Thursday, December 10, 2009

I'm going to try to make the world hate me slightly less by liveblogging my evening in Butler.

This way, you see, as I cruise the internet and listen to awesome music and generally don't write so many things about sociolinguistics, culture and their relationship to revolution in Africa, I don't make all my facebook friends want to kill me by confining my thoughts to one tiny, ignorable blog post.

Let us proceed, then, you and I.

(After all, the damn thing is stretching out against the sky)

6:16 pm
Have arrived at Butler way too late, as a trip to Pinnacle gave me the opportunity to see my dear friend Claudia, who reminded me of the Potter Puppet Pals and The Mysterious Ticking Noise.

Yes, there was public singing.

7:26 pm
Have spent most of the last hour having rather intense conversations with my good friends. The guy in front of me with the super awkward half mushroom haircut spent it sleeping. Do you think people will judge me if I eat an apple in Butler 303?

8:18 pm
This guy does a dope remix of Paper Planes.

Did I just say dope?

8:41 pm
Leaving 303 for a production meeting, I accidentally turn my music on in the middle of the room and instead of turning off my computer, just yell at it to be quiet. I am now in the lounge. I cannot ever return.

9:34 pm
I never realized that The Flaming Lips shared my life philosophy.

One, two, three, four -
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun don't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

That is so awesome.
I wonder if I got it from them subliminally.

9:45 pm

Wicked Song:

11:09 pm
Have written two pages. Spent the last ten minutes lost in thought about non-Africa related things, staring at the floor.

I will now compose a poem.
A shitty one.

En hiver vous enivrez
(that sounds so pretty en français)
Mais moi, I stay inside all day
And think of things I want to say
A lui qui m'a confusé.

Man, even my poems are in Fringlish.


11:39 pm

Have moved from feeling rather blue to feeling quite happy, though sleepy.

à la bird and the bee

Dearest one, I had a dream
I mouthed the words,
The sound came out,
I spoke to you in Japanese
Oh, my love I cannot see, I heard your name
I know at once there was no place I’d rather be
All at once there was no place that I would rather b

if i could speak japanese, that would be me to a t

somehow i just became cummings i hope it does not reflect in my paper

11:55 pm

It's gone. So is my focus. Sometimes when you are stuck (in fact, all the time, for me) it means you need to wake your ass up at five am and do it then. Mostly because it's taken you an hour to write three sentences, and six to write two pages.

Maybe if I wasn't such a narcissistic asshole who thought the world needed to know the contents of my brain then I would actually get shit done.

Of course, the internets have long proven that we are all narcissistic assholes.

I just said internets. I need to go home now.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

I Now Pronounce You...

Catherine had a strong fascination with her bridal bouquet and spent most of the ceremony destroying it.

Officially man and wife!

Zack and I after the ceremony. What a sweetheart!
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More of the Procession

Although this wasn't Dad's first wedding, I think he was the most excited person there!

Here he is against the lovely backdrop of the lake.

Here comes Denise Antle, the Maid of Honour and my new Aunt. She was so happy to see her sister finally settle down!

And last but most certainly not least, the blushing bride Nadine, and her daddy Wayne. Isn't she pretty?

Maria was so happy that she'd successfully made it down the aisle that she went around high fiving people!
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Coming Down the Aisle

My Dad got married this weekend!

Doesn't he look handsome coming down the aisle?
Zack got some great pictures!

The boys wait for the ladies to arrive. I think dad is the only one comfortable in his suit.
(From Left: Mark Lamontagne, Rick Stuckless, Paul Zammit, and Nicholas Burgers-Lamontagne)

The junior bridemaids (Charlotte and Maria) proceed down the aisle. Little Maria is very excited!

Juliana and Catherine round out the junior bridesmaid section.
More wedding pictures to come!
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Monday, August 17, 2009


It was Carnavale in the city. Check out the tricked out cycles.

The costumes were fantastic!

I liked the one in pink.
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Cycles in the City

There are some pretty cool cycles in New York.

The turquoise one is my favourite!
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Pictures of Tourists

One of my favourite hobbies is to take pictures of tourists.

Most of the time they look a little lost.

Some of them look up at the buildings.

Some of them look kind of nervous.

And sometimes they look at each other.
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