worth mentioning

At work today it was nothing but singles. Lots of either mag (sound) reels or silent colour reels, but very few together in a matching pair. I took this as a small victory, proof that there isn't always a match for everything.

You know what I forgot to mention? And now, weeks later, feel weird about mentioning? I was physically touched in a non-sexual way by Britt Daniel. I swoon for Spoon. (I should consider making shirts or stickers or something for the next time they play here.) As I was trying to get the hell away from the Orpheum after the Spoon show (which was pretty awesome) I was walking across from the tour bus when I saw Britt come out the side door. A couple guys ran to him for autographs, but didn't have a pen, so I ran over and loaned mine to them. Britt signed, graciously, and then held out the pen towards me. I thought he wanted to sign something for me, so I said I didn't have anything to sign, but could we get a picture together? He pocketed the pen and his tour manager or whatever took my camera and took a shaky photo of us. But, if you saw the photo, you would get the point that it was me with Britt Daniel's arm around my shoulder. Dreamy Britt Daniel...

Tonight I'm going to Japandroids at an office space near my house. What I'd really like to do is go to the Cinematheque to see Albert Maysles talk about filmmaking, but not sure I'll have enough time. I could try...

Last night I met up with Cute Neal and Nicola for some Weird Weekends. I'm not sure if I've mentioned it, but I LOVE Louis Theroux. Such a crush on him. And, even though this show is, like, a decade old, it's still good. I prefer watching it with N&N because they introduced me to him and I don't want to have a secret, illicit rendezvous with Louis behind their backs. Last night we got through just one, which was totally fine because we had a fun time around the viewing. Neal was in Nashville a few weeks ago, so I saw pictures that make me want to go there, and Nicola showed me parodies of Shamwow that hurt my stomach so much from laughing that I had to motion for her to pause it so I could breathe. So awesome. Nicola drove me home and we had an hour-long chat in the street because we were having such a good conversation. I reluctantly went inside around 12:40am because of work today, but could have talked for hours longer. I attribute this to the coffee we had at 10pm. I adore them; such fun.

Tomorrow I was hoping to do a Jane's Walk route with John Atkin, but am waitlisted and I can't imagine enough people skipping out to allow me to go. Sigh. Am hoping to meet up with Wee B for a wander around the city somewhere. I thought a Biennale wander would be good, since I've been meaning to take photos (film, even!) of the latest pieces since last fall, but no idea what will happen tomorrow. Also want to see Rachel for ukulele jamming tomorrow night, so hopefully we can get it together either tomorrow or Sunday. I should practice a bit so I don't continue to suck at the uke.

So... things are pretty good. Let's hope that continues. And if it doesn't, I think it might be time to get Dance Dance Revolution so I never have a bad day again.