President of the Junior Dinosaur Junior Fan-Club!
I took Jo to the "Walking with Dinosaurs" show last weekend. It was pretty amazing, so amazing in fact my only regret was that it was longer (well, that and the animatronics and the legs of the dudes were unfortunate, but oh well, considering when I was a youngin' I spent many months anticipating a family vacation to a dinosaur park that only had statues, and they weren't even physically "proper" by today's scientific standards)... anyway, when we got to the end of the Triassic Period a few minutes, I was thinking this would be as long as an episode of "Friends" or something, but that wasn't the case.
One highlight for us was this kid behind us who really got into the show. He freaked out when the Allosaur came into the scene, and started yelling at it 'GO HOME, ALLOSAURUS! GO HOME!' It was more endearing than annoying, except when he asked questions about what the Paleontologist already side, like 'why is the Earth moving?' He already talked about Pangaea! Pay attention! At the end of the show he said his favorite dinosaur was the Tyrannosaurs Rex. Go figure.
I liked our seats, front of the balcony was a good idea on my part. I like sitting in balconies, it makes me feel like Abe Lincoln (minus the getting shot). Jo and I pretty much took all these pictures, I can't remember who took what.
Mamma T-Rex was basically the heroine of the story.
Leanne came over to the big city, I met her randomly on the street and we took a trip over to the Cambie and then went to the Church of Scientology (no shit) to get enlightened. Speaking of the higher communion, I had 1/2 of Fake Shark / Real Zombie on my show for an interview which went rather heinously. The pre-prodction booth's mixer fried before I got to use it one morning, and the girl that discovered it let me into the news room to use their booth so the three of us huddled around one mic Orson Welles style while the radio recorded the radio and their CD right over us talking. Anyway, I dedicated a good seven years in college radio last Sunday, which you can listen to here if you're going on a road trip somewhere with a relentlessly winding road for two hours straight or something. It just so happens that after all this time, I'm about to get into the big leagues I've wanted to since I was learning how to poo!
Here's one of Adjective playing this past weekend at the Astoria. Also, Jo and I went down to a bohemian jam space where Adrian and the La-La's were recording an album and we leant our vocals and applause to their club atmosphere.
I still need to get her something for V.Day. You could give me suggestions, but since she's reading this she'd know what you suggested and if she got that (as great as said hypothetical suggestion would be I'm sure) she'd know from where I got the idea. I do have one idea that involves ice.