explosions, beautiful and hideous
This war is a horror show. But the idea that ordinary people can use the blog to communicate what is really happening, beyond all the TV and radio bullshit is great.
It's Powell Street Festival and Pride this weekend in Vancouver. All the freaky children are out on the world, connecting, talking, dancing, making art. A few of us had dinner last night at Hapa Izakaya, to celebrate Roy's OOC and to spend time with Monika Gagnon and Scott McFarlane who are in town for a few days at the end of a research trip and teaching stint for the First Nations Studies program at UBC Okanagan. At the end of the night we went up to Ashok's roof to watch the last of the fireworks. Weird how related technologies can be used for such different purposes. We celebrated the festive moment, but we thought of Beirut at the same time.
Big birthday dinner with my grandma tonight. Lots of extended family in town.