Something like that

This is the back of my business card. I use it for consulting in research, libraries and grant writing.  In LIBRARY SCHOOL they teach us about the reference interview, and in the reference interview, our job is to find out what the real question is. The real question is usually easier to answer, then to figure out.

I'm feeling vague about what the real question in my life is right now. Excited, but vague. So many great options, I don't think there is a bad answer, and I'm pretty sure it's the simplest one.

Either way, this weekend I'm celebrating the 30th birthday of one of my favourite people. Happy Birthday Mr. Smith.

Window Height is a big deal

It's cool though, my dog can be a problem solver. Just don't tell my mom how he problem solves, and it'll be fine. I mean, she's totally cool with his furniture re-arranging. Mostly. Probably. For sure.

Field to Ring

So I don't talk about it much, because it's not really that big a part of my life, but my Barbet is shown in Conformation. He's only been in 3 shows, and is doing pretty well!

At any rate, my dog goes from this:

To:

and this:

(above, is when a dog is stacked. Gambit hasn't been, the brown one has. To give you an idea, the day before, the brown dog took breed, the day above, Gambit beat the brown for BOO, and the day after, a female took breed!)


I love my dog, win lose or draw.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Not many people realize that line is actually the second line of the Mac--th. The first.... more depressing, and the following sets up nicely for the tragedy that Mac--th is.  I've been out of theatre for... 6 years, and I still can't bring myself to say the name.

Anyways. As I've said, I grew up in Stratford (Canada). When you grow up in Stratford, you grow up surrounded by the Festival - we got tickets at school, camp, from actor boarders and later, when both my Mom and I worked there. We also (luckily) had most of the plays explained to us in school - something most other elementary schools weren't so lucky with. I remember the first time I saw Mac--th. It's not my favourite play (Pericles) but it's always resonated with me.  I'll always remember sitting there, a little too young to understand, and hearing:

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, 
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

I might not have fully understood where it was going, but it always resonated with me. Too young to understand the specifics I felt, and feel to this day, that what matters isn't the past, it's the future.  We always look back with more knowledge then we had.

I have a job interview tomorrow. For it, I turned down a job offer out west.

So, here's to hope, dreams and the future.

2012

Seeing as this year may be the end of the world, I thought I'd make a list of 11 things I want to do this year

1. Go on a vacation somewhere cheap
2. Cook more new meals
3. Present a seminar 
4. Successfully grow an herb garden
5. Buy a car
6. Pay off one of my school debts
7. Plan a vacation somewhere amazing
8. Start singing again
9. Read 1 (good) book a month
10. Keep better track of my life
11. Enjoy life more. Last year sucked. A lot. This year, will be better.

Tell me what you know about dreams

I am a bit superstitious when it comes to the job hunt. Wanting certain jobs more than others. So, here’s what I know about dreams:

“So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life’s A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and ¾ percent guaranteed) Kid, you’ll move mountains.”

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…” 

Thanks Dr. Seuss.

What's Past is Prologue

Then:

Now:

I don't even care if I am that person.

Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children

Summary: It all waits to be discovered in Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children, an unforgettable novel that mixes fiction and photography in a thrilling reading experience. As our story opens, a horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that the children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been quarantined on a deserted island for good reason. And somehow-impossible though it seems-they may still be alive.


Why I recommend it: Because I read it and enjoyed it. It's not vampire fiction, werewolves, fallen angels. It's just a good book, that's sci-fy enough to be a good read, fantastical, reminiscent of X-Men a little. It's great. The pictures are a little disturbing, just look at the cover. It may not be my favourite book, but it's well worth a read!

Ocho Candelas

It's not a secret I love Christmas and Hanukkah. I also see no reason why I can't have both!

Walk the Earth