Your day is my day, My week was your week
This was my first truely-free weekend since getting my new role at work where I wasn’t traveling, powerpointing, or desperately trying to steam the airport out of my Palin-lite work wardrobe.
It was nice to get have week without stepping into airports.
On Friday I went to the Powerplant fall season opener with Siya
One of the things I love about visiting the Powerplant is that I get to aggravate Tudor with my love of Micah Lexier, which is always a plus. Tudor thinks he is a lazy talentless hack; I wrote a lovesick essay about him/his work during high school. Since we have starting dating, we have been to two Micah shows and one auction where I nearly bought a $700 8X10 pencil drawing.
The PowerPlant is currently selling a $103 shirt with his writing on it. I want to buy it for him just to witness his internal struggle of needing t-shirts while hating Micah.
I re-met Joyce Wong, a film maker I met during my Asian lit class back in school, who is now my new bang-twin. We are mos def going to be BFFs.
On Saturday, Siya, Tudor and I continued to run away from responsibilities and headed off to Cafta at Kitchener-Waterloo area.
I walked on water…
wheelied with a prosthetic … vid
(and FYI Luke Hart, the artist, was seriously hot. And a quick google search reveals he’s in a band
…. just how did my panties stay on?)
walked/face-planted into confidence … vid
spied on spies … vid (we were running away after this shot)
and tried to Band Apart in the Kitchener City Hall (unsuccessful and wildly pathetic)
More pics? Yes, at Siya’s flickr
Later that day I met up with Coko for poutine at Poutini’s (not recommended) and Queen art walking. I bought a piece at the Lens Factory that I love but Coko and Tudor hate. We talked about that idea that I keep mentioning but not actuating and blog etiquette.
Coko’s got an awesome song out which I can’t stop listening to. Check it out. It’s full of Coko.