I know it's been a while.
SO the move to Hamilton is complete. We are in a rather funky neighborhood here, I can ride my bike to work in about 10 minutes. Imagine that, me riding my bike to work. How bohemian. We also get to shop at the rather pleasant Hamilton Farmers' Market, which is where all the little green grocers that we are used to seeing up and down the Danforth are located here in Hamilton.
We have both noticed a disturbing trend among Hamiltonians to deride their downtown. Yes it's decrepit, and often boarded up and grafittied, but the architecture is incredible. The 6 block Lister Block downtown (right behind my building where I work) made Heritage Canada's list of most endangered architecture worth saving again this year. It apparently has a huge terracotta gallery, and stunning detail on the inside, but the yahoos who have bought it want to bulldoze it and put something else up. It's a nightmare.
So we are at serious risk of turning into civic activists. (Who was it that said "A crank is a little thing that makes revolutions?"), but we will see how that goes. I can already hear my mom saying 'Shouldn't you wait until you have lived there a couple months?' to which I respond "When have I ever been prudent about political issues. Sheesh mom."
So that's where we are.
Isaac continues to bend the needle on the cute-o-meter whenever he wants something...but the terrible twos have arrived just a smidgen early. And because old habits die hard (i.e. five years of university) Noelle went straight to the library and signed out every book she could find on managing intractable toddlers. We'll see if he needs MORE therapy after this or less. My guess is that it will just shift from Jungian to Gestalt or something. Just because I like the word Gestalt. You know?
Oh, and Tom Wilson, formerly of Junkhouse lives very near to us. I haven't seen him yet, but that's the rumour. He'd kind of be hard to miss, I figure. I'll let you know. I never was a big Junkhouse fan, but his current band "Blackie and the Rodeo Kings" is truly Canada's roots rock powerhouse.
That's all for now, must get some shut eye before the 12:00 midnight Screamies start up. I don't have bags under my eyes, I've got luggage.
SO the move to Hamilton is complete. We are in a rather funky neighborhood here, I can ride my bike to work in about 10 minutes. Imagine that, me riding my bike to work. How bohemian. We also get to shop at the rather pleasant Hamilton Farmers' Market, which is where all the little green grocers that we are used to seeing up and down the Danforth are located here in Hamilton.
We have both noticed a disturbing trend among Hamiltonians to deride their downtown. Yes it's decrepit, and often boarded up and grafittied, but the architecture is incredible. The 6 block Lister Block downtown (right behind my building where I work) made Heritage Canada's list of most endangered architecture worth saving again this year. It apparently has a huge terracotta gallery, and stunning detail on the inside, but the yahoos who have bought it want to bulldoze it and put something else up. It's a nightmare.
So we are at serious risk of turning into civic activists. (Who was it that said "A crank is a little thing that makes revolutions?"), but we will see how that goes. I can already hear my mom saying 'Shouldn't you wait until you have lived there a couple months?' to which I respond "When have I ever been prudent about political issues. Sheesh mom."
So that's where we are.
Isaac continues to bend the needle on the cute-o-meter whenever he wants something...but the terrible twos have arrived just a smidgen early. And because old habits die hard (i.e. five years of university) Noelle went straight to the library and signed out every book she could find on managing intractable toddlers. We'll see if he needs MORE therapy after this or less. My guess is that it will just shift from Jungian to Gestalt or something. Just because I like the word Gestalt. You know?
Oh, and Tom Wilson, formerly of Junkhouse lives very near to us. I haven't seen him yet, but that's the rumour. He'd kind of be hard to miss, I figure. I'll let you know. I never was a big Junkhouse fan, but his current band "Blackie and the Rodeo Kings" is truly Canada's roots rock powerhouse.
That's all for now, must get some shut eye before the 12:00 midnight Screamies start up. I don't have bags under my eyes, I've got luggage.
posted by Jason Allen at 9:54 PM
2 Comments:
jay,
good to hear that you're still alive & kickin! Ok, not as much sleep as those of us sans enfants, but hey, the perks gotta outweigh the lack of shut eye!
forlorn in the beach area without ya,
Ann
You go and take Hamilton by storm! Good for you riding your bike and all. You're going to get spoiled doing that you know.
I remember going through Hamilton regularly when I was going back and forth to TO when WestJet still flew only there; I remember liking it much better than it's reputation would suggest I ought. I'm sure I'll like it even better when I visit your new place!
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