I woke up this morning unable to move, my dogs clustered around me like a Cruella Deville topcoat. I figured it was one of two things: 1) Like animals who sense earthquakes or similar natural disasters, my super-sensitive dogs were consoling me ahead of inevitable catastrophe, or 2) Winter had arrived. Today’s weather convinced me to go with option #2. Wha- happened? I could have sworn it was still summer yesterday!
September is shaping up to be a busy month as I count down the days to my Vancouver return. Just received an email from Jen Spence (SGU’s Lisa Park) who will be in town for a couple of days next week, so will have to make time for her. And my buddy Steve. Plus Anne-Marie, Carl, Marty G., Mega, Ryna, John, Nancy, Alan, Ivon, Alexander, Sarah, my aunt Antoinette, and many more. I may have to stay an extra month just to squeeze in all these dinners.
As I’ve already mentioned, I’ll be taking the rest of the years off. Sort of. There’s a pilot script I’ve been meaning to get around to finishing and I have a fun, comic-related project (not Dark Matter, my Dark Horse comic book series, that hits the shelves January 2012) for this blog. Also, with Akemi’s October 18th visa expiration fast-approaching, I’m hoping we can find a way to extend that looming deadline. It would be very sad to bring her back to Van for only a couple of weeks and then have her leave two days after my birthday (start working on those cards now!). Well, all I can say is I’m working on it. Tick, tick, tick.
Some highlights of my (apparently all Alex) weekend:
Friday night – dinner at Trevor Kitchen with….
Also in attendance were precision driver David Julienne and stunt wizard Mohammed Elachi (not pictured clutching the requisite menu).
Then, Saturday night was BBQ night hosted by the lovely Sarah – and her boyfriend the German guy. I brought sliders: buffalo, wild boar, camel, and kangaroo. All surprisingly good and, frankly, hard to tell apart once you lead ’em up with caramelized onions, avocado, barbecue sauce, and bird’s eye chilis. I lean toward the buffalo…
And then, Sunday, we checked out the Spicy Food Festival which sounded a lot more interesting than it actually was. We wandered about for the first twenty minutes, ravenous, and finally located the (all of six) food stands. Had some not bad ox-tail, a great curry goat roti (would it have killed them to remove the bones before wrapping the sucker up?), and plenty o’ plantain. Then it rained. And we went home. Good times.
I’m off to complete my Mind Meld write-up for SFSignal’s JP Frantz. Just finalizing my top ten…
Today’s entry is dedicated to blog regular PBMom. Get well soon!