tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243633442024-03-13T15:15:15.733-07:00Vancouver & meThe mad rambelings of someone trying to walk quickly in a meandering town.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-88401159106383362572008-03-12T20:21:00.000-07:002008-03-12T20:22:34.660-07:00The Colour BlueI've had a pretty good day, but I still feel blue.<br /><br />My skin feels thin.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-15061701270222979492008-03-07T00:41:00.000-08:002008-03-07T01:45:20.530-08:00Fishes<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz93Ch3R8QRO92e512WizF8AyZgYbl4PfZZJS74vzTkKLf4HY1bK_DbCrI_3tFDrI-2Oqsod_-V9qU' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />I made this for my father and mother in law. The message at the end is for them, but it can be for you too.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-62212410921156176732008-02-25T21:48:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:15.461-08:00LarkHere are some pictures of Lark for my foreign friends.<br /><br />Lark!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTko1q_GYNhRhHOtqGBIcAbvgAPmc4qHaq3sRRFvQWzg2NhSyKCL41NI4jzTlkBjhF6jMcJYeOQdY7ziFCgzWhBqEBCyhibGeVyAUL0KFbFNTFmIohruWa4m5dVQoeiENI0Gxdw/s1600-h/IMG_6999.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTko1q_GYNhRhHOtqGBIcAbvgAPmc4qHaq3sRRFvQWzg2NhSyKCL41NI4jzTlkBjhF6jMcJYeOQdY7ziFCgzWhBqEBCyhibGeVyAUL0KFbFNTFmIohruWa4m5dVQoeiENI0Gxdw/s320/IMG_6999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171162709755890354" /></a><br /><br />Lark!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGkiRgW4aPqHvkEWI_cJINpGrJP9-yn9RuQUDxotX_ZhyphenhyphenDKwnlxpvoYdyOD2mOUtw7Lw3uf0dQapJk7OuXfpHhImjy7ZOhzIUmt-KnVzuanfuUUv_aLN_2ks-zRmkvUggxmVQbQw/s1600-h/IMG_7001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGkiRgW4aPqHvkEWI_cJINpGrJP9-yn9RuQUDxotX_ZhyphenhyphenDKwnlxpvoYdyOD2mOUtw7Lw3uf0dQapJk7OuXfpHhImjy7ZOhzIUmt-KnVzuanfuUUv_aLN_2ks-zRmkvUggxmVQbQw/s320/IMG_7001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171162735525694146" /></a><br /><br />Lark!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidcQ8uWigw7QN-Bg13fnGExvXrSgNCpIctZ4t2T0radKPR9fkYQdGFnkII5Yqg_HZSc1Fsx3lJV98-LEyLGYw1OUStZICMT5YR4nUPlm9bsJXSHNUi_vDX8crsLMuvfhlMkcxiRg/s1600-h/IMG_7000.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidcQ8uWigw7QN-Bg13fnGExvXrSgNCpIctZ4t2T0radKPR9fkYQdGFnkII5Yqg_HZSc1Fsx3lJV98-LEyLGYw1OUStZICMT5YR4nUPlm9bsJXSHNUi_vDX8crsLMuvfhlMkcxiRg/s320/IMG_7000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171162744115628754" /></a><br /><br />Zipang and Lark 4ever!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYqk9XCPOSjaXU1CQ87XH1YPxtjZ32nVNNYQ1S1YQss45P9csdV3lyH36dBbS6pbZ3J4-G1lZNB5QM0oRn9qvV6hpD1cU5F5bITdvlaYgc6Sg2AaIhciiPsunr3uFMK95pRoEhg/s1600-h/IMG_7008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYqk9XCPOSjaXU1CQ87XH1YPxtjZ32nVNNYQ1S1YQss45P9csdV3lyH36dBbS6pbZ3J4-G1lZNB5QM0oRn9qvV6hpD1cU5F5bITdvlaYgc6Sg2AaIhciiPsunr3uFMK95pRoEhg/s320/IMG_7008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171162748410596066" /></a><br /><br />Natsumi and I went to Zipang for dinner last night and they sent our Hotate Yaki out with this really sweet message. I love Zipang!veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-29855314752246223632008-02-23T21:18:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:16.235-08:00Even more New YorkMorning<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1_zGMxFFRLqo-A4_JsJ4oR4lfLtP6tzKKBmPp4XEOAxzlqvJ7ZmoYT9j8xDbS5zUk72mDt4CmboMlRnpldZecWV-bfCKl9ciVfK7h47lXN9PI-T2kLskaFZG23K8XHj6LbceGw/s1600-h/IMG_6946.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1_zGMxFFRLqo-A4_JsJ4oR4lfLtP6tzKKBmPp4XEOAxzlqvJ7ZmoYT9j8xDbS5zUk72mDt4CmboMlRnpldZecWV-bfCKl9ciVfK7h47lXN9PI-T2kLskaFZG23K8XHj6LbceGw/s320/IMG_6946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170413203602999938" /></a><br /><br />noon<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJh9SrBy6KJzi8sdBpdW0HyGwSinUguS4N_64gX04yY1y9SwOTzCjJHa-Y4qS6iYa5UWeF8nP8UPRl3TpmRQMzZQEz5tXjvvHAUaRO1oWOrYTcimCuTCI11Xx7393eF-r3OagDQ/s1600-h/IMG_6929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJh9SrBy6KJzi8sdBpdW0HyGwSinUguS4N_64gX04yY1y9SwOTzCjJHa-Y4qS6iYa5UWeF8nP8UPRl3TpmRQMzZQEz5tXjvvHAUaRO1oWOrYTcimCuTCI11Xx7393eF-r3OagDQ/s320/IMG_6929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170413216487901842" /></a><br /><br />Night<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBgKTeXW-F_8AYnGf8jmQV2ASdlbdJweYZR4Yxw4BePqlo9engK3LJQtvCTB1ZlFouBsRjCpZymgiC75ksEJNW9rGUOQAZrHGBwBLaIHDSHeaW03Ot7mxbJrEj1U8l5MYS4NvHQ/s1600-h/IMG_6992.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBgKTeXW-F_8AYnGf8jmQV2ASdlbdJweYZR4Yxw4BePqlo9engK3LJQtvCTB1ZlFouBsRjCpZymgiC75ksEJNW9rGUOQAZrHGBwBLaIHDSHeaW03Ot7mxbJrEj1U8l5MYS4NvHQ/s320/IMG_6992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170413220782869154" /></a>veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-73268321561253186262008-02-18T19:32:00.001-08:002008-12-11T03:37:18.296-08:00A little more NYMeat Tree!!!! Yay!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnb0Q1ZL09b5SGQYSQIgHwTUpBLwwy-hiPQDibbhjGYrDdW583WLeRWphkuxhJ-O3k7jfkZpedXIKNrOwxZb-1dpbE2CZLl4nMbVEnVRwAo6fp-BoCn5cRv3dC25oKrpT9XkZuA/s1600-h/IMG_6914.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnb0Q1ZL09b5SGQYSQIgHwTUpBLwwy-hiPQDibbhjGYrDdW583WLeRWphkuxhJ-O3k7jfkZpedXIKNrOwxZb-1dpbE2CZLl4nMbVEnVRwAo6fp-BoCn5cRv3dC25oKrpT9XkZuA/s320/IMG_6914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530401609583138" /></a><br />The meat tree was rather rude!<br /> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIuIbRtkFwZZ3i3A-L0ToVKFVuThb9_9IKefQHl0U0LvfRIeEPT_r7l2riBwoZRS2iVJOTXL1PkbeAZBXZu_P402sM3x-xyibILGK-BFmkn2incM1WGLv1SzJTHUASZUTR15_S6A/s1600-h/IMG_6916.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIuIbRtkFwZZ3i3A-L0ToVKFVuThb9_9IKefQHl0U0LvfRIeEPT_r7l2riBwoZRS2iVJOTXL1PkbeAZBXZu_P402sM3x-xyibILGK-BFmkn2incM1WGLv1SzJTHUASZUTR15_S6A/s320/IMG_6916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532080941795890" /></a><br /><br />.....but delicious looking. Wouldn't it be wonderful if there really WAS a meat tree. I would grow a salami tree and maybe turky slices on my balcony if I could.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirMSuV9_hzdO7KoBFBSDXH8viL6Sw6QJpXqMI02YYwYVJhu9av2Bu7MMev8D1OZLb7WPY2wgYhS9dlt59UjsDIE0C3XjOKOpucGh3e7Vm1QqfFLM_vUGMdnJAJYy5EcXkflN1Avg/s1600-h/IMG_6918.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirMSuV9_hzdO7KoBFBSDXH8viL6Sw6QJpXqMI02YYwYVJhu9av2Bu7MMev8D1OZLb7WPY2wgYhS9dlt59UjsDIE0C3XjOKOpucGh3e7Vm1QqfFLM_vUGMdnJAJYy5EcXkflN1Avg/s320/IMG_6918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532089531730498" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJU8iQJGxKCsAHjEa577gSr4PmkBFUui0cnXoS3m95PsFsii_JMsSmdIOJXsJt3a3-MSF_QicyaUAbihaNxWDZHEG6Pkjc8xwOXVBR0O2MGMdophsvkHqLZgE5EJIF_Exw_KdKA/s1600-h/IMG_6915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJU8iQJGxKCsAHjEa577gSr4PmkBFUui0cnXoS3m95PsFsii_JMsSmdIOJXsJt3a3-MSF_QicyaUAbihaNxWDZHEG6Pkjc8xwOXVBR0O2MGMdophsvkHqLZgE5EJIF_Exw_KdKA/s320/IMG_6915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532098121665106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmlzSjW3JBwrZH11HT_HD7CbvZB7ddYlyPd7bWsg8Yica4C7hIIhTvykm7sOsk0pQ0IXB2gQobLVL91udSDE-KFV5vMIrRDoY2m_XskWHuwjRm1axXasPcgQRXUOQxu2ZhhOgpbQ/s1600-h/IMG_6921.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmlzSjW3JBwrZH11HT_HD7CbvZB7ddYlyPd7bWsg8Yica4C7hIIhTvykm7sOsk0pQ0IXB2gQobLVL91udSDE-KFV5vMIrRDoY2m_XskWHuwjRm1axXasPcgQRXUOQxu2ZhhOgpbQ/s320/IMG_6921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532106711599714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPyjBguS_J58fu2DUzX5PhSw216i4OP0sKkujhN04xobuSKPNH0EVy-m1TR8qZnEdRefUdLNZr2IvRaHwZDdVjtj9zKNcyC_p48ZzeyjtZVhEaF4MeGv-lSRc97czfkVXBGAm9DA/s1600-h/IMG_6922.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPyjBguS_J58fu2DUzX5PhSw216i4OP0sKkujhN04xobuSKPNH0EVy-m1TR8qZnEdRefUdLNZr2IvRaHwZDdVjtj9zKNcyC_p48ZzeyjtZVhEaF4MeGv-lSRc97czfkVXBGAm9DA/s320/IMG_6922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532115301534322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1ZTguHRsl2Gt8wklBCqrhopK5K22hli728yEQHZ2pDmLvWCjUZtci30OBr4IKZcEHNw9tDd6HTP94ZV06MzwgU_Q_nalwlKXobO5n3Xuvik182GdQjB6UkspbTjxwIh2fdRZUw/s1600-h/IMG_6907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1ZTguHRsl2Gt8wklBCqrhopK5K22hli728yEQHZ2pDmLvWCjUZtci30OBr4IKZcEHNw9tDd6HTP94ZV06MzwgU_Q_nalwlKXobO5n3Xuvik182GdQjB6UkspbTjxwIh2fdRZUw/s320/IMG_6907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530388724681234" /></a><br /><br /><br />More pictures on the way. Maybe some stories too...I'll have to think of some stories.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-62666437011170412282008-02-14T23:51:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:18.824-08:00ny a littleTannis and Natsumi in sunglasses we got from a trade show in NY.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2GfejWpJQmFeJD4U8QumB2SbDYR65MkN5U5ChVfrKFXlXEhccmEcmMPfGxu8A6jRK0Z4vF1UGmb8ISR4quEkqykuvJmqzcli6vkfXMEPe2kKB1FOLZboXnA6VYGCSLEW6gJ7l_A/s1600-h/IMG_6882.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2GfejWpJQmFeJD4U8QumB2SbDYR65MkN5U5ChVfrKFXlXEhccmEcmMPfGxu8A6jRK0Z4vF1UGmb8ISR4quEkqykuvJmqzcli6vkfXMEPe2kKB1FOLZboXnA6VYGCSLEW6gJ7l_A/s320/IMG_6882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167113814021179874" /></a><br /><br />Here we have hot lady that knows the score and will eat you if you disagree.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAl2hyjXaU8UJiYe9YYiPmhSE9fdu7pXn1dLYjhxk_0Tpe4S43YnJzgzVaD9jy1rKQv3AwY6ykx6n-x81Y7dWHEI8c4zTisQ6tqt_3Ewh1RJTkkTsLPHhUGb1OBEzeDOuWKKYPRQ/s1600-h/IMG_6881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAl2hyjXaU8UJiYe9YYiPmhSE9fdu7pXn1dLYjhxk_0Tpe4S43YnJzgzVaD9jy1rKQv3AwY6ykx6n-x81Y7dWHEI8c4zTisQ6tqt_3Ewh1RJTkkTsLPHhUGb1OBEzeDOuWKKYPRQ/s320/IMG_6881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167112156163803602" /></a><br /><br />And here we have a famous Japanese, modern artist who makes weird little toys that sell for a lot of money and is a DJ on the weekends.<br /><br /><br />More pictures soooon.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-14653153098145438892008-01-31T17:05:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:19.453-08:00Lark<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMM_aCEudPy9kiz0JiNGF4F-XYEvMDCydXXZJmxmAqbakDzm6fHNTVqi5M_2dmMHwRB9cdH7Q7126mYjftHS8BCd-dqjm54H4Ph1T8quROPKlP4G9SKAakQWJtfjh6HBfgYo0qgQ/s1600-h/IMG_9216.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMM_aCEudPy9kiz0JiNGF4F-XYEvMDCydXXZJmxmAqbakDzm6fHNTVqi5M_2dmMHwRB9cdH7Q7126mYjftHS8BCd-dqjm54H4Ph1T8quROPKlP4G9SKAakQWJtfjh6HBfgYo0qgQ/s320/IMG_9216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161813250568930338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-iy2HJYn5aukU9i7AenHsHFy2rsQpl-U0YR6sJlGO_UWXMDSpO0NyoZVx-q2VZkMgs_FF-tjIFrPBBz-gH6sg_tkvkLrbbTBE8QtgTsCZO6gVg6zd8gE82Avfqd_tdhqomuPNQ/s1600-h/IMG_9407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-iy2HJYn5aukU9i7AenHsHFy2rsQpl-U0YR6sJlGO_UWXMDSpO0NyoZVx-q2VZkMgs_FF-tjIFrPBBz-gH6sg_tkvkLrbbTBE8QtgTsCZO6gVg6zd8gE82Avfqd_tdhqomuPNQ/s320/IMG_9407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161813259158864946" /></a>veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-18075539817517097722008-01-25T02:18:00.000-08:002008-02-01T00:35:20.183-08:00I must add.....Waking up beside Dane and not some washed up Pacino drug lord was the best part. When I looked down I had human legs which was nice because polar bears aren't know for having nice yams.<br /><br />Down side....I had no newspaper to read.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-27526330420559697112008-01-22T23:38:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:19.930-08:00Al Pacino and PolarbearsI had a really weird dream last night. It goes like this:<br /><br />First of all you should know that I was part polar bear, and Al Pacino and I were in love. I'm not talking movies star Al Pacino, I'm talking washed up mob guy Pacino...like one of the characters you'd expect him to play in a New York style mob film. We were walking down a path in a park arm in arm. He was old, sketchy and jobless, I was young and part polar bear.<br /><br />We turned a corner and he disappeared. I became all polar bear and in a bad predicament. There was a hill with a gate holding back back other polar bears that were ready to be let loose to mate and fight with one another, and I was about to be caught in the fray. <br /><br />Fortunately I had managed to climb up a small hill behind a tree that had reindeer skulls with antlers attached which created a nice little hiding spot. Further in my favour was that I had a newspaper behind which I could hide. While all of the juvenile polar bears were fighting and f*cking I had the comic section to read and reindeer antlers to look at.<br /><br />I really didn't want to wake up from this dream! I really felt the feeling of love and I got to be a polar bear!! The colours were all cool blues and the reindeers were camel colours and tundra dirty browns. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrdHXYBk2dE-kNoyEycE5SGksBiTQoCKgl5bStqCrMUjZrPYgFBA_NtAOhSdy015x40pAVgMAeZk_CHr28qZ-PJhV6fDzQpOoEu9V_oLYEZYDiM2yEcnABOU7Th8Ebmw7JJL-3A/s1600-h/Al+Pacino.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrdHXYBk2dE-kNoyEycE5SGksBiTQoCKgl5bStqCrMUjZrPYgFBA_NtAOhSdy015x40pAVgMAeZk_CHr28qZ-PJhV6fDzQpOoEu9V_oLYEZYDiM2yEcnABOU7Th8Ebmw7JJL-3A/s320/Al+Pacino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158578564669424626" /></a><br /><br />....But he looked more like this:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMGPLbqIeC1Zr1M8DyO_h7-Rr3qrU3md8OYiUywpzoqwyulVVF_Gm_uatHQDFERFsyX-BLG6du7CN4_tUDbl_-j3n3Z0wAFUmK4v2-LwDAoC9vdumYZXmB7k1qWXRh-XTDGydKQ/s1600-h/Al_Pacino_006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMGPLbqIeC1Zr1M8DyO_h7-Rr3qrU3md8OYiUywpzoqwyulVVF_Gm_uatHQDFERFsyX-BLG6du7CN4_tUDbl_-j3n3Z0wAFUmK4v2-LwDAoC9vdumYZXmB7k1qWXRh-XTDGydKQ/s320/Al_Pacino_006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158578568964391938" /></a><br /><br />And I was like this:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xCk-uV7SnMFU2X98cC6ZwaYTBCgd9W6iCoyg_psoWYMEPj3hzYh0hadrhvhBn9v8FZl84gjKtBXxm0ySTuC8C3VrYZ9cDbf__UkQ7MFYJLcxxWItls2UuCFAz9Jec2wM7xkIyg/s1600-h/Polar+bear.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xCk-uV7SnMFU2X98cC6ZwaYTBCgd9W6iCoyg_psoWYMEPj3hzYh0hadrhvhBn9v8FZl84gjKtBXxm0ySTuC8C3VrYZ9cDbf__UkQ7MFYJLcxxWItls2UuCFAz9Jec2wM7xkIyg/s320/Polar+bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158578568964391954" /></a><br /><br />Sometimes being me is awesome!veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-2231257112453927102008-01-21T19:03:00.000-08:002008-01-21T19:05:15.847-08:00Sun!It's been sunny for two whole days now. <br /><br />Ahhhhh the chocolates and long stem roses that Vancouver provided have convinced me that living here is a good idea. I hear if you ski or snowboard it's like getting diamonds.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-17106046806493110382008-01-13T15:11:00.000-08:002008-01-17T17:49:19.504-08:00VancouverI've figured it out! <br /><br />Today is a really beautiful day. The mountains are snowcapped and in full glory which has brought me to this conclusion.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Living in Vancouver is much like an abusive relationship. <br /></span><br />I'll explain. <br /><br />Usually it rains, there are about thirty five different kinds of rain. There is pounding relentless rain, drizzle-y dirty rain, misty magical rain, wet ground damp air and so on. When you spend too much time deprived of the sun you start to feel like you're being abused. You turn more shades of pale than you ever thought possible and you you forget how to smile. Everyone gets grumpy and pretty soon the whole city has forgotten how to speak and they communicate in a series of grunts.<br /><br />Then one day, one magical day, starts with something familiar. They call it the sun. It has an effect like that of a box of chocolates and a dozen long stem roses, you forget all of the miserable days behind you. Suddenly Vancouver is the most gorgeous place on earth and you don't ever want to leave. <br /><br />xo<br />Vveronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-26219729691418209822008-01-10T13:25:00.000-08:002008-01-10T13:32:52.437-08:00Hey Friends!It's still raining in Vancouver.<br /><br />Dane bought fish, a giant stone bowl with mollies and goldfish. Then last week he bought a GIANT tank and now we have 2 oscars. They are of the African sicklet variety. <br /><br />I will post pictures of the fishbowl when there is enough light. and when we get the lights set up in the aquarium I'll get some pictures up. <br /><br />Why has the sun forsaken us? I am turning translucent and grey.....wouldn't it be great if people were like octopi and you could tell how they were feeling by what colour they turned or which kind of stripes or spots they would show? If I were marine life I would be turning grey for the most part, but I would also be translucent enough for you to see my tendons and organs.<br /><br />See you guys around the internet.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-52158753804111233312007-12-26T01:09:00.000-08:002007-12-26T01:15:04.629-08:00Define SuccessI have successfully lived a day in the life of a veal calf. I walked 2 blocks and spent the rest of the day watching Dane and Natsumi make a turkey.<br /><br />Photos will follow. I only have pictures of the turkey because it was so amazing that once it was carved and we were all eating it no one thought to take more photos of our lovely dinner party.<br /><br />Remarkably Dane, Natsumi, Axel, Nat, Jen and I all ate nearly the entire turkey which according to Martha Stewart's calculations could have fed 12-14 comfortably. None of us are even chunky.<br /><br />It just goes to show that choosing your friends according to their appetites works. Seriously, you don't want to hang out with anyone who can't eat a lot, you'll just leave hungry.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-35201369951304822252007-12-24T18:39:00.001-08:002007-12-24T18:42:10.320-08:00Christmas!Merry Christmas everyone!<br /><br />It has been one hell of a month. <br /><br />Enjoy your families and whatever feast may grace your tummies.<br /><br />xo<br />Vveronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-74918022115373504752007-12-19T23:17:00.000-08:002007-12-19T23:19:45.599-08:00funny thingsI think of funny things everyday while I'm walking or doing something that prevents me from writing those thoughts down.<br /><br />You're just going to have to trust me on this one. I'll be funnier the next time I see you than the last time I saw you...I've been working on it.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-65892618472789566832007-12-15T11:33:00.001-08:002007-12-16T10:48:32.695-08:00passing timeHello!<br /><br />It has been a long couple of weeks. We are getting closer to Christmas and it feels like a dramatic crecendo that is building with each day.<br /><br />The first week of December brought my mother, a move, a mould problem, new furniture, fishes, a couple of fish deaths, longer <a href="http://www.lark8thave.com">Lark</a> hours, loads of stories and not enough time to share them!<br /><br />Also, I had possibly one of the very best steaks of my life last night. <a href="http://www.pied-a-terre-bistro.ca/joinus.html">Pied a Terre Bistro</a> is lovely, warm, welcoming and the filet mignon was so tender it was almost buttery. The menu there is really simple and unlike anywhere else in East Van. They don't mess around, it's steak frites, creamed spinach, a roasted stuffed tomato and your choice of sauce. Simple perfect food, delicious...go there!<br /><br />The mother visit went alright. I asked her and her boyfriend not to come to the store during operating hours and they came by 4 times. Other than that I enjoyed seeing my mother. I worry because she smokes that we don't have a lot of years left to right wrongs and become closer.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-67667072213267853262007-11-27T15:05:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:20.427-08:00I ask a questionThe sun is shining, the mountains are glorious in the distance with snow caps glistening, the air is fresh and there is not one rain cloud in sight.<br /><br />So I ask you this. Why is it that not very many people in Vancouver find all of the above enough reason to smile? So many grouchy faces!<br /><br />It is my mission to smile enough to make up for all of the sour faces I see everyday. <br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDigOBE1fimPf9XY-S_TGdNd98FI1WQHepCeJr8_N1S0-yrn8V31c45AReKWimwQ45_8nuP1Ht28CJ8jh4kE17iFTuw8BySyzNsQsF840lcXCaDMEzG7ZwedQUvmuJ6uTdXIuhw/s1600-h/Photo+46.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDigOBE1fimPf9XY-S_TGdNd98FI1WQHepCeJr8_N1S0-yrn8V31c45AReKWimwQ45_8nuP1Ht28CJ8jh4kE17iFTuw8BySyzNsQsF840lcXCaDMEzG7ZwedQUvmuJ6uTdXIuhw/s320/Photo+46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137660981915879362" /></a>veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-27423208554346263142007-11-23T19:21:00.000-08:002007-11-24T14:16:42.118-08:00SquirlyI'm packing, getting ready to move to a new, bigger, brighter, quieter apartment. I pulled boxes out of storage that were packed with diaries, letters, photos and whole shit load of memories that, to be honest, hurt.<br /><br />I've thrown them away. My bizarre obsession with archiving every thought I've ever had, every human interaction I've ever had, is over. I don't care anymore. Or is this blog proof that my need to archive is still strong!? Suirly squirly squirly I tell you!<br /><br />I am so tired now. I did find some school photos of myself. The one with the pink velvet track top is priceless! I'll post it soon.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-3673932752380049772007-11-12T12:23:00.000-08:002007-11-12T12:30:21.750-08:00First animation everHere is my first animation ever. I made it for fun, and I hope you like it! <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwKIQbyKbs66eHjEb14ILYZYYy7Lc64nlQsOsK5GyFAlBwqw2JC8t9MEkzzZjx5RZPwtAjExaHwxZA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-80243795804306259332007-11-05T22:53:00.000-08:002008-12-11T03:37:21.712-08:00found newsHey look, I found a post I started and didn't finish. Pictures!<br /><br /><br />Before:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zSRT6oe2eBkxho64UzKc1OFfafriDGsuA0XO-4OoSrbvEtcyKpOFSkizhczWHs7phQ94KB5wQV4YN-udbagqsPHzbLzA8e7_3X4Rirxa8OtxksPcMm6wyIYHoYmAY6o-AjTAJQ/s1600-h/New+Front+pics+-+01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zSRT6oe2eBkxho64UzKc1OFfafriDGsuA0XO-4OoSrbvEtcyKpOFSkizhczWHs7phQ94KB5wQV4YN-udbagqsPHzbLzA8e7_3X4Rirxa8OtxksPcMm6wyIYHoYmAY6o-AjTAJQ/s320/New+Front+pics+-+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194170835005890" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8m6G6AL5dHxgBg12ZxyagFW19f8TZKlA6avONHW60SEsOqbC5WsUL7NsXU4OXnRVURs4c8-8C3fomvJl2kPKSXNocGxcIv3mW8XPEtkrMEi37aLTMm0mE95PO-uC5aYOpB9MVjw/s1600-h/New+Front+pics+-+02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8m6G6AL5dHxgBg12ZxyagFW19f8TZKlA6avONHW60SEsOqbC5WsUL7NsXU4OXnRVURs4c8-8C3fomvJl2kPKSXNocGxcIv3mW8XPEtkrMEi37aLTMm0mE95PO-uC5aYOpB9MVjw/s320/New+Front+pics+-+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194170835005906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiPy8bna0kU72CTGjBf0psapjAkA0HmOwI7b_vDVstfhAg2EVZRDdPUxqoIGh-HnwfvO6FFYX0mAbWriA4V5nYxPhlQ73NoVXUlfoNqQ43UvRsScE5mx_Mgfuhz73K_g5gsu19Q/s1600-h/New+Front+pics+-+03.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiPy8bna0kU72CTGjBf0psapjAkA0HmOwI7b_vDVstfhAg2EVZRDdPUxqoIGh-HnwfvO6FFYX0mAbWriA4V5nYxPhlQ73NoVXUlfoNqQ43UvRsScE5mx_Mgfuhz73K_g5gsu19Q/s320/New+Front+pics+-+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194175129973218" /></a><br /><br />After:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EJMitljso8xasnzoJ2yUm7yP_z4E-m2GUQovMKWA-oh0YueUD_n9ZMlOMlWKAZirUaQDyhyphenhyphen9aTvhaXbXETRlGnXxK8WzirapNsSGH05anuP-sty66hQbuxkblbf0nakWMzk0Kg/s1600-h/New+Front+pics+-+05.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EJMitljso8xasnzoJ2yUm7yP_z4E-m2GUQovMKWA-oh0YueUD_n9ZMlOMlWKAZirUaQDyhyphenhyphen9aTvhaXbXETRlGnXxK8WzirapNsSGH05anuP-sty66hQbuxkblbf0nakWMzk0Kg/s320/New+Front+pics+-+05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194179424940530" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkKivJqnAz0Vvvh8YxIP3FYoQbIxrPcHS0a2OoabDdrnPecx_THWoaeay_dbbkh31QCIHt2WBq2_FRN4LBa_zhuTWaAK1nGbG_nZhueEyE7_dxLGSSm3-pj9sqPFH48Gfsgzr5A/s1600-h/New+Front+pics+-+06.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkKivJqnAz0Vvvh8YxIP3FYoQbIxrPcHS0a2OoabDdrnPecx_THWoaeay_dbbkh31QCIHt2WBq2_FRN4LBa_zhuTWaAK1nGbG_nZhueEyE7_dxLGSSm3-pj9sqPFH48Gfsgzr5A/s320/New+Front+pics+-+06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125194179424940546" /></a>veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-16125922971558906522007-11-05T17:24:00.000-08:002007-11-05T17:34:48.142-08:00RestlessI'm feeling super restless lately. My mind is on the next buying trip to New York which isn't until February. I'm am so excited about finding new brands and new inspiration for pictures, video's and even music. It's like I've exploded. I wrote and recorded 4 songs last week, learned how to add music to video clips and created the rough video below, found a new apartment all while still working my usual shifts at Lark. <br /><br />So Dane and I are moving to a nicer, brighter, in suite laundry, little patio, QUIET apartment two blocks away from the store. It's all going well I must say. I do however have this feeling of impending doom....like there is a cartoon anvil above my head...or a grand piano waiting to drop. <br /><br />Which brings me to my mother and her boyfriend visiting in early December. It will be nice to see her, but I can feel the neurosis slowly creeping up on me. I guess we all have varying degrees of neurosis caused by our parents.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-35557678660998415172007-11-04T01:49:00.000-07:002007-11-04T01:58:27.375-08:00Video TestI've been super busy learning how to use technology. Here is something I'm working on. I think once I get the technical side of things down I'll be able to make it pretty.<br /><br />Incase the credits didn't take it's like this:<br /><br />Music: The Gamines<br />Magic: Bag Tannis Hegan<br />& Me <br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwQJ3ZUf_WDnIuRhq0aRQ0diy0WPlBU1X8zJrDOjSPUT2b5w0zmmjpjMqa_wlXH9z3ePYME-pRN5RM' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />I hope you all like it though it's a very rough draft!<br /><br />V.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-21785466480494436662007-11-03T22:53:00.000-07:002007-11-04T00:05:32.601-07:00Hey Everybody!I've had a few people request that I keep this thing moving. I just want you all to know ( Elaine, you're not the only one reading this thing!) that with Christmas coming up fast I have been super busy with the store. <br /><br />Also, Dane bought Leopard for me and my mac and boy have we been busy!! There is SO much that my computer can do....so much more than just 'panda cam' believe it or not. <br /><br />SO pictures and stories are on the way as soon as I get the pictures uploaded to go with the stories. I also made a video that I think is funny...I just have to edit out the beginning and end where I set the camera up then scramble to shut it off. <br /><br />Oh and for those of you not in Vancouver, it's raining like crazy and this is just the start....sigh. <br /><br />hugs<br />Vveronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-68241559500833983012007-09-28T23:26:00.000-07:002007-09-28T23:27:29.297-07:00...and then....then you have some steak and the last post seems silly.<br /><br />Oh feelings, you beast of burden.<br /><br />Kisses.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24363344.post-25195583066488945662007-09-28T20:01:00.000-07:002007-09-28T20:06:48.097-07:00SometimesI'm feeling a little low tonight. <br /><br />Sometimes you think that you want to get to know people, and then you realize that maybe it's not that important.<br /><br />Maybe I'll have to commit blogger-icide. I nixed my facebook account because it was boring, and I'm thinking that I should nix this thing because I'm expressing too many feelings.....and feelings just get annoying after awhile.<br /><br />Bah.veronikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242712144905808285noreply@blogger.com0