, a couple somewhat recent photos...


This one was taken at a boat party on a Mississippi paddle wheel boat which cruised down the Thames and had amazing DJ's. Plus they opened up Tower Bridge for us as we passed under which was pretty awesome.


My friends Tim, Kat and Tom had a flatwarming party about a month ago and the theme was cult movies. Lori was visiting from LA and Helen was game for my brilliant idea - we were from Heathers (2 Heathers and a Veronica, to be exact). So very.


And this last one is from when Juliet, Luke and I went to Ham House, which is a national trust property in Richmond (just outside of London). We're in a hedge maze part of the garden. Except you couldn't get lost - so less of a maze and more of lots of very tall hedge-walled pathways. It was a gorgeous day, and in addition to Ham House and exploring the gardens, there was a boat race down by the river so we just sad on the banks and watched that for a while.

I've also been to 2 music festivals in London: I saw Ben Harper and the Counting Crows at one day of the O2 Wireless in Hyde Park. It was supposed to pour down rain all day but we got really lucky and it managed to only rain when we were in tents seeing some of the smaller bands we'd planned on seeing anyway. There was also a comedy tent and we went to watch Jamie Kennedy's set (i have a little loyalty from my stint on his show). He was not a happy camper and the set went really poorly, oops. My favorites were Ben Harper (of course), Donovan, and The Delays. The Counting Crows disappointed, I have to say...I patiently listened to their new stuff which they played for the first 5 songs and then Adam refused to let the audience sing along to Mr. Jones by changing the tempo, the lyrics and generally screwing with us. I didn't appreciate that.

Then just this past weekend, I went to one day of the Ben & Jerry's Sundae Festival in Clapham Common, which is in London, east of Fulham. It was a gorgeous day (!) which was very exciting and for a mere £12 entry fee, you got 6 bands, all the free ice cream you want and and a super fun day. It was a very family friendly festival - they had lots of games and activities going on everywhere and I had the best time. I've been working at least 6 day weeks since my last guest left, so it was great to get an afternoon in the sun with fab company (the lovely Kat), great music, and free freaking ice cream. =) After the festival, we went back to her flat for games night (Cranium was the game of choice) and it was so much fun. I know it sounds lame - I'm in London and am excited about playing boards games, but just to be hanging out with such fab people for a "normal" night with friends was really, really nice and it was ridiculously fun. Especially after such a great day. But I did discover that English Cranium presents some problems for the American (and sometimes for the Kiwis). We had to go through about 8 Humdinger cards everytime to find a song we all knew. And have you ever heard of the phrase "as different as chalk and cheese"? No. Because it's ridiculous.

Unfortunately I won't be able to go to any of the big weekend festivals - I missed Glastonbury, Latitudes and a bunch of others just because I can't leave London for a whole weekend right now. But the truth is, I might be too old to camp with 30,000 other people for 3 days in questionable weather. Maybe.

After our next screening (mid august), I have an awesome trip lined up though - going sailing around the coast of Croatia for a week! I can't wait! One of my co-workers is going too and it's going to be the best time. We don't actually help with any of the sailing, just relax, swim off the boat and stop in different towns everyday. A bunch of my co-worker's friends have gone on the same trip, with the same company, Sail Croatia, and only had good things to say. We're doing one of the Navigator boats, which means it'll be about 25 people, all aged 21-35. And the weather is supposed to be reliably, fantastically sunny and warm. Plus, how random is Croatia? Woop woop.

Ok, now that I've spilled my coffee all over me as I type, I have to get back to work. But, before I go, one of my favorite weird London moments from 2 weekends ago...
I'm on the tube and two elderly, definitely drunk older men get on. They're talking loudly (and slurringly) but otherwise seem pretty harmless. One of them's seated and the other one is standing a few inches from me (swaying, really). So a couple minutes in, the one closest to me, pulls out a container of strawberries from a Tesco bag. After struggling with the lid and dropping a couple (but picking them back up, i might note), he proceeds to offer them to everyone in the tube car, very politely and generously. I didn't take one, but it amused me to no end. And it's much more pleasant than my other public transport story involving the night bus in Soho, a guy getting kicked in the face and a girl puking across from me.

Still not sure when I'll be moving to Toronto - it could be before the end of the year, but I'll know more after our August deadline.

Things I miss this week: Poquito Mas, Anthropologie, and all of you. xoxo