Juan is the loneliest number

By gar it’s been a while.

I would have updated sooner but unfortunately I was without power/phone/internet for several days due to a massive Hurricane that swept through our fair city, knocking down trees and smashing cars and generally making a lot of noise! Nobody really took it very seriously. In fact, as soon as the Hurricane started, we decided to run outside and dance about as if we were Gene Fucking Kelly and this gigantic Hurricane was little more than a sun shower fit for a musical.

In retrospect, that was a bad idea of buying-a-hamster proportions.

The rest of the night was spent inside the apartment. First, fighting the incessant flood waters that kept creeping under the door and then playing a rousing game of Halifax Monopoly. Being in the basement and not really being able to see all that much through the windows, we thought the Hurricane something of a letdown. “Man, what a crappy Hurricane,” we said, followed by such witty remarks such as “Hurricane? More like HURRILAME!” Oh, we laughed heartily that night.

Then we decided to go out at around 5:30 a.m., once the rain and wind had stopped, and realized that Halifax had been completely gutted. Trees down everywhere, concrete torn up, power lines just laying around on the street — CHAOS.

I tried to take some pictures but of course my cheap camera decided it’s unable to capture anything on film without the presence of a 9 bazillion watt light bulb. But fortunately the intrepid Mike Weir was able to take some pictures the next day which turned out beautifully.

All in all, it’s been a really exciting week. It’s neat that class got cancelled, despite what some NERDS will tell you, and I like that now I can say I experienced a Hurricane. Everyone seemed to come out of it okay, and my Monopoly skills have improved at least TWOFOLD.

I have so many sets of pictures to show you it’s mind-boggling.

1. Nappy Pants and other assorted goodness — This folder contains a large number of pictures covering about a week’s worth of time. We didn’t really DO a lot that week, so there’s much sitting around. You will notice that we hung out with BEN MULRONEY one night, and also took some time to decorate Mike’s room. There are also several pictures of Kendall, Bryan and I with what Mike affectionately calls his “Nappy pants”. He would like it noted that the white stains on the pants are just “soap”, which I believe is some sort of code.
2. T.S. Eliot Birthday Jam — this past Friday we decided it only fitting to honour the 116th birthday of the great poet and snappy dresser T.S. Eliot. The event included streamers, a cake, intrepretive dance moves and some drinking. It was a great time and I want to thank everyone who took the time to come out. We had visitors from as far away as Manitoba make the trek, and the party was better because of it.
3. Story of a Hurricane — and, what you’ve all come here to see, pictures of destruction and devastation! Unfortunately for you, you have to wade through pictures of STEW-EATING and various pictures of Kendall in her pyjamas and Monopoly before you get to those.

This Friday — Tony Smith at Prince Hall. I expect everyone to be there and if they don’t play Mr. Jones at this one I’m going to take hostages.

Matt