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Cheap Hotel South Of Sudbury, ON

Sheffield

Oklahoma!

The Canadian Shield

Canada's Wonderland

The Silo, Redux

North Of Lake Ontario

One More Year In Belleville

Crazy Tree, Same Field

Some Field Near Ajax

Manning Rd.

NEB's Fun World

Intercontinental

I Was Born Approximately 200m From Here

I was born about 200m away from this rock.

In Some Alley, Somewhere

Loading Dock

Station Street

On the way to work.

Move Along

I don't even know.

In Eastern Ontario, strange things sometimes happen.

So Unsurprising, I Almost Forgot

Halfway through the trip we had to get new tires for the Honda, a full 30,000km before Honda recommended we think about changing them.

Chi-Cheemaun

We headed into town from the north. The first thing you see (after you pass my old best friend's farm) is the public school I was forced to attend from Kindergarten to Grade Two. We pulled into the parking lot to check it out. As I was marvelling at how identical the playground looked, some lady in grey track pants and a dirty green golf shirt comes out of the building.

"Do you have a reason to be driving on school property?" She barks.

"Yes."

"Well, get out!" she screams. (No hyperbole here -- she really did scream.) I guess she wasn't actually interested in our reason. "I'm taking down your license plate and calling the police," she keeps yelling. She's waving her arms at us.

"Go ahead," we reply. I'm sure the Ontario Provincial Police will post an APB to track down the Honda Civic that pulled into this rural public school parking lot on a sunny summer Wednesday afternoon.

So, it's the first time I've been back to this town in twenty-five years, I've been inside the town limits approximately forty seconds, and already some ugly miserable beast of a woman has called the police on me.

With the cops in hot pursuit, I found my old house on the other side of town. It confused me a little -- someone has added a huge carport and moved the driveway to the other side of the house. (And the trees out front are twenty-five years taller.)

And no, this is not a picture of the mean crazy lady. This is mia Nonna.

On the road.

For the next few days I will be on the road in this piece of crap Honda, travelling to the north and west of Ontario, to visit my 82 year-old Nonna and then the town I grew up in. I have made a bet that I will still be able to find the school, my old house, and the post office, despite not having been there in 24 years.

Overly Abstracted Person

Too much photoshop renders anything unrecognizable. 5 children is a lot of children. I need a beer.

Last night.

The show went very well. We were a hit. The stage was about 200°. 14 songs in approximately 22 minutes. This lady was not at our show.

My aching tendons...

Tonight we play our first show.

Testing...testing...

Recording Setup And Test

I use this one for soloing

The mighty MXR Micro Amp

An Email Test

The machine is co-operating. Stage One complete.

Testing

Hot piss! A blog!

I hear this is what all the cool kids are doing these days. Want to hear a story about my boring life?