Present and Recent Past
I think about standing in a desert,
And there are two huge monoliths,
That block out the sun.
Thinking about it, they should probably be sphinxes.
I ate organic rotisserie chicken with Tim and Erin.
Me and Tim walked up Clark until it turned into Knight then Kingsway. He took pictures with a camera worth almost a year's worth of rent for me. We walked along, both dressed in a style very emo, perhaps in defiance of the time we didn't know what it was. The moment we both felt old and wondered what those crazy kids are upto today. A zen symbol on his shirt, a white dino and words on mine, our styles were monochromatic.
Then my parents picked me up from Erin's and we went to do our yearly excercise in irony. When my Taiwanese aunt and uncle are in town, we make sure to go for North American Chinese Food in North Vancouver. Sometimes I wonder if all the family fully appreciates the event. I know my uncle does. He's an odd cat, running around with a camcorder recording a few second shots of the family, so the video has an "edited for MTV" feel of really short attention spans. The effect is really quite fantastic, like watching pictures that move ever so slightly in quick succession. He'd probably make a good photographer, because he always manages to capture the best expressions.
The event and the accompanying video is so funny, because we all manage to be even more than ourselves. Strangely similar in feel to the time a huge group of Andrea's friends went to Sin City as the Greek pantheon, everyone being almost a caricature of themselves. Me, in my ethical emo/skater pants, my shirt that declares what exactly your family is made of, and dreads pulled up into a top-not. My brother in his casual outfit, running around doing body-stalls and tossing around little cousins like rag dolls, ripplings muscles of manly man with a dose of political leftism. My dad in his perpetual caught-in-headlights appearance. I could go on.
Little Corinne (we all called her Mei Mei, which is Mandarin for "my daughter"), the little cousin I've mentioned before was there. She gains so much joy by me merely being there, somehow strangely reminiscient of my ex-lover's reaction. I'd pick her up and ask her where she'd want to go and we'd wander off towards the horizon until she wanted to go back. So young, so bright, I think to myself that this could easily be a spawn of mine, both our ages are right. And I bask in the glow of the young thing, and it feels right. I let her down and she runs about some more before we all head home.
Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Dean Martin & Julie London - Sway (Rip-Off Artist Remix)