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Labour day weekend is coming to a close (Sunday night time of writing)...
Probably would not be an exaggeration to say I slept more than half of it. I needed rest...

It really felt like time away from work, a mini vacation. It's the first weekend in a while where I won't have to be in class the following work day. The 2 week assignment with the Chinese is over, and the week before that was Helsinki. Quite a stretch it's been...

This week I'll get the expenses claim done, make a dentist appointment (my lower-left wisdom tooth broke 2 days before Helsinki), maybe an appointment with Sophia, or Susan. 2 new therapists I've been trying to see. Oh yeah and Henri tomorrow night. I've got to get on top of the upcomming Italy assignment, and follow up with Gilles on his last week in the production department participating on a working training session with our production department and a client.

No shortage of work or things to get done... which reminds me I forgot to put the fireplace chimney collar back in place. Which is yet another good reminder to find my school tax documents, I may be late on a payment... and that the gutters at 295 are in need of flushing...

Loren was chatting with her dad today. He's starting to get into the end of cottage season mind-set, which is commendable for someone in his condition and who's been through as much as he has this summer. He likely doesn't think this will be his last season cottaging... might be a hard year for Loren and her family.

Open-faced sandwiches and a fruit-bowl for dinner tonight. Sandwiches were tomato, and the fruit was peach/nectarine/blackberries (with a little creme and brown sugar).

Am considering starting the Victoria Bridge photo-assignment again...
Drew and Gilles both may be about to call in long-standing open invites

They still have not produced the missing set of drawers at work. Most of the stuff from my previous workstation is still in boxes under my new desk, makes it really difficult to get settled. I may go through it and toss much of what won't fit...

Friends I haven't seen in a long while: Glen, Ian, Lynne, Joe, Roderick, Marc-Antoine and Andie, Mathew, Pop.

Things I've noticed in my asanas; urdvha danurasana is feeling a bit more open and possible. Though I'm still doing it likea total beginner...
Lowering down to chatuanga feels much more gentle

I really should write my best-seller novel and get rich so that I can travel etc...

Exactly how is it that we are connected to everything around us? Inexorably...

Ended up Colin and Jace and me...
Colin and Jace just left (written Thursday night)... Gilles couldn't make it in the end. Still busy with David I guess, which is great because he loves that child. Colin and Jace did pick up the bass (Glen's old Yamaha) and Gilles' amp so...
We did asanas then we ate and then we played music!!
Well ok... so we jammed...

Was fun... no real spectacular moments, though a couple of nice grooves, and cool quirky jam-odd-time phrasings. Colin on bass mostly and Jeromy on guitar... then they switched it up for a bit, but Jace is great as improv front guy, and can't really get that far out there on bass (at least not with me as the time keeper).

Just the other day I was thinking that it was about time that the music room had some other players in there... vois-les...

Last night (Wednesday night) on the eve of the Ganesha festival/celebrations I did my 1:08 (hours:minutes) sun sal session. That was the routine a while ago (wednesday nights), and I think I'm going to get back to it. Then maybe add the Sunday night, like before. Trying to get a more than twice a week practice happenning and soften this body up a bit.

Tuesday night with Henri. Not bad, not good. He seems to be concerned about how I speak, in terms of my over intellectualizing and labouring over details in vocabulary. He also seems to not be fond of my trying to be precise about adjectives.

Well fond... he's suggested that my reluctance to accept his summaries of situations has to do with me trying to keep him at a distance. Funny because my suggestion that it's manefestation of a deep desire to get on the same page (to get him closer). I guess I'm going to have to back off, ease up and accept his vocabulary for a while and see where it goes. I'm not sure if Loren is buying it (him) either, we'll see. We may not be buying it, but were sure enough paying for it.

Am tasked with develloping a new course...
Slightly challenging, it's very early in the game and difficult to see where our technology is headed...

Have I mentioned Italy??
Am currently scheduled to be there (umbria) for a 4 week assignment... I'm keeping my fingers crossed... maybe Loren will join me... maybe we can have white truffles at the same place Colin and Hannah ate at... and maybe even the same B&B.... I'm excited!!

Kitchen is clean... time to rest...
OK so it was time to rest long ago...

Italy appears as if it'll be postponed to 09. Likely won't be scheduled at such a fantastic time for visiting and vacation. Going to check for aeroplan constraints just in case it goes on as planned. Looks likely that Loren and I won't be able to vacation as we had expected, drag...

Saw Christine Tuesday night for dinner at home, she brought her Costa-Rica book to show. AND APEACH PIE!!!
We had cheese and bread and Loren made a salmon soup and rice and bean salad. We opened a bottle of Nino-Fanco and had a really nice time...

Saw Glen (not cousin Glen) Wednesday night...
We figured out it had bee just about a year since we last saw each other. Visited his new apartment in Westmount (around the corner from cousin Glens's last apartment) and then hit the road... Beer and a burger at the Claremont, then a coffee and finally back to his place so we could watch Jill Bolte Taylor's TED talk. He picked up some spiced pecans for Carla and I got 4 ginger molasses cookies for Loren. He lent me Zatoichi, and Loren and I watched it last night. Wonderful film with just the right amount of quirkiness. He's taken up classical guitar, and cites me as a source of inspiration. Touching...

Had a wonderful visit with Karen Thursday morning, and an excellent asana session Thursday night. Small gang; Gilles Colin and me. Charles is on the road, Christine is now teaching, and Jace had a friend in from out of town. Also great post-asana treats, cheeses, breads, spreads, samosas, salmon, and that very tasty L'Alchemist IPA (from Joliette). Yum yum... It was the first session in a long time where we actually got around to some seated postures. Did up to Janu-C. It was a lot of work... everybody had the trembles afterwards.

Spent lots of time at work with Gilles at work getting initial exposure to our new technology. Looks quite likely that I may get to go to Germany for a couple of weeks at the end of October. It's a big deal for the company...

Massive attack Collar Stays On playing on the ipod as I type...

Got the eco-rebate for the Smart... just in time too. Property taxes and school taxes have put me through the ringer. Now I've got Loren paid off for a small rolling debt that's been accumulating. Feels great. Though the moon-roof on the Smart gone off the rails and is now not functional. I'll likely wait until the first check-up to have it fixed...

And of course Monday night, with Henri.
Wow... some Big Stuff has been coming out of those sessions...
During the last few minutes of the session, one of those unexpected things happened... on a tangent your partner starts explaining their feelings... and your brain can't believe what it's hearing (because the feelings are buried in blame), but it hardly matters anyway as your heart and soul get torn out of place... and you're reeling as the universe (and all the worlds??) reassembles...

Spent the rest of the week in a bit of a daze...
I've been dazed before, and it's not that problematic as long as you don't take life too seriously.
Loren and I finally got around to talking about it today (Sunday night as the time of writing). The situation is quite settled, as I get the emotional place she was coming from when she opened up, but am still a bit alarmed by her perception, and by the summary. Then we took Zen for a walk and I got myself over to 295 for an early start to the week with 1:08 (minutes) of surya namaskar. So much sweat that I get that birthing/drowning feeling, it's wonderful.

Blue corn chips and Mrs. Renfro's salsa-verde, a cold beer (Sleeman 20) and a fruit bowl (pineapple and strawberries with a little brown sugar and creme) for dessert.

Again... it's late...

Really, if bad lanugage offends you, do not continue reading...

Just heard back from an old friend. He and I worked together in the early 90's. Loren and I nic-named him Spawn of Satan. I've removed some specifics which I don't want to publish to the internet at large. But fundamentally it's his exact email.

I find this note quite touching...

R O Y fucking L A S T N A M E ! (looks to the sky for a sign, is it end of days? speak to me oh lord, the wicked walk earth (liberals) and I am outta scotch, this is NOT good)

How the fuck are you my brother? I was in Montreal 2 weeks ago and thought of you (yes I had my clothes on at the time, but not for long of course, the horror the horror)

I am very much alive and kicking, "kick at the darkness until it bleeds daylight" as Bruce Cockburn would say.

Presently living in a small town with a new babe in a house built in 1893, see it here weblink Almost an acre in the middle of town, 4 regular town lots with a full sized barn in the backyard (we do strange things in it), the neighbours are very confused, "where are your parents" they ask. Its old and cold like my heart, 10 foot ceilings, I love it. Driving a jeep these days, loving it, burns almost as much gas as my buddys hummer, die planet die! It's maxed out with 1/4 inch plate steel armor on the bottom for protection from rocks and shit and YES I do offroad the bitch!

Last woman betrayed me (fuck she was hot and 13 years younger than me, gave head like you cant imagine) and stoled 5 years from me, yet I endure 'not get old' as Buddy Holly would say. I was down hard for a bit but Im back. Stangely we are still friends, Im a fool for love I guess. She begged to get back together several times, sorry sister that boat has sailed.

What the hell have you been up to? Still at the engineering company? Still with that uber sexy teacher lady? I always found her very attractive, Loren I think, I remember her frightened agoraphobic stagger at the corporate party, "Roy hold me!" Good times!

I'm still self employed (christ 7 years now) doing the porn and other stuff. Working with some doctors selling health stuff for detoxing heavy metals, blasting gallstones, and helping autistic kids and fat people. Hell I actually have a manufacturing company and make a product that no one in Canada makes! ( weblink gay ass site but I have a serious product that sells like mad, prescription only in the US tons of US sales and european, and strangely lots of sales in Turkey, no idea why but I cash the cheques) Made a fucking HUGE bucket of money, blew it all (mostly, by christ it was a fun ride, sports cars, partys, trips, etc) and now I live a humble life with a dirty woman. She's a flight attendant, and yes all the stories you've heard about them are more than true. The sexual stuff is insane, who will play me in the movie?

check out this bad boy in front of my fucking HUGE house (that house and car both gone now, sigh). Yes those are pics of my current lady :) all the car pics are here weblink

FUCK THE WORLD! (did you see the ass on my girl, jesus its FINE!)

(by christ you better vote PC)

I hope this email finds you in good health

Kris

note: we are getting old brother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Im 43, cock is hard all day, do you still have those massive (fuck I cant remember the name of your cycling team) legs!?

Well...
Been a while...
So much is going on, how to find the time and an appropriate way to write about it...

The Italy assignment has been canceled. And by extension, so has (had) our Italian vacation. The assignment has been pushed to 09, March-ish. When I got the news for some reason Loren and I automatically abandoned our plans to take an extra week for ourselves there. However, it looks like a go for Germany. So my assignment is 2 weeks in Germany instead of 4 in Italy... What stops me from flying to Italy after my stint in Germany is over????

N o t h i n g ! ! !

So I'll fly Loren to Italy for the second week of my German thing, she'll do the ufuzzi etc, and then I'll meet her in Florence for the week after that!!! I booked her tickets yesterday... Haven't told her yet she's going to have to overnight in Frankfurt...

Gilles has just left... was the 2 of us tonight, Colin was in Toronto, Charles still traveling the world... well OK so he's in Oklahoma City... Jace taking advantage of the spectacular weather to do some blading... Glen not yet into a south shore mid-week venture...

Salmon salad and a peanut pasta, and some very tasty gravlox made by a student chef... and a couple of IPAs.

We let David Swenson talk us up to upvishtakonasana... it's been a very long time since I've practiced even as far as navasana, and Gilles has never practiced beyond that... wonderful practice...

Work with Henri is turning out to be anything but therapeutic... he's made a couple of very sketchy comments... during the last visit he actually asked Loren if she was completely crazy. WTF??? 1st of all, not particularly professional, second of all he should know the answer by now!!! And after 5-ish visits is still in gathering (info) mode??? Not sure where the benefits of time with him will come from... Still kind of curious, though, it's not particularly affordable and so far it's seemed to have quite a depressive effect on both of us... he's still finding ways to express his anger at Loren father... I guess it's working for 1 of the three of us...

Spent a nice weekend up with Hannah and Colin at Patrix...
Scattered Madeline's ashes along the steps down to the dock... was special to be with Colin for that. I'll avoid mentioning the bad shit that went down after Zen crapped on the carpet, and from how the weekend almost ended as it had started... with someone stepping in shit.

Hooked up with Jace last night for the initial screening of M60 "... in a Montreal minute..." and ran into Margaret, on of my college teachers, thanks to her I got in...

Approaching 2 am... (written Thursday night)

His mother deid...
Bye Aunt Jerry.
God bless...
Just lit a candle, and John Hyatt singing River Knows your name...

'...Good thing Mom doesn't like to cook on high..."

Spoken by Don describing the soup which had been simmering on Jerry's stove.

We had a laugh at that...

Jerry passed in her adorable home in her favorite chair.

sent him a message to check in with him, had the feeling he was having a tough time...

"your intuitions are sound old friend. my good friend and colluague david lost his wife to cancer this weekend which was not entirely unexpected; Sher and david ran the company together which has been losing money and going down the proverbial tubes for a while;
So my future (at that job) is most uncertain; We're dealling with a tragic loss and facing some big chnages; Part of the reason I took the trip solo was to remind myself that I have certain strengths and problem solving skills that we sometimes forget we have if not forced to use them.
thanks you for the birthday wishes
I love you Roy

take care"
c