I have come to terms with my room-mate’s snoring habit. I figure that he gets what is coming to him because when I want to stop him from snoring, I have to get out of my warm comfy bed, take 5 steps, kick him (which prompts him to say “Ow” in his sleep), and retrace my steps and try to warm up my cold bed. Every 2 hours. It’s just a fact of my Katima-life.
On Sunday our group attended the Oak Hammock Marsh Parrot and Beach party. It wasn’t much of a party for the parrots because there was only 2. 2 out of 50 parrots showed up due to the grey skies, which later cleared up nicely. The day went on anyway and we learned how to Salsa dance. Just the basics with turns and the waterfall move.
After dancing, we rounded up people for the fashion show and started to get ready. The fashion show theme was “What not to wear to the beach followed by what to wear to the beach”. So some of us wore tacky clothing to show what not to wear, and later on we walked out in our beach wear. I wore the following:
- Red Billabong board shorts with a white GAP (RED) hoodie
- Black and grey Billabong surf top with TYR surf shorts (oh Lycra, you are so comfortable)
- White Billabong board shorts with the same hoodie as before with white sunglasses
When the show ended, I was approached by the man who ran the event and he asked another participant and I if we were models. We looked like we had done it before (which was true in a way because of the Parade de Mode in Montréal), and we must of looked good. There were pictures taken, but we don’t have them yet. Although today we did receive a blown up picture of our group on the roof. Oak Hammock Marsh has a green roof that serves as a great observation deck, a fantastic place to have lunch when it’s warm, and a feeding place for the birds. Hopefully more pictures will arrive soon in a digital form.
Because of Spring Break for the schools, I get to work at Oak Hammock Marsh this week. On Monday I got trained on how to use the theatre and do slide-shows and movies as well as work with the day camp. The next day I did a slide-show, face painting, and story time with the children that visited. Today I showed a film, did an hour and a half of face painting, and just generally hung out around the exhibits and learned stuff about the wetlands. I really enjoy working here, but I’m glad that I get to back to the school in 2 weeks (I’m house managing next week). My face painting improves with each child’s face or cheek I paint. It’s pretty amazing that I can develop such a skill. Drawing is my only weakness in the arts. It just takes practice I suppose. Much like anything else.
On Monday night, my Dad and Brother Unit #2 visited. I was so glad to see them. My sister-in-law’s mother is a chocolate maker, and she gave the Katima-group a lot of chocolate (left over from Easter, but it was still good and very delectable). I also got my broken watch back from the Bay, a pair of shoes I can wear for spring, and a credit card bill (there has to be some business on the trip).
We went out to a Chinese Buffet (ironically named Goody Foody). It was definitely Chinese-Canadian style. Almost everything was deep-fried, and there was hardly any vegetables in sight, except for the two stir-fry dishes. The bus boy that was working there had nice hair, and it reminded me that I need to buy hairspray and wax. As we were walking out, we found a man passed out in the foyer of the restaurant. I’m glad we found him as we were walking out, not as we were walking in (although if we did, then we would of ate at Joey’s bar, which had a Cabana bar attached… can you say gay?).
After eating not so goody foody, we killed a little time at the hotel my dad and brother were staying at by watching television and drinking rye and cokes. We found a disturbing “art” dance show on Bravo! (Bravo! and Showtime are one in the same, I swear). In one scene, there was a man pacing back and forth and a woman sitting on the couch. The man stops pacing and the woman tilts her head back and points her leg upwards. Blackout. Next scene there are two women wearing dance tights and artistically “wrestling”, complete with soft-core porn grunts. I wanted to change it, but my father and my brother wouldn’t have any of it. I am officially scarred for life. Thanks, Bravo!
We finished our rye and cokes and then went to Silver City to see A Superhero Movie, a parody of a bunch of superhero movies. Go rent it. It isn’t worth the price of admission, but I thought Leslie Nielson was fantastic as always. There are a few laughs, but it’s not comic gold. It was 9ish when the movie was done and my brother decided that we should go have some drinks at the hotel bar.
Our drinks were great, but our service was mediocre. People that sat down after us, had 4 drinks, 2 appetizers, and left before us were served way better than we were. We left no tip, and I’m pretty sure they complained to the manager in the morning when they left to go back to Ontario. We would of complained on the night of, but the manager looked like an idiot who knew nothing (that, and he fidgeted with his hands and kept wringing his fingers. Very sketchy). I was driven home and I decided that I would never drink in another hotel bar again.
I had had a drink in a hotel bar before, with Jeffrey, in the Best Western of Montréal. They screwed up our orders. I asked for a Cosmopolitan for Jeff and I, and I received a vodka and orange juice, while Jeff got a cranberry and vodka. Hmm. Not right. Are all hotel bar staff not competent in all aspects of their jobs?
Last night was physical activity, and my committee had planned on going to the school to play floor hockey. When we got there, we remembered that the school was closed for Spring Break. So we decided to do a Billy Blanks Tae-Bo video instead. It was actually a work out. The video itself was kind of terrible. Billy Blanks was wearing a very unflattering blue Lycra leotard thing that emphasized his man-boobs (he had a wardrobe malfunction half way through the video). For some parts of the video you could tell that they just repeated the sequence again. The cheesiest part of the video had to be when they decided to do moves in double time. Then the strobe lights would go on and the lights would dim and the music would get more “intense”. When the group wasn’t laughing, we actually got a work out.
Now for 41-60 things about me:
- I enjoy reading with a glass of wine or chocolate.
- When I was a kid I used to stay up all night and read. That stopped when I got to University. I’ve taken up that habit again since Katimavik.
- I love looking for the subtle rhythms and melodies in music and studying the lyrics.
- My first exposure to Japanese music came from watching Clip Trip on Much More Music. I watched Pizzicato Five’s Tout Va Bien and I was hooked.
- If I studied more in that field, I would love to run a show like Clip Trip, or The Loop.
- I have never toured the CHUM Building in Toronto, but I want to and plan on doing it this summer. Some Torontoian I am.
- Synthesized strings in serious ballads annoy me and take away from the emotion of the song.
- I have so many things I want to do in life, I wonder if I’ll have time to do it all.
- I don’t do anything for April Fool’s or for Poisson Avril. No fools or fish here.
- Spring to Summer is my favourite seasonal transition.
- I enjoy going to art museums and wandering around.
- I have yet to buy any souvenirs for my family. It’s probably because they have all been to the same places I have been living in for the last 7 months.
- I try to find things to look forward to in life.
- Sometimes when I’m bored and listening to a song, I wonder what the artist is doing at that moment in time.
- I’d rather do something right the first time than half-ass it.
- I pick up random romance novels for fun and open up the page to see if it has any hilariously written love making scenes in it.
- Bad resumés make me wonder how those people got jobs in the first place.
- I’ve seen almost all of the Star Wars movies (except for the most recent one) but I couldn’t tell you what happened in any of them.
- I get more intellectual satisfaction out of reading a book than watching a movie.
- I have a soft spot in my heart for documentaries.
I decided on a set list for my Open Mic performance. It is going to play out like a relationship. Happy, sexy, romantic, sad, depressing, and hopeful. Probably with some jazz and accordion thrown in for good measure. The performance isn’t until the end of this month, but I love thinking about how fabulous it is going to be.
P.S. The title of the post comes from a few seconds ago, where 2 of my house-mates wanted the internet so they can watch more episodes of The Hills. Just for the record, I do not watch that show.