Getting Two Birds Stoned At Once

Linderella,

I'm not sure if I've already mentioned to you that I've been looking forward to April for quite some time. I present you with Exhibit A, B, C, and D:


The Reigning Kings of Sunnyvale.

Me asking Julian to write something about his sexy black T-Shirt in my book.

Ricky and Bubbles discussing what Julian actually ended up writing in the book, which was "Drink Rum Jenny, you hot little thing, you". My heart was a flutter, as you can clearly see.

Now I'll admit I've had some pretty strange obsessions in my time; flashback to my elementary school love letter to Jason Priestley, all the years in high school when I would bring cake to class to celebrate David Letterman's birthday, or my month-long stalkage of Dave Foley in Toronto, ending with me drunkenly trying to kiss him in front of his girlfriend - just to name a few. In recent years, there has been no other celebrity I've wanted to meet more than Ricky of the Trailer Park Boys. There's just some kind of raw je ne sais quoi about a guy whose entire life revolves around hydroponics, malapropisms and pepperoni sticks. And let's not forget the firebolt silk shirt and track pants combination. What a statement.

You know spring time is finally arrived when the Season Opener of TPB Premieres. I can't help but think back of the season 5 Premiere that you and I drove down to Cowtown for to meet Lahey and Randy. Fresh faced and tooth infected, we were. Our scheduled host went MIA and Ryan and Noomie were kind enough to take us two vagrants in for the night - the first time of many (even though Newman apparently has no recollection of this ever happening - that is also a first of many - ha ha). It was that very night that the Mad Tappers fell in love with me and my feminine wiles, or so he says. Trixie little Hobbit. Needless to say, the boys of Summer have a place very near and dear to my heart. It was lovely to finally meet them... and share a piece of fried chicken.

Like I said, April has been Kick Assin' along so far. I've met the Kings of Sunnyvale, made a whirlwind trip into Albitter for Easter with my international groupies (thanks for the hospitality by the way - such a doll). Got to see RyGuy, Noomes, Nate Lemay, Wayne at SinCity - still no Cory though. I'm saving a hug for ya, big guy, and a big slap on the ass. The latter only goes if I've been drinking gin. And if Ryan has too. Back in Van I was the sound girl at Tuggy Nutshot's first West Coast gig, and attended my debut as a sketch comedy writer at the VFS Sketch Comedy Night. I wrote about a Dad who comes to Career day at his kid's elementary school and thinks he's the spawn of Satan - it went pretty well other than the actors messing up my line about the cleft palate.

Last Friday I took out the German, you remember Rene (Goat Foot Licker - nuff said), to a Bass Nectar concert with Sergio. Rene's girlfriend broke up with him over the phone literally as we were heading out the door, so I figured I'd help him drown out all his sorrows. We took some vitamins (some that he'd never taken before), got in a stretched limo with 10 of our closest friends, grabbed a 26 of rye and drove around the city boozing for an hour before reaching the Commodore for the show. Serge was done before the warm up act was over and had to go home. ha ha. The band was kickass....I'm pretty sure....From what I remember they rocked and Rene had a great time. Apparently I wore him out, his roommates tell me he didn't leave his bed for two days after that. Mission Accomplished.

A couple days ago, me, Josh, Anisha, Rene and some others went to the symphony at Vancouver's Orpheum Theatre, which is stunning in and of itself. Those violinists rocked Beethoven's 7th Symphony, and don't even get me started on the William Tell Overture. And as for your pending question, no I didn't have the mini opera glasses, we were in the fourth row. Although I'm sure it doesn't surprise you to know that my mother owns a pearl set of those for when she attends the ESO Pops orchestra. What am I going to do when I inherit all that stuff? I wonder if my brother and I are going to divy up the Dicken Village? If so, dibbs on Fezziwig's house.

So that's been my April so far....you know, with some school stuff in between. As of today I'm officially on Spring Break. I think I'll head out to the Island for a bit, see Laura Borealis, maybe even get some quality writing in.

By the way, tomorrow I'm helping out the Swede by playing myself in some documentary he's making for MTV Europe about his life in Canada. I honestly love what my life here has become. I don't actually know if MTVE will pick this thing up, but Nik keeps telling me that he's actually famous back home, so we'll see. LOL. I told him I'd do it as long as he didn't try and tell the camera in Swedish that I'm his girlfriend. I better get that in writing.

There's the update from Vancity, where the sun is finally starting to shine.

Take it Easy

The Siddler

P.S. Congrats to us on our 50th Blog Entry!!! Okay, Congrats to you. I only wrote about six of them.