toronto stand up
the metro and i are now on friendly terms and i no longer feel that it is necessary to keep score of our meetings.
it was a pretty smooth adventure to the bus depot, though i wanted to hurt whoever was bumpin' that stupid "hips" song by shakira and wyclef at 7:15 am. it was a nice ride on the greyhound (my chariot) and i made friends with some folks who should've thrown tantrums at the tim horton's we stopped at halfway through but i mostly slept. i bonded most with my seatmate, who became my mom of the ride and wanted to make the photo she took of me the wallpaper on her son's phone, but we figured that it might throw his girlfriend off. i mostly just slept, got caught up on that and listened to the conversations around me. highlight of the mother and daughter behind me: d: "you mean i have another three hours sitting next to you?" m: "if you're gonna be a snot then get your own watch and stop asking me what time it is all the time" d: "so why did dad marry you again?" m: don't you have some music that you need to pollute your brain listening to?" it's funny how you can tell why someone is the way they are because of how they interact with their parents.
M met me at the stop and we made our way through Dundas and Spadina to his beauty-full loft in the Kensington Market. he made all this sushi and we got caught up with the other M and M and then we went to the lab for a minute so he could do some work.
the highlight of the evening was seeing Mz. Belladonna just freaking rock it at Ryerson for the live to air broadcast on CKLN 88.1 fearlessly for Pride. it was soo nice to hear her with her band, rather than with makeshifts and homegirl kicked it live/love. bigups. http://www.myspace.com/belladonna for a sample, but if you can catch this one in person...DO IT.
her followup was the deep dick collective and they also rocked it hard. my man buttafly soul was the bestest and he was so sweet when i told him after the show that, "i just have to tell you that i love you". anyone that wears a brokeback poet shirt and pastes his own face over jake's is down in my books. gay hip hoppers. heaven. heaven i tell you! "my favorite fruit is elton john" (an actual answer on a survey at uvic).
