Pity the (april) fool!
Ok so I realize I've been totally bad at blogging with ANY regularity lately. My days start a half-hour earlier, and end a full hour later than they did before my unemployment stint, and after staring at a computer for 9 hours a day, its not something I rush home to do...my apologies. Allow me to catch you up.
April 1, 2007, 10:30 AM. I'm lying in bed and I hear Caitlin's door open, and as she goes out into the living room, I hear her gasp and then RUN to our door and bang on it excitedly. I open it and there is FEAR on her face.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Look at out place! It's been ransacked! We've been robbed!"
I start to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
"Nope," I said, "everything is just on its side. It's April Fools Day!"
I had turned almost EVERYTHING in the house on its end. Bikes, DVD players, the couch, our cat's play structure thingy, everything. I don't mean to toot my own horn, but this might be first time I've ever managed to actually pull off an April Fool's joke. It was too good a feeling, so I had to keep it up. I called my sister and left her a message that just said,
"Rhiannon! Hey call me when you get this! I have crazy news! Kyra is pregnant!"
Kyra is our 17-year old, straight-A student / pro-gymnast little sister. Pregnant is something she won't be for years. But sure enough, Rhiannon called me about 2 hours later in a full-on PANIC. "OH MY GOD ELI I'M FREAKING OUT. ARE YOU SURE?! ARE YOU KIDDING?!"
I said calmly, "Of course I'm kidding. It's April Fools day!"
She said, just as calmly, "Eli, you asshole. I'm going." >click!<
Even Google got into it. Class act, that Google. Class. Act. The last of my (semi-)bad deeds was to call my Mom and tell her that I'd been laid off...again. She was obviously upset, and said, "oh no Eli! What are you going to do?" To which I replied, "Nothing, I'm kidding. April Fools!"
She also called me names and then hung up. Such is my awesome and loving family.
Family is something that's always meant a lot to me - I have 3 little sisters, dozens and dozens of first cousins, an awesome set of aunts & uncles and I'm lucky enough to still have both sets of grandparents alive, even if I don't see them very often. This all said, family has been something I've missed a ton out here - I mean, I live with my cousin Caitlin, and Rhiannon lives in Montreal, but one of the nicest things about being in Toronto has been getting to know Leah's uncle Sheldon. He's in his late 40s, sells high-end carpet in a high-end furniture store, lives with his two cats and is one of the nicest, honest and most gentle men I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. So, when he invited us over for Passover dinner, Leah and I jumped at the chance.
Even though I'm not much of a practicing Jew, it did feel really nice to go and stuff my face in the name of tradition and family - but its WHAT we stuffed our face with that is kinda...odd. Some context, perhaps? Sheldon doesn't like to cook, so the prospect of having a half-dozen people over for a Seder dinner provided an impetus to have a nice catered meal, the crowning feature of which was something I'd never had before, Squab. Sheldon told us it was a small game hen, and we'd get one each. It was delicious, moist and a very...fresh tasting meat, and so when Leah emailed me in a panic the next morning with this link, I almost ran to go puke it up.
Sorry, little guy. I didn't know you'd be so gross and delicious at the same time. As good as it was, never again.
I did manage to catch a fucking A MA ZING band this past week...Battles is signed to Warp, and contains members of Don Caballero, Helmet and the avant-garde genius of Tyondai Braxton. Basically, imagine Four Tet's music played by a band that listens to too much Animal Collective, and yet is SO FUCKING ROCK n ROLL, it's mindblowing. Check their myspace (link above) to check zee tunes.
I think that pretty much catches us up! Life is still good, busy as hell, but keeping afloat. How are all of you? COMMENT, DAGNABIT!
takecare.love,Eli.xoxo.
April 1, 2007, 10:30 AM. I'm lying in bed and I hear Caitlin's door open, and as she goes out into the living room, I hear her gasp and then RUN to our door and bang on it excitedly. I open it and there is FEAR on her face.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Look at out place! It's been ransacked! We've been robbed!"
I start to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
"Nope," I said, "everything is just on its side. It's April Fools Day!"
I had turned almost EVERYTHING in the house on its end. Bikes, DVD players, the couch, our cat's play structure thingy, everything. I don't mean to toot my own horn, but this might be first time I've ever managed to actually pull off an April Fool's joke. It was too good a feeling, so I had to keep it up. I called my sister and left her a message that just said,
"Rhiannon! Hey call me when you get this! I have crazy news! Kyra is pregnant!"
Kyra is our 17-year old, straight-A student / pro-gymnast little sister. Pregnant is something she won't be for years. But sure enough, Rhiannon called me about 2 hours later in a full-on PANIC. "OH MY GOD ELI I'M FREAKING OUT. ARE YOU SURE?! ARE YOU KIDDING?!"
I said calmly, "Of course I'm kidding. It's April Fools day!"
She said, just as calmly, "Eli, you asshole. I'm going." >click!<
Even Google got into it. Class act, that Google. Class. Act. The last of my (semi-)bad deeds was to call my Mom and tell her that I'd been laid off...again. She was obviously upset, and said, "oh no Eli! What are you going to do?" To which I replied, "Nothing, I'm kidding. April Fools!"
She also called me names and then hung up. Such is my awesome and loving family.
Family is something that's always meant a lot to me - I have 3 little sisters, dozens and dozens of first cousins, an awesome set of aunts & uncles and I'm lucky enough to still have both sets of grandparents alive, even if I don't see them very often. This all said, family has been something I've missed a ton out here - I mean, I live with my cousin Caitlin, and Rhiannon lives in Montreal, but one of the nicest things about being in Toronto has been getting to know Leah's uncle Sheldon. He's in his late 40s, sells high-end carpet in a high-end furniture store, lives with his two cats and is one of the nicest, honest and most gentle men I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. So, when he invited us over for Passover dinner, Leah and I jumped at the chance.
Even though I'm not much of a practicing Jew, it did feel really nice to go and stuff my face in the name of tradition and family - but its WHAT we stuffed our face with that is kinda...odd. Some context, perhaps? Sheldon doesn't like to cook, so the prospect of having a half-dozen people over for a Seder dinner provided an impetus to have a nice catered meal, the crowning feature of which was something I'd never had before, Squab. Sheldon told us it was a small game hen, and we'd get one each. It was delicious, moist and a very...fresh tasting meat, and so when Leah emailed me in a panic the next morning with this link, I almost ran to go puke it up.
Sorry, little guy. I didn't know you'd be so gross and delicious at the same time. As good as it was, never again.
I did manage to catch a fucking A MA ZING band this past week...Battles is signed to Warp, and contains members of Don Caballero, Helmet and the avant-garde genius of Tyondai Braxton. Basically, imagine Four Tet's music played by a band that listens to too much Animal Collective, and yet is SO FUCKING ROCK n ROLL, it's mindblowing. Check their myspace (link above) to check zee tunes.
I think that pretty much catches us up! Life is still good, busy as hell, but keeping afloat. How are all of you? COMMENT, DAGNABIT!
takecare.love,Eli.xoxo.
posted by Eli at 6:56 AM
1 Comments:
Eli! How are ya. Great blog. Sam sent it to me months ago, then I forgot about it, visited Toronto twice, and just got to thinking today - gee. I really should have looked Eli up while I was there. Turns out your new condo is right around the corner from where I was staying - my best friend's two children attend the elementary school on church street.
Anyway, hope you are well. Next time I am in TO, I won't forget to bug you.
hugs, Shannon
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