I’d like to see Apple open a store here in Vancouver. I mean, Toronto is getting their third one. Reno, Nevada is getting one, so what about Vancouver?
There is no shortage of places to buy apple products, but when we were over in Kits a few weeks ago, they password protect the computers so you can’t play with them. It takes a lot to compare to an Apple Store. I haven’t been to Mac Station yet, but you can’t tell me that Vancouver wouldn’t be a great place for an Apple Store.
SNL did a sketch last night about a couple of guys who do a video podcast called “Joplin: Alive”. It was pretty okay, but it really could have been a lot funnier. The fact that they were doing the podcast live from Bennigan’s was enough to make me laugh. The only true gag here was the amount of people walking through the frame, but I’m not sure that the audience really caught what the joke was. There wasn’t much to distinguish the sketch from being too different from public access television, but I think that’s been done before. There was just so much more that you could have made fun of, but I’m not sure that people would understand unless you knew more about podcasting itself.
Oddly enough, the Vancouver Sun came out with quite the spread on podcasting this past Saturday in the arts section. Rebecca’s mom saved the paper edition and passed it off to me this morning. Tod Maffin had quite the feature in it as well as highlights on a lot of other things going on in and around Vancouver. The article is a really good read. There were a total of about five articles, but only the following two are available to non-subscribers of the online edition.
“Now hear this!: PODCASTS | Millions plug into downloaded audio files — to listen and communicate”
“Is podculture just a return to the past?”
Next week should have a follow up with more podcasting related content.
Already this year, five people have died in vehicle accidents on the Pattullo Bridge. This is a fact that is simply staggering to me as one of the first things I recall Rebecca teaching me about this structure was its history of being notorious for car collisions. And just yesterday, another person died in a head-on crash with an oncoming vehicle.
This takes the number of people who have lost their lives from similar accidents on the Pattullo to 15 since 2001. Further up the river, the Port Mann is about to be twinned in order to solve congestion issues with traffic. It’s obvious that people want to get to destinations faster than they can now, but at some point, I would think that you have to weigh the value of life over the value of time.
I mentioned this in a podcast with Rebecca some time ago, and today I released a video podcast that has a brief segment going over the Pattullo. The timing is erie, but perhaps you can see a little of this for yourself.
I’m learning more and more about the weather here in Vancouver. Yesterday when I went running through the park, I came home soaking wet. The strange thing is that during my route, I could have swore that snow was falling into my mouth on occasion. That’s just something that happens when it’s raining, but this was really cold and kinda solid on my lips. I thought I was imagining it, but it was confirmed when I got home, and even more so by the Volvo pulling onto the street with a healthy coat of snow on top, obviously someone who just came from the higher elevations.
So this morning, there’s more clouds and snow, turns back into rain, then blizzard like conditions for nearly a minute, back to clear and sunny skies, and now there are these snow pellets descending from the sky. All of this in the time span of about eight hours, none of the snow sticking to the ground here in the West End. Too crazy.
Last Saturday, we ate at the Olympia Restaurant on Denman Street. After a long day of hiking, Rebecca tempted me with the thought of some greek food, and I was totally down for that, especially with my empty, fully hiked stomach yelling at me for nourishment.
The food was outstanding, but the restaurant itself has become a bit of a famous landmark due to it’s name. As 2010 approaches, the Canadian Olympic Committee has hit the Olympia with an order to take down their sign as it uses the olympic rings in their logo. They have used the name and logo this way for fifteen years, but with the games coming to Vancouver, the COC has deemed that the Olympia has no right to use the sign they have been all this time.
Check out 998denman.com and see for yourself. Oddly enough, we were searching the web before heading over for dinner only to have Mosi, the guy pictured on the front page, as our server. The place was pretty packed the night we were there. As far as I’m concerned, sign the petition because the meal was pretty freaking spectacular!
Maybe Rebecca and I have a warped sense of what a honeymoon should be, but the outdoors are something we both enjoy. Right now, we don’t have a lot of extra cash to spend on a trip to Mexico as we would like to do. We’re going to do our best to enjoy as much of life that we can, and that is exactly what we did this past Saturday.
Nearly five hours of wandering around Stanley Park, and we had a hell of a good time. For those of you not in the know, the park is roughly 15% larger than Central Park in New York. You cannot even compare the two beyond that. Central Park is surrounded by Manhatten and tall buildings. Stanley Park is surrounded by mostly water with mountains for a back drop. It’s unfair to compare the two as they both have their wonderful charms.
The hike, which might not be a hike to some, was something that I’ve been wanting to do for a long while. I’ve become familiar with less than a quarter of the interior of the park, so we took the opportunity to explore, have fun, and check out the scenery. With a variety of trails, it’s easy to get lost or turned around, but you’ll never lose all hope. The worst that will happen is that you get yourself further from where you wanted to end up.
One thing we discovered that was new to both of us, Rebecca having more experience wandering all over the park through her life, was the lookout above Siwash Rock. The sun was high in the sky, 12C, no clouds, and it was just beautiful. Turns out that this lookout is on top of a WWII defense bunker. I’m sure people were looking up at us trying to sort out how we got up there. It was truly an accident that we did. Hit the Siwash Rock Trail, head towards the rock, and check it out some time.
The most fun we had was off the trails. Mushy, rain soaked ground that was covered with fallen trees, leaves, moss, thorny plants, and all sorts of dirty stuff was a good, good time. There are lots of other places Rebecca kept bringing up that we have to check out and do more hiking at. I’m completely up for it and could hike through the mud all day long.
The tide was the furthest out I have ever seen it that day, so we had to hit the English Bay side of the seawall as well to see some of the inukshuks random folks have constructed. I have to add, some of them are truly impressive.
It’s strange to go from murky Beaver Lake to the smell of sea water down by Third Beach. Mud coated shoes to having sand inside them. Truly you are not having fun unless you are getting dirty.
I will never claim to be the end all source of music related events in Vancouver, but there are things that are of great interest to me that I think is worth sharing when I see them.
With that being said, Mates of State are coming to town April 21st! Midwest transplants that call the San Francisco area home now, they are pretty amazing to see live. More so, just the sound they are able to reproduce in a live atmosphere is pretty incredible. A purely husband and wife duo, she plays the organ, he’s on drums, and they both sing. A drunken buddy of mine, Ben Schmidt (who has now inflitrated the land of Minnesota), said something to me at one of their shows that sums up seeing Mates of State live quite well. “I hear a whole band, but there are only two people up there! Am I that wasted?!” Long answer short, yes. Check them out at the Plaza Club for an early show.
The Boy Least Likely To is playing with James Blunt on April 2nd at the Orpheum Theatre. This isn’t overly huge news, but I just caught wind of the opening act, not being a James Blunt fan myself. However, I would go to check out The Boy Least Likely To and stick around for the rest. I’ve played them on my podcasts after getting direct permission to do so. That makes them nice people, and I like that.
Also worth mentioning is the Matthew Good solo, acoustic tour. Three dates in Vancouver, but he’s also doing a set in Nanaimo. Would be very cool to catch a ferry for an overnight to check out the show, but I don’t think we’ll have the time. Rebecca’s a longtime fan of his stuff, so I’m thinking we’ll be checking out one of the Vancouver dates.
Beth Orton would be a good time as well on March 29th. She’s playing the Commodore Ballroom where I went to my first show in Vancouver, a Matthew Good show at that. I’ve always liked Orton’s music. She has a pretty amazing voice and unique writting style. This would be an excellent venue to check her out.
I’ll do more posts like this as shows come to my attention.
Rebecca and I ventured down to English Bay last night for an interesting ceremony. The Inukshuk will be “lit” until the winter olympics arrive here for 2010. I could be wrong, but I could have swore that the Inukshuk was always lit at night.
Some various shots from the event last night.
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Mayor Sam Sullivan was there as well as John Furlong to represent VANOC for the event. It was pretty amazing to see these people in the flesh. It really puts everything into perspective. The games are real and will be here in four years.
We stood there watching the whole event with our respective hot, soy drinks in hand, surrounded by various protesters, and listened to people around us complain that they couldn’t see. The most interesting thing that happened was the people talking to the guy with the pirate flag protesting the money being spent on the games. I’ll have more to say about that another time.
Last night was just awesome. Nothing fancy, but I really enjoyed the night. Rebecca kept freaking out because the weather turned warm at the start of the whole event, but the sun going down really changed that. We were both pretty excited walking home thinking that if we just keep living in the west end, we’ll have a pretty good location to get to the venues once the games are here. This city will just be nuts.
Making my coffee and oatmeal this morning, Bill sent me a link to a story about creating your very own popcorn popper coffee roaster. Looking at this, I thought it was cool in a geeky way. Then I looked over at the microwave oven we just got for our wedding and the coffee waiting for me in the press. I have to say that after going a number of months of living with the restriction of jiffy pop for popcorn popping purposes, this wasn’t such a cool idea.
The real problem is that there is only one location in the west end of Vancouver that we have ever been able to find jiffy pop at. I can’t be too sure how far that is, but you can get there and back within the time span of a single intermission during a Canucks game.
When I sat down to read this again, I realized that it’s just a ghetto coffee roaster. I live in Vancouver where you can’t throw a rock without hitting some place to grab a coffee. Fantastic coffee, I might add. Don’t need the roaster, but the microwave is sweet. So is the toaster oven!
On Sunday, I got up a little bit before Rebecca did to take a nice run before our mad day of running errands. With iPod loaded and clothing bound to keep me warm enough for the approximately five kilometer route, I was on my way towards the waterfront by Coal Harbour and into the park. That’s when I remembered seeing some signs about a charity run going on, but I couldn’t remember if it was Saturday or Sunday.
No big deal, but here are all these people running along, completely taking over the path that they were being led on. I did my best to avoid the congestion and stay out of their way, but coming back towards Lost Lagoon on the Tatlow trail, I had no choice but to join the group.
I wasn’t sure how far these people had ran already nor how far they were going. I just felt like such a jerk because here I was, passing everyone on their left without missing a beat. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught some people kind of giving that look of disbelief. How could they be getting passed? I was probably on kilometer 3.5 at that point. Then someone was trying to keep pace. I can only imagine how tired he or she must have suddenly felt when I went off to the left while the rest of the crowd ventured right.
Speaking of running, this site is a must have bookmark for anyone who is a runner in Vancouver. Thanks to vanmega.com for the link.
