Moments in Memory

As I was walking back home from my latest temporary assignment today, I was thinking back on the last two years and the things or moments that I really enjoyed and cherished, specially seeing that so much of my time has been spent NOT collecting wealth or building a resume.

One of them was producing Jumpin' Jack by Lyle Victor Albert for Theatre Terrific Society which had a 10 day critically acclaimed run at Havana in Nov '04. I was dealing with an actor who had MS, a director who had lots of BS and an SM who had...all I got from her are X es and O's. They were such a lovely bunch of people to work with, I have only good memories when I think of those three months of my life, despite the fact that I had NO IDEA what I was doing ... But the energy was great, and though I couldn't have done it without the help of a stable of volunteers, I am very proud of my accomplishments and think it was a real turning point in my life.

That enthusiasm and fearlessness might have something to do with the fact that I had just returned from a month long holiday driving across the country in my pickup seeing all the wonderful things that only other people who travel across the country ever get to see.

The time I spent in Dinosaur Park, in the Badlands of Alberta, and the day and night in beautiful Winnipeg and that loooooong drive across Ontario, and that feeling of being home when I hit the Laurentians... and then the Kootenays...sigh.
Intermittent amongst the stunning stoic vistas of this country were moments of sheer fright when a rigg whizzed by whacking my car with it's turbulence, rattling and shaking my hood - which had been busted quite seriously by an X whose divorce settlement this car was - that only hung there by a thread for 7 years - both hood and x. It was particularly scary when I was riding at night, in freezing rain with a freshly broken headlight (from a pebble that had smashed it) in a truck full of Louis XVI antiques threatening to overthrow the rain tarp that was flapping in the wind at 130+K/Hr ... what a ride!

I was lucky enough to have made a little bit of money on the stock market with some day-trading that allowed for all this distraction...though I fear I have been paying for it since, and will do so for six more years...alas. I now have to earn a real living to continue doing things I want to do, but I am very proud of the things I have done so far... hope I don't forget that. Which is why I am writing these thoughts down I think so that the 2-3 people who read this will...oh what the hell, I just hope I don't get sued for liable for writing these.