gaary, chairs and one last lawn.

the first tomato pie of the season was dinner last night....

it's over. more or less. the fifth lawn order season has come to a close. it was a great season, if only for a short hot period in the middle that caused a lot of lawns to go brown and not need my services but, in the end, all good...some new clients came on board, old one came back and more inquired near the end of the season for next year...it's always a little sad when the rains come and the lawns go into hibernation and leaves cover lawns once green and lush and needing cuts every week or ten days...shed a tear my friends for the end to another great season.
i managed yesterday to beat the rain and get my last lawn done in north vancouver....a geat lawn to end the season with. a big lawn with lots of different sections and weirdness...and yesterday was almost like a day off as well, as was saturday...the previous weekends have been very busy with barely a second to sit still...i had a few things yesterday besides the lawns - picked-up and delivered some chairs for 'he who can not be named on the blog' - worth a burrito i hope...some errands and such...but all in all some non-work type action as well..including some fuck and chips up on (g)arbutus with mishi.
the dodgers got waxed last night...although if the phillies win i'm ok with that...the yankees won as well over the weekend - i'm not so ok with that...
at the pickle yesterday garry had some admirers from ottawa who decided they just had to take him for ride around the streets of the island...pretty good...chantelle and 'jill', had a few laughs while navigating him around..
ok...off to the salt mine to start another week...(which has been pretty good actually...)
have a great monday...

g. xo

'jill' loves gaary.

as does chantelle.

rita's big day out

before my friend debbie left town she saw a bank in a store window that she just had to have except it didn't go on sale until after she was gone so..i grabbed it for her. the bank, now named 'rita', had a big day out today...don't ask why...she just did. i told debbie i was gonna take rita out and have her picture taken on a lawn i had just cut and debbie thought that that would be funny...i just took it a bit farther. rita made her way from gastown to north van to granville island and over to (g)arbutus and back again...
now settled back here i think rita's traveling days are over for now...well, until i move when she'll be boxed-up and taken there while she waits for debbie to come and take her home...

g. xo

rita and gaary.

rita tries on some jewelry at the pickle.

rita helps out at jj bean.

rita shows the garbs how to sew.

rita enjoys some fish and chips.

rita enjoys watching the traffic go by.

rita loves sitting on a freshly cut lawn.


mishi and rita share some fries.

ps....i'm not insane nor do i have a lot of cats.

meltdown...and the final best of the blog for 2009.

i had a bit of a meltdown last night - the details of which i won't go into but...suffice to say i was losin' it. ok. enough of that.
last night, too, saw me in an odd situation as well...i was at a place i often go for dinner...and the people in front of me knew me and asked who i was meeting there, i said it was just me. they asked me if i wanted to join them. i didn't want to. she's nice enough but i think he's an asshole. they asked me if i was sure and i told them i had to make it a quick meal and that i was also tired, etc...whatever. they asked one more time and i declined again, as politely as i could. they finally accepted and i was free. now this is a guy who is a good friend of a friend of mine but i had recently decided i was done with suffering him. why bother i think. he's not the world's worst person but he is, in my opinion, a very aggressive, guy-guy, who loves to have a few beers and ramp it up higher than i care to. loud. asshole. nope. no thanks.
ok...and here it is now, the final batch of pics for the best of the blog 2009.

i love you. i really do.

g. xo

best of the blog pt. 6 (?)

I’m just sayin’

There’s retarded, and not retarded as in mentally deficient (and please don’t e.mail me with shit about political correctness…just stop yourself…) and then there’s full retard, to use a term from Tropic Thunder – a movie I wasn’t moved by in any way but Robert Downey’s character is pretty good. Ben Stiller, humbug. But today outside our shop is a fine example of full retard. I need not say more than I have already said…as Rod said, every picture tells a story. Oh, the tales this one could tell.

Anyone who knows me knows this…I’m big on please and thank-you. And maybe this is why it bothers me sometimes, or all the time, when I don’t hear people using them when they should be. In restaurants, coffee shops, out and about, wherever I fucking hate it. Like people choosing to not use the turn indicators when they’re driving…but the pleases and thank-yous…and I find it even more disturbing when those same things don’t come home to roost. And I know, I know, one shouldn’t do things for the thanks, one should just do it because, and I get that too…but know this, I put those things in my brain whether I mean to or not – who has said thanks, and who has not…and maybe, perhaps, I won’t be so happy to help next time. I think that’s fair. Thanks for understanding.

So the Cards made a quick exit and now many and the Dodgers move on to the NLCS and see what they can do there. I’m sure Manny’s an asshole but so hard not to love for a whole load of stupid reasons. I’m taking the Dodgers over the Phillies. You don’t care but I’m telling you anyways.

It’s only been a few days but the hair on my face is bugging me. Not as much as the kids who work at the Granville Island Opus Arts store though…holy cow. I had to call in the big guns, Suzanne at the downtown store, to fix it…wow.

I need some fish and chips again.

g. xo

colors

have you ever heard "colors and the kids" by cat power...?

sure she's loopy but what a great song.

g. xo

the return of heartbreak...

well, maybe not heartbreak but the heartbreak beard may make its return...i decided not to shave today...and i may not tomorrow either.

let the itching begin.

g. xo

best of the blog pt. 5