News from Nerd Headquarters (redux):
The Western Magazine Awards Finalist Party (and silent auction) took place last Thursday. It was a success. There was much mingling. Unfortunately, I had to duck out early to go to the ION offices to help out with final proofing/copy editing for the summer issue, so I missed the end. The shortlists have been published online.
Elsewhere, small changes have been made to the site, beginning with the inclusion of a brand spanking new Booklog. Keep in mind that these are not necessarily books I recommend, just books I’ve read or am reading. I’m trying out the log concept as inspired by Nick Hornby, Ayelet Waldman and Believer Magazine. We’ll see how it goes.
Spent Saturday night at a truly heinous club at the Columbia Hotel, which happens to be located in (Almost) Crack Town. It’s not the location that bothered me so much as the sad crowd of nineteen year old posers who most definitely don’t know as much about punk music as they think they do. Then again, maybe I’m just grumpy because I spent the night feeling bored, old and out of touch. So sad!
Yesterday, I saw my cousin Iris for the first time in eight months. She’s an actress. Upon noticing the “let’s talk about television” post, she asked me to explain what I liked about it so much. When I said I think TV is the most underrated art form, she laughed. And I thought, exactly. This is my life. I get a lot of laughs, but I rarely actually mean to be funny. Oh well.
What else? Well, last night was the Brownie Advancement Ceremony, for which I made “diplomas”. The girls were, as usual, too cute. Guiding is officially on hold for the summer, which is good as I’m feeling a bit burnt out. By September, I’ll probably been keen again. We’ll see.
Last, but not least, I’m super excited because it looks like my friend Sarah might be moving into my building. She’s been hunting for a couple of weeks with no luck, and yesterday, I noticed a new opening at The Georgian and told her right away. We saw the flat together this morning and she loved it. There’s lots of interest of course ('cause my building rocks hard), but I’m hoping she gets it. It’ll be just like Res! Or Camp! (Without the rain, mouse poo or slimy palms, I mean.)
Kathryn and MJ also moved into the neighbourhood last week. They’re just a few blocks away. D and I were talking about how this is all a part of our nefarious plan for super lazy social domination. Slowly, but surely, they’re gathering.
Muha. Muhahaha. Muhahahahahahaha!