And I’m choked about it.
Just played my first match of the season, tennis, that is, with my best pal Kel. My new league has commenced. I have to admit, I haven’t really played a whole hell of a lot over the last 7-8 months, with the whole changing of cities, travelling a lot, being transient and unsettled, and the life situation overall. Prior to that, I played at a club in the Toon last summer, but had not touched the sport competitively in about a decade before that. I am happy to brag that in SK, I was undefeated with my stellar and fabulous partner Lil. So yesterday’s loss of 6-1, 6-0 was a SHOCK! And I’m mad. And disappointed. Boo. I haven’t lost like that since I was, oh, I dunno, 7 years old or somethin, when I couldn’t even keep score or barely hold a bloody racquet.
Where’s my head?

So I'm comfortably sitting in my new office, here at Raincity Studios, surrounded by oodles of fabulous natural light pouring in from the large, old windows in this beautiful, historic building, The Seymour Building (the original) in downtown Vancouver, and I look to my right and see a slice of Coal Harbour and the snowcapped North Shore mountains, while the wall directly behind me is a wideshot of an east-facing view of the downtown. And while I work blogging, writing, learning and opening my mind to geekery, over the dull roar of the city buzz below, I listen to the musical cries of the seagulls…