25 septembre 2005
22 septembre 2005
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chris lloyd to paul, paul, me
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Dear Paul,
Finished sanding the floors in the main gallery today. Tomorrow I'll finish them, after putting in the baseboards. Peter bought a new table saw so we can finish the edges of the pine. It's all coming together.
Had lunch with Judy and Suzanne and ended up agreeing to moderate a panel on Creative Places at the conference. It hasn't met with final approval yet but I can't see a problem. Should be fun.
Want to know just how small this town is? I set up a few appointments to look at apartments today. The first was in the building my old friend Peter Doyle lived in, on Germain Street. Very close to work and not a bad apartment. It is owned by the couple who recently opened the restaurant, Sebastian, which is across the street from us on Princess. Then, while talking to a building owner about his place on Carmarthen, he mentions to me that he is also buying a place on King Street East, and names the address. Oddly enough, I was just on my way to an appointment there (it was too small). It's like the global 6 degrees of separation rule drops to 3 degrees in Saint John.
Anyway, it almost seems to be slightly too early to be looking, since ideally I'd like to find a place for end of October-early November.
I watched three hours of CSI tonight and my brain feels like mush.
-chris
chris lloyd
More options 11:13 pm (0 minutes ago)
Dear Paul,
Finished sanding the floors in the main gallery today. Tomorrow I'll finish them, after putting in the baseboards. Peter bought a new table saw so we can finish the edges of the pine. It's all coming together.
Had lunch with Judy and Suzanne and ended up agreeing to moderate a panel on Creative Places at the conference. It hasn't met with final approval yet but I can't see a problem. Should be fun.
Want to know just how small this town is? I set up a few appointments to look at apartments today. The first was in the building my old friend Peter Doyle lived in, on Germain Street. Very close to work and not a bad apartment. It is owned by the couple who recently opened the restaurant, Sebastian, which is across the street from us on Princess. Then, while talking to a building owner about his place on Carmarthen, he mentions to me that he is also buying a place on King Street East, and names the address. Oddly enough, I was just on my way to an appointment there (it was too small). It's like the global 6 degrees of separation rule drops to 3 degrees in Saint John.
Anyway, it almost seems to be slightly too early to be looking, since ideally I'd like to find a place for end of October-early November.
I watched three hours of CSI tonight and my brain feels like mush.
-chris
20 septembre 2005
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chris lloyd
Tue, Sep 20, 2005 at 12:10 PM
Reply-To: dearpm@gmail.com
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Dear Paul,
So sorry. Again. about not writing. I've been feeling depressed and
didn't want to write and pester you with it. You know the drill.
Anyway, I started sanding the floors in the gallery this morning and
so now I feel better. It's nice to get back to work. It can be
relaxing in the 'burbs but I ended up just watching too much TV and
letting the cats in and out of the house every fifteen minutes.
Restless! My eye feels better today, though it's starting to take on
that odd yellowish bruise colour. And it looks like I'm wearing bright
mauve eyeshadow. Judith filled me in more on the bout; the guy I
tackled outweighed me by 70 pounds. I have to learn to be more prudent
with my ambition.
-chris
chris lloyd
Tue, Sep 20, 2005 at 12:10 PM
Reply-To: dearpm@gmail.com
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Dear Paul,
So sorry. Again. about not writing. I've been feeling depressed and
didn't want to write and pester you with it. You know the drill.
Anyway, I started sanding the floors in the gallery this morning and
so now I feel better. It's nice to get back to work. It can be
relaxing in the 'burbs but I ended up just watching too much TV and
letting the cats in and out of the house every fifteen minutes.
Restless! My eye feels better today, though it's starting to take on
that odd yellowish bruise colour. And it looks like I'm wearing bright
mauve eyeshadow. Judith filled me in more on the bout; the guy I
tackled outweighed me by 70 pounds. I have to learn to be more prudent
with my ambition.
-chris
15 septembre 2005
6 septembre 2005
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chris lloyd
Tue, Sep 6, 2005 at 12:49 PM
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Dear Paul,
Sorry about the delay. It was harder to get to a computer than I
thought it would be. We were a little strapped for time as well. When
did I last write you? Antigonish? After that we made it as far as
Ingonish Beach, where we camped for the night. In the morning we took
a hike up Mount Franny and took a quick dip in a secluded lake halfway
down. Then we were off to Dingwall to check in to the Inlet, iron our
wedding clothes, and have showers. Then the wedding, outdoors on the
lawns of the Markland, the ocean in the background, a kooky old
minister, very quaint. Andrea and Stéphane were beaming and beautiful,
I saw old friends Christine and Trevor and Bethany and Roger. We had a
fun supper inside then more drinks afterwards in a cottage and then
the dance in the nearby Octagon Arts Centre with live music then a DJ
and lots of dancing. Then a whole bunch of us piled down to the beach
in pitch darkness and stars and waves and swam in the surf teaming
with millions of tiny glow in the dark bacteria. Ben shot off
fireworks and we sat by the bonfire and then drove back to the Inn at
3:30AM, exhausted, full of sand and salt water.
Sunday Anne made us a great breakfast, then we were off to Meat Cove,
then stopping at the Skyline to hike some more, along the highlands,
to a cliff jutting out on the west side of the Cabot Trail. Then to
Cheticamp, to catch the last half hour of the Acadian museum dedicated
to early farm life and rug hooking, in particular to see the rugs of
Elizabeth LeFort, who made intense portraits of presidents, prime
ministers and astronauts. We stopped in a parking lot to cook KD and
then continued driving to Pictou, where we had to camp for the night.
We slipped into the campground just before closing time, the attendant
missing, set up camp, slept, awoke early, slipped out by fraudulently
putting a piece of paper in the permit slot, the gates opened, we were
off. Stopped at Mel's' Tea Room in Sackville for breakfast and took
the scenic route through the Kingston Peninsula before arriving back
at Judy's. Cleaned and aired out the car, washed some laundry, then
headed to my folks for supper and a little campfire in the backyard, a
glass of sambuca, then exhaustion. We were asleep by 10.
This morning it was gallery and email and meeting preparation,
discussing new changes to the bar with Peter, more plaster. Had lunch
with Claudine at Taco Pica and now have an afternoon to prepare for
the brainstorming / programming meeting tonight.
chris lloyd
Tue, Sep 6, 2005 at 12:49 PM
To: pm@pm.gc.ca
Dear Paul,
Sorry about the delay. It was harder to get to a computer than I
thought it would be. We were a little strapped for time as well. When
did I last write you? Antigonish? After that we made it as far as
Ingonish Beach, where we camped for the night. In the morning we took
a hike up Mount Franny and took a quick dip in a secluded lake halfway
down. Then we were off to Dingwall to check in to the Inlet, iron our
wedding clothes, and have showers. Then the wedding, outdoors on the
lawns of the Markland, the ocean in the background, a kooky old
minister, very quaint. Andrea and Stéphane were beaming and beautiful,
I saw old friends Christine and Trevor and Bethany and Roger. We had a
fun supper inside then more drinks afterwards in a cottage and then
the dance in the nearby Octagon Arts Centre with live music then a DJ
and lots of dancing. Then a whole bunch of us piled down to the beach
in pitch darkness and stars and waves and swam in the surf teaming
with millions of tiny glow in the dark bacteria. Ben shot off
fireworks and we sat by the bonfire and then drove back to the Inn at
3:30AM, exhausted, full of sand and salt water.
Sunday Anne made us a great breakfast, then we were off to Meat Cove,
then stopping at the Skyline to hike some more, along the highlands,
to a cliff jutting out on the west side of the Cabot Trail. Then to
Cheticamp, to catch the last half hour of the Acadian museum dedicated
to early farm life and rug hooking, in particular to see the rugs of
Elizabeth LeFort, who made intense portraits of presidents, prime
ministers and astronauts. We stopped in a parking lot to cook KD and
then continued driving to Pictou, where we had to camp for the night.
We slipped into the campground just before closing time, the attendant
missing, set up camp, slept, awoke early, slipped out by fraudulently
putting a piece of paper in the permit slot, the gates opened, we were
off. Stopped at Mel's' Tea Room in Sackville for breakfast and took
the scenic route through the Kingston Peninsula before arriving back
at Judy's. Cleaned and aired out the car, washed some laundry, then
headed to my folks for supper and a little campfire in the backyard, a
glass of sambuca, then exhaustion. We were asleep by 10.
This morning it was gallery and email and meeting preparation,
discussing new changes to the bar with Peter, more plaster. Had lunch
with Claudine at Taco Pica and now have an afternoon to prepare for
the brainstorming / programming meeting tonight.
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