morethanSunday

Hey everyone.  Sorry for the lack of penning my thoughts digitally.  My Moleskine is unfortunately receiving more love than this one.

Anyways.  There’s a lot to catch up on, like:

• iPhone 3G (less than spectacular)
• my bike trip from Southeast Vancouver to Kitsilano Beach (photo blog coming up)
• the Vancouver leg of Passion World Tour ‘08 (reserve your tickets now)
• and more (I need to check my Moleskine)

But I’ll save that for another blog.

Here’s some of the best I’ve stumbled upon youtubing.

I have a crush on Kina Grannis.  Her delicate strumming and entrancing voice makes me feel like jell-o, grape jell-o.

And now, an entry in bullet form!

• Thanks for enjoying the photo blog posts.  I hit a record of >250 hits in one day because of the deluge of photo blogs.  I promise I’ll post more as they come in.
• Summer Night Market, as of June 13, still does not have food.  There has not been any word, as far as I know, as to when the food shops will be open.
• Congratulations to the grads of 08–me included?
• iPhone 3G is a letdown.  I’m leaning towards a Blackberry.
• I know longer have a negative cash flow.

The word random and all of its derivatives (rands, randoms, randiferous, randtastic) is old school.  Let’s move on to entropy and its derivatives.

Today was an entropitous day.  On my walk to the bus (aside: I think the public transit system in Vancouver is great) I walk by a small field that is infested with the most cuddly, furry, cutesy dutesy wild rabbits.  There are several tiny ones so I take it they just finished a mating cycle.  Unfortunately, I saw one strewn across the road with its insides freshly squeezed by the wheel of a thousand-plus pound automobile.  I didn’t take a photo of that one.

I went to school to get some housekeeping done and the lady helping me out kindly said that it would take a week or so until I would hear a response from them.

I walked out and catched Ant walking into his lab.  I told him I had a daypass and was going to roam around.

I then decided to give Mumta a call because she wanted to hang out.  I walk around Gastown to kill time and tell her to go all the way to Waterfront.  I walk around and just catch the steam clock whistling.

She brought along Mel (はじめまして) and we go to Lonsdale Quay (pronounce that).

Here’s some food for thought for those that have been on the Seabus.  Why on earth does the emergency hatch lead below levels?  If, worst-case scenario, the ship were to sink, wouldn’t you want to head up to higher ground rather than go towards where there is water?

We grab a bite, eat some ice cream, go to Robson, and meet up entripitously with their friend Camille (はじめまして) and spend her break in the world-famous Starbucks across from the Starbucks.

Everybody parts ways and I come home to watch the Celtics come-back after being down 20 in the third quarter.

Good times all around.

Maybe not.

Sorry to you, blog, that I have not yet updated thee on the latest and greatest of my antics or lack thereof.  Strikethrough is a neat feature.  I am a closet typographer; my favourite font is Helvetica.  Apple owners don’t know how good they have it (I do, because I installed OS X on my PC).

To the point, this post is about the confusion of the status of Richmond Night Market.  Richmond Night Market is closed until further notice.  Apparently, there were some issues with the promoter of the first one and the venue owner.  But, fret not, Summer Night Market is here to spend time with us every weekend this summer!  Unfortunately, the food won’t be ready until a few weeks into June.

Summer is here everyone.

Edit: Gah, link taken down.  Click here for the video.  It’s more than worth it.

It’s funny because it’s racist.